Star Trek: Terra Alpha

The roar of engines overhead shook the ground. An A-19 flew in close formation with a pair of F-39s. They dived towards the enemy units. The A-19 released its payload of photon warheads carpet bombing an entire brigade as the fighters followed up with the firing of their phaser canons. Dougal winced...

"A quarter of the population of Scotland immigrated here lad. You dinnae think all the pipers stayed on Earth did you?" Dougal looked back towards the enemy and sighed. He wanted to to tear them apart limb from limb. He wanted to use his ceremonial backsword and give them an old fashioned highland c...

Dougal peered over the edge of the trench, "An go where sir? Ye took out their armor, now it's just their infantry. We have a covered position and they do not."

The tanks stopped and the clone troopers found what cover they could find. Some with nothing better than laying flat on the ground. Then the tanks opened fire. Their rounds with their minturized photon warheads rained down on the defenders. Smoke, dust and screams of pain filled the air. "Hold the l...

"Oh aye," he replied as he picked of a phaser rifle. "I hope that phaser ye have is more than for show. There's too many of them an not nearly enough of us." He turned to his subordinates, "Get yer arses out there lads, and lets show these bastards what its like to go against a Highland army." Witho...

Dougal nodded to her, "Welcome lass. I'll take all the help we can get. We got more troops scattered about, but getting them here has been a challenge. We could use air support. The Royal Air Force base was the first place they hit."

<Bauriggon, Kingdom of New Scotland> Many buildings were a smoking ruins. The smell of death filled the air. The enemy advance had halted as stiff resistance had taken out the enemy 's leadership, a pair white clad troopers with one shoulder of their armor painted orange. General Dougal MacDonald st...

"Uh huh," he replied with a sound like rocks in a barrel. "I think it's a requirement for a Scot to be continually dour. Probably comes with the weather," Aimee interjected. "I am not!" "You are. I think I've seen you smile twice, and one of those times was not at our wedding." "Aye well, you may be...

"Aye well... I dinnae ken what ta make of this whole arse backwards situation. Aye, another military might be a good idea. At the very least force the wee buggers to have to pay attention to both of us."

Dougal made a guttural sound, "We have considerable leeway as militia. General Talon encouraged it and General Lei has continued that support."