Seige Fragment

There was a moment's silence. Then the roar of guns erupted from the upper stories of the building, tens of spurts of stuttering flames lancing out from the darkened window spaces. The gunfire raked the streets and the plaza below, sending stone and plaster dust into the air from the impacts. For a moment, both sides were deadlocked in their respective positions. Then hurried calls for support brought in fire from the mortars of the 5th Company on top of the block, collapsing the roof on the defenders and buying time for the gap to be closed for the close-quarters room-clearing...

Breach

The scream of jet engines announced the counter-strike more assuredly than any piece of public statement in the forum. Banking low across the market, the Lightnings spat flurries of hard rounds, strafing the area as an open target.

It was a tight, well-disciplined formation that was gone mere moments after the attack began. For a moment, it left a haze of dust and streamers of ragged cloth twisting in the vortexes that came trailing after. The big guns opened up then; breaching the thick city walls and chewing large gaps in the narrow twisting streets. The ground seemed to groan in protest with each concussion.