No Gods, Nor Masters

The Mad Dog

Italica.

Joint UNSC-UNSPECREG Forward Operating Base

Around the same time...

The US Army Corps of Engineers and the newly-formed US Armed Forces Logistics Division-Falmart, had already begun working on expanding the defenses and battlements of Italica, not to mention the city's roadways, constructing an electrical network and providing the Troops stationed within this FOB everything from the infrastructure necessary to supply fuel to their ever-growing number of BCTs and ABCTs to the Air Force's growing presence on the site. Though technically a part of INDOPACOM, the area of operations within the Special Region and its designation as per US standard was being disputed at High-Com.

Until then, Logistics needed to be properly set up and maintained and the US Army and their Logistics Corps weren't just feeding US troops deployed to other places anymore. No, now, they shared a burden with the UNSC's Naval Logistics Office and the FALCOM, The UNSC's Falmart theater Command, that being the delivery of petroleum products, parts and gear to the troops engaged in Front-Line Combat, ranging from both their units to the JSDF, PLA and RuAF forces currently deployed within the theater. The 8th Theater Sustainment Command was already hot on their heels about providing all their allies fuel.

Thankfully, the massed cooperation of UN members and the UNSC's desire to show that they were, in fact, just humanity without all the shitty differences in opinion, meant that the UNSPECREG Task Force's Depots, be they fuel, ammo, food or other various supplies, were being set up in record time alongside the necessary infrastructure, like pipelines and vehicle-based transportation.

A single US Army Logi operator marched across a pipeline that was being built next to several armored fuel tanks. Behind him, a UNSC Marine logistician was also running checks on the pipes, making sure the lines were set properly, that there was no crack in the seals, that kind of shit. Around them, helicopters and logistics vehicles ranging from fuel-carrying HEMTTs to Pave Low helicopters of the USMC and UNSC HEMTTs rolled or flew around.

Around the city, multiple such depots were emplaced, defended by C-RAM systems attached to pre-built generators, just in case. One never knew when the enemy decided to sneak in, launch a couple mortars and then fuck right off back to their caves. Aside from that, the ACEs were already building up concrete roads and the energy stations necessary to maintain this entire clusterfuck in operation, making sure it was Civvie-compatible for later down the line.

UNSC SeaBees had also come down in Heron dropships with various pieces of equipment, including bulldozers and more HEMTTs with construction equipment loaded into the back. Farther south, on the road leading toward the UN base at Alnus, the UNSC and UN were building a joint airfield, as well as widening the highway for their vehicles to have the infrastructure to move around as they were required.

The city was practically growing twice-over every day, expanding even into the crop fields. Of course, most of the prefab structures being set up were for the Military and might be taken down once the massed force was to depart from Italica and leave it to govern itself once more. Well, not by itself, there'd still be a military presence on-site, probably, of both sides.

Watching all of this unfold from the top of the walls, another US Marine Corps General, this one going by a seemingly famous name among the Marines, from what the few Imperial Representatives within the city could find out:Mattis. Clad in the standard Woodland MARPAT uniform of the US Marine Corps, General James Mattis, also known by his moniker of "Mad Dog", watched proudly as the men and women of the US Armed Forces and their spacer allies set up everything from the logistical system to the defenses necessary for this little centralized FOB to prosper.