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Marines v. Rome? OK...

9/27/2015

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I'm gonna have to answer this "Marines vs. Rome" thing, aren't I?

Shit...


ok.


(I haven't read Rome Sweet Rome. This is me pulling things from my ass)


This assumes I'm in charge (Col. Peterson, 35th Marine Expeditionary Unit, thank you), that the MEU travels from Afghanistan to within a few day's march of Rome, and it lands in 23 B.C.


By that year, Augustus had seriously drawn down the army in a massively short-term expense, leaving a lot of Italian farms to veterans and going from 60 legions down to 28. Legions were chronically undermanned to begin with, so I'd be facing about 135,000 men, not 330,000 as popular mechanics mentioned.


So let's say my entire MEU is on the same FOB (bullshit, but whatever). That gives me about 2,300 Marines and sailors, plus a handful of contractors or so. We go to bed in Helmand Province and wake up in Italy the next morning with a legion (A single one with engineers and cavalry, maybe 5,000 men) outside the perimeter. GPS, satellite and comm outside our own nets are down, but we have power.

The Romans attack first. Counterattacks are proportionate. Arrows and pilums will be met with small arms and machine gun fire. Trebuchet volleys will be answered with 155mm howitzers (I've got an artillery battery with me, and while GPS is down, there's still polar and shift, and lensatic compasses work just fine).

That first encounter WILL be a rout of Rome. Send my QRF out and see if there's any wounded I can have treated and interrogated. Launch a raven (drone) to recon our area and have my S-2 start making new maps.


By dinnertime I'll confirm the approximate year and location I've been transported to, and start weighing options. They soon boil down to "conquer quickly or be wiped out slowly."


So we prepare to sack Rome. First things, preparations.


- All personnel ordered to have a bayonet or Kbar on them at all times. Pre-gunpowder times means we keep our pre-gunpowder weapons close.


- Scour my ranks for anyone with a schoolboy's knowledge of Latin or greater. Get them to work making phrasebooks for S-2. Language barrier is gonna be big.


- Scour my ranks for anyone who can competently ride a horse. Commander's intent is at least a company-size cavalry element.


- Engineers retrieve any siege engines from the battlefield and see how we can reverse-engineer and/or improve them. Steal bodies from the avionics and airframe platoons of the air element and whoever in CLB you need.


- MCMAP instructors start bringing out the knife and bayonet sections of the course and begin instructing the entire MEU up to brown belt level. Just on those portions.


- Shut down my armor, AAV, and LAR platoons. They guzzle fuel, the armor is excessive for our needs and there's little we can do with the 120 we can't do elsewhere. Strip them down for parts and easily cut sections. Cycle the personnel into the infantry (and cavalry, for those skilled as such).


- EOD, we now have a lot of tank rounds we won't be using. See if we can rig these with some sort of proximity fuse so we can launch them by trebuchet and magonel. Same thing for 155. Howitzers might wind up being too heavy for us to take, but we can use the ammo at least.


- Infantry start foraging parties. I have 2300 mouths expecting three squares daily. When possible, buy all the food they can. With the junked tanks, AAV's and other vehicles, we have a trade good in high-quality steel scrap, which any local blacksmith will shit his pants over. Speaking of blacksmithing, see if we can recruit a few. Our O/A welding rigs will run out of fuel quick, and my engineers will need some education in the old-fashioned methods.


How I actually take the city will depend on reaction. Ideally I'd keep any bird bigger than a raven grounded until I see troops massing, then send my cobras on strafing runs. Gatling guns and hellfire missiles are gonna be hell on a legion camp. But I'd likely need a ground/air assault to get as much of my people and stuff within the walls of Rome period, and set up my new OP there.

So, that's my from-my-ass before I've had coffee on a lazy Sunday morning response.
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Barbarisms: Black Friday Edition

11/28/2014

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Black Friday is to raiding like New Year's Eve is to drinking: a violent, messy, crowded, bad-smelling amateur hour fine-tuned to drive even the most cool-headed professionals to frustration.

We Barbarians form hordes for protection, efficiency, and communication among raiders. Go figure civilization would bollocks it up so hard as to turn it into a system where it's every marauder for themselves.

But if one must give the home field advantage to the merchants, some ways are more barbaric than others. Read further to live, thrive and survive on this, the Blackest of Fridays.

Rule one: Cunning over Ferocity.

There's a time and place to storm the gates wearing nothing but blue paint, a fat wallet and a blunt instrument. Trying it on Black Friday just means you'll be mistaken for a Gators fan. Or worse, a Colts fan. To successfully navigate Black Friday, be where the Berzerkers ain't. If the rush is for electronics, be somewhere else looking for clothing. If toys are what needs to happen, head for jewelry.
Yes, the choicest bargains are where the mob gravitates towards. But by that point, limited supplies just ensure you're playing dice with your own bodies. If you must indulge, it pays to stack the deck, so wear your biggest and best spikes.

Rule two: Research thoroughly. 

Every merchant knows that once they have you in the shop with "buy" instead of "burn" on your mind, their job's half done. The sales of this day, while seeming frothing mad at first, are finely calculated to get your leather-and-fur-clad ass in the doors, there to have your senses heavily assaulted by the display racks. It thus behooves you to be nowhere near their establishment without a specific mission in mind. Know what specifically you look for, and which abode both has the item at the best deal on hand. and the lowest capacity for other bargain-charging scum like yourself.

Rule three: If possible, form a horde

For those who can't resist the siren call of chaos, your odds become better by forming a band of other leather-clad layabouts. Discuss each member's primary and secondary goals. Spread out among the shops as best you may. Divide hunting responsibilities and grounds, so that the band itself will be able to cover more territory than its individual members. 

Rule four: If all else fails, raise the drawbridge and wait out the siege.

'Tis one day. Seriously, folks, make it more about leftovers and preparing for the fun of winter than dealing with the hassle. Chaos is like beer and leather unmentionables: provided you know what you're doing, tis' much more satisfying to enjoy those you and your friends make yourselves rather than indulge in what's made by easily distracted amateurs. 

EDIT: And if you be wanting to perpetuate the Barbaric nature of the ladies in your life, the Labs have cooked up a new, internet-only edition of our famous Princess T-shirt! 
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Available in a standard T-shirt, unisex tank top or women's fitted Tee, available in a variety of colors just in time for the holidays.
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