Coriolanus Act Scene 1.4.1

The war

Scene 1.4.1

The war began with the Volsces

The armored tanks of Volsces 2^nd Armored Division; it was a wonder in development of the warfare design. The tank structure was made of three sections; the bottom was the dual tracks covered with the armor plating and the fortified shovel design at the front to act as a bulldozer. It measured over sixty five feet with a width of twenty and height of eight feet from the ground. It weighed over fifty tons in full load with five men crews and sixty five projectiles of various forms. On its middle section was the main gun; the five inches diameter bored barrel projected at over twenty feet outward could laid waste to any current opposing tanks at a distance of over five hundred feet. There was the twin mounted phaser multi barrel blasters that fired up to a thousand rounds per minutes that could mowed down a platoon of troopers in mere seconds. On the upper section was the swivel turret with the extra two inch gun that was used to battle the armored carriers or in support of the main gun when in close combat.

There were twenty five armored tanks with heavily fortified battle plates, and terrifying cannon blasters supported by twenty armored trooper carriers roared onto the valley open ground. The ten artillery pieces of the 1^st Company with their own five inches guns mounted on armored chassis with tracks, will covered their approach with barrage of projectiles or smoke bombs ahead of the tanks approaches. Their target was the cluster of five tanks with seven armored troop carriers on the other side of the valley.

It was an early dawn attack with no advance notice to the enemies.

“Tank 3, moved up to your right. I want the tree line there covered.” Senior Commander Bernard raised it on the comms, while his eyes watched the monitor screens on the carrier walls. He was well behind the line in Carrier codename Father.

“I read you, Father.” Tank 3 Commander Ristan replied. He was a young tanker; just got his promotion before the war, but he had seen battles in the early skirmishes. He directed the driver of the tank to move up the valley slope. It was a good move for it exposed the enemies there. He first saw the dark silhouette of what may had been its barrel; the long hundred and twenty round cored barrel with the length of twenty five feet. While the tank gunned up its engine to move up the slope, it made one detrimental error; the exposed belly was the most vulnerable part of the tank.

“Driver…” The warning came too late. The sabot projectile fired from the long barrel had its target defined. The projectile travelling at three hundred feet per second exploded on impact on contact with the armored plate, thus tearing a hole in the plate while the secondary explosives penetrate inside the tank. Once it’s inside, it will remain inert while the timer counts down the delayed settings. In three seconds, the explosive will released out a deadly pure energy form which would kill anything organic and electronic thus rendering the tank ineffective but salvageable for use by the enemy.

 “Tank 3, give me your status?” Senior Commander Bernard shouted his order, but Tank 3 was a burnt out salvage metal piece. He then turned to call on Tank 5 and 6, but the battle had started. The first shot by the Roman tank was the calling sign for the hidden nine tanks on the tree line to release their projectiles. The combined power of the waiting predators took out half the Volsces tanks. Then the stationery five Volsces tanks roared to life and applied their firepower to remove two Roman tanks but them all their numbers in the fight.

It was only the beginning then.

A number of concealed two man units with shoulder mounted cannons rose up on the valley bed to fire at the armored troop carriers. These shoulder mounted cannons named Thor were the firepower of the troopers against the armored vehicles, but its limitation was the distance. It was akin to a shooting arcade game with fifty projectiles crisscrossing the short distance to their targets. The projectiles were not as powerful as the Sabot, but it had the same effect with the second explosives releasing the incendiary material on exploding. The fire will burned at a high temperature and destroyed everything in sight.

The main blow to the Volsces had yet to come.

The sky was soon covered with the swooping form of the drones that roared from the trees; five of them with their wings span carrying missiles. The drones were named the Geese will flew sorties over the remaining armors and tanks. The missiles on the drones were of the high incendiary and it will burn the hull of the tanks or carriers.

“Mother of Gods, we lost the battle.” Senior Commander Bernard claimed his salvation with the Gods then. He had seen his command eliminated in twenty nine minutes and thirty seconds. He did not have to retreat at all, for the drones have his carrier in the sight. His sent off to the other world was in a fiery funeral pyre of molten metal.

That was only of the battles in that war but the outcome was majority the same. The Romans had been prepared for war since the last unfinished one. The reason for the low supply of food was because the funds channeled to the preparation of war.

Grains were needed to bargain for weapons.

Cominius was a good strategist but he was a bad economist.

The Volsces had one more person to fear besides Caius Marcius.