04/10/3065 09:12 Location – Marian Arms Experimental Weapons Station, Prospero Island, Marius’ Tears
Commander Weaver was en route to her objective in her Warhammer. The raiders had made an orderly retreat after killing or scattering the garrison forces including the late Legatus McGuire. Unfortunately a fellow Titanfeller, Mechwarrior Pascal, had been killed in the fighting and then like the vultures they dragged his Jagermech off the field.
Hegemony VTOLs and hover transport had already rescued the survivors and dropped in inspection teams, she and Principes Polmar were still en route although the vanguard forces had already arrived. The reports said the damage was extensive but nothing that couldn’t be fixed. Hegemony engineering crews were trying to gain access to the sub-basements, the presumed Blakists had locked down a portion of the facility, laid booby traps, and welded doors shut.
A massive flash would have blinded Commander Weaver and Principes Polmar if their Mech’s hadn’t sealed the cockpits. They couldn’t stop the shockwave though every Battlemech in the command fell down and there was a mushroom cloud where the factory once was.
Andrea choked up, “NO! there were still some of our people in there!”
Weavers Warhammer’s NBC protection system alarms rang constantly, it was a dirty bomb
Polmar had been knocked out during the fall as were most of the command,
Commander Weaver’s Warhammer struggled to rise only to look upon the devastation. The nuke had taken off a portion of the mountain and stone rained down around her sharp pieces of basalt clanged off her cockpit.
There was nothing left