The wing, as one, pulled up and away, up to just below the clouds. ![]() Be aware for hostile AA target has multiple CB-type weapons and can use them against aerial targets.” Reinforcements are five minutes out do not engage until then. Target acknowledged and position updated. Might be Eee Oh Dee shape is wrong for a Migou weapon. Hostile target detected at 57 degrees 27'06.27 north, 0 degrees 25'26.77 East. How the hell had that thing got past the battlegroup in the North Sea? More importantly, this creature was massive, swimming up the blasted channel of the river.įirst Lieutenant Cevy frowned. So many of the creatures that emerged from the shadows with the start of the Aeon War were invisible to anything technological a reason for the large canopy of the Komet. Her on-board scanners had only just picked it up at all a liability of modern days. The eyes of First Lieutenant Cevy were drawn to a dark shape, swimming up the mouth of the Thames. Let the abominable hybrids of the Esoteric Order of Dagon and their inhuman parents emerge from the seas where they have cowered for untold millennia we shall fight them on the beaches, and turn those open plains into a killing field. Let the monsters of the Rapine Storm come to Europe those degenerates and their unnatural allies shall be given a brief lesson in why charging at your opponent, screaming for blood and other bodily fluids, has been considered unwise for three hundred years. Let the Migou and their bio-mechanical mechanoids come, they spoke give us suitable air cover and they can not stand against us. Fifty-four million Terranotes flew in that formation, a proud declaration of humanity's will to survive. Their glowing A-Pods hummed the obsolescence of reaction-based engines, as they flew barely one hundred metres above the ground, the eleven-metre aircraft armed with smart missiles, and a blue-green (optimised to allow air-to-sea strikes) Laser Cannon. The gently lapping water was barely disturbed by the low passage of a wing of F-109 Komets. To the east, the London Arcology, capital of New Earth Government Europe, and Inner London, the domain of the Ashcroft Foundation, held thirty million people, human and Nazzadi its order a stark contrast to the decay of Old London. Now, Old London was split between the various enclaves, that were towns and even cities within the ruins, and the wastes, which were left to slow succumb to entropy. Once, Old London had sprawled over most of the South of England, a revocation of the anti-urbanisation laws of the twentieth century allowing a phase transition that had turned large amounts of the country into one massive metropolis. The flooded streets, grey channels between grey buildings, under a grey sky, seemed to tell a melancholy tale of the hubris of a city that had once considered itself centre of the universe. Those buildings which had survived the First Arcanotech War rose like macabre tombstones to those who had died under the Nazzadi bombardment, while between them, smothered by the devouring tide, were craters, burned into the ancient city by indiscriminate bombing from orbit and the lightning waves of mecha that had swept through the city, putting all to the sword. The sea lapped at the remains of Old London. As a consequence, criticism is most welcome. This is partly a fan-fiction, partly a make-work, and partly an exercise in improving my writing skills. I'm just writing a story about a pair of universes which fit together unsurprisingly well that I happen to like. I own none of the series detailed in this work, most specifically neither Cthulhutech nor Neon Genesis Evangelion. He is personally responsible for getting me to buy Cthulhutech, watch Neon Genesis Evangelion (and put aside a rabid dislike for all anime), and generally being a Licensed Purveyor of Cool to a humble Physics undergraduate. Most of all, however, Academia Nut, and his Thousand Shinji 40k/NGE crossover, and its equally cool sequel The Open Door. The creators of Cthulhutech, for making such an awesome setting, which can sort of be summed up as “In the Grim Darkness of the Near Future.” This may prove to be a problem the “giant organo-technological mecha against the Cthulhu Mythos” genre is quite amply filled by something a lot better than what I can hope to write. John Biles, and his awesomeness incarnate of Children of An Elder God. ![]() Firstly, I would like to thank (or possibly condemn to be consumed by Cthulhu, for the role in taking up my time by making them read their very, very cool stuff.) a few authors for this
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