The situation in the US was deteriorating rapidly as usual with the State of California now under siege by hostile elements not from without but from within. Girain herself was sitting in one of the Stryker ICV of the GDI with Hera as the two were embedded into a convoy as bodyguards for Jason Grady and his family as they head out of San Francisco to a safe zone.
Along the way, the radio chatter they picked up depicted a grim state of affair in the US as various mercenaries and militia elements coming out of the woodwork engaging various US Army and National Guards elements of California State. The sight of fighting enemy insurgency here at home had become a grim sight for servicemen who once fought faceless Middle Eastern foes now facing off with their own kin in their own backyard.
Girain's HUD soon had a video call from General Shepard all the way from MI as she sat inside the Stryker ICV while she saw Shepard clearing his throat to speak to her and Hera. "I don't need to tell you that we are in crisis mode right now. SAT recon show that around 4 division size forces heading your way from Nevada. We and Utah. We've identified them to be elements of the US Army under general Anderson's command along with a fighter squadron of the USAF flying sorties for them. They have forward deployed elements of private contractors and militia groups headed by none other than the CABAL's head man, Erik Prince. You have one of those group occupying the nearby neighborhood and they're setting up roadblocks, take them out so you can proceed." The general instructed the two as he showed them Satellite photos of the roadblocks in the suburban neighborhood of America.
The roadblocks were a collection of barricades made from cinder blocks, sandbags, vehicles with mounted machine guns inside armored boxes. There were also tank traps and barbed wires around the major road junctions and occupied patches of lands being used as Military installations by the private contractors and militia. All of whom had a mixture of US Military uniforms, some civilian clothing as well as different headgears for personal preferences ranging from PAGST helmets to various other types of combat, tactical helmets and caps.
However, despite the inevitable conflict of her, Hera scoffed looked to the defensive barricade made to keep them out. It didn't seem to impress her all too much as her strength alone could plow through the cinder blocks if they were made of styrofoam. The only issues she had were the tank traps. "The trap might scuff up my armor. I can't have that now can I? I think I can handle a few boys wearing some t-shirts. They don't know how to protect themselves from actual atomic breath. Let alone my version of it. Oh and those cinder blocks. Hera smash. Hera smash real nice…" Hera said in a dry tone as usual.
"Good luck we'll dispatch reinforcements to you as soon as we can, ETA under 30 minutes." Said the general as he hung up on the call leaving them to decide on their plan of attacks as the convoy soon came to a halt by an intersection. The rear ramp dropped down as Girain first dismounted from the vehicle with a borrowed weapon in her hands. It felt odd for her to use something made for humans only but at this point functional weapons out weights everything. She crouched down first to cover the area as additional humans dismounted from the Stryker around them as they began to fan out covering the area.
"Alright looks like we got heavy hostile activities up ahead, SIGINT assets show that we're facing a Company sized hostile force. Be advised they are armed and dangerous with some hostile Abrams tanks as well. Repeat those tanks are hostile." Said Jason over the coms as he used his stylus pen to mark highly dangerous enemies on the ground one of them was an enemy M1A1 Abrams model without proper US Army insignia but a black cougar insignia painted on the side of the turret. Apparently one of the PMC's assets of choice when it comes to armored platforms. "I'll keep that in mind thank you. First I'll have to take out their communication node in the area." Said Girain as she began to move out first to take point.
The others saw her armed with an FN MK17 SCAR-H battle rifle, the weapon has a standard tannish brown color scheme on its sleek and streamlined designed with a Trijicon ACOG x4 scope mounted on it. The scope itself had a back up Red Dot Sight on top to allow her quick and easy adjustment between close quarters and long range engagements. The magazine remained a 20 round 7.62x51mm NATO cartridge mag, but what they saw most striking was Girain's weapon had an underbarrel grenade launcher EGLM system to fire a variety of grenades.
Other GDI troopers were dressed in similar manners to US Army and Marines only they carried MK17 SCAR-H like her, some specialists carried a SAW variant with drum magazine, the marksmen carried long range DMR variants of the SCAR-H while others hauled M240B LMG with them. Others carried a shorter PDW variant while carrying the FGM-148 Javelin on their backs.
Then there was Hera who carried a similar weapon to Girain. Only her's seemed to have a holographic sight on top along with a combat light for building and confusing enemies. However, she acquired other gear including fragmentation grenades, concussion grandes, and flash bangs taht she stored tucked away in her thigh compartments. "Good thing about large thighs. They are attractive, but can carry a heavy load when i need to." She quipped. As well as the ranged weapon she had with her concealed blades, and two types of whips. The USB improvised whip and the whip she used to both command, conquer, and humiliate her rivals. She kept all of her arsenal in check mentally while moving up with Girain.
As they maneuvered up towards the checkpoint, the GDI squads and platoons following them vaulted and mantled over the picket fences of the familiar landscapes and places they called homes to them. Some entered the houses and quietly sweep through the buildings to gain the high ground advantages over their enemies and observe the terrain.
"1st Platoon here, we have visual contacts on the Abrams now, man I never thought I would have to fight one those. Moving to engage on your go." Said the platoon leader over the comms as they moved to cover behind the windows and picket fences while American families hide in their basements or simply ducked down under their tables. "Copy that 1-1 Actual, setting up for engagements now." Said Girain as she crouched down behind a window of a two stories home looking out at the checkpoint up ahead.
The MFS unit herself caught sight of the Abrams and the various machine gun nest around it to ward off infantry as she aimed down the sight of her ACOG scope at the machine gunner. Other GDI squads began to set up their M240B to suppress the enemy forces around the checkpoint and adjacent intersection. "Ma'am, the 240 Bravo is ready now. Just say the word." Said the machine gunner as he cocked his weapon and aimed down its sight, resting his cheek against the buttstock of the weapon.
"Fire at will!" Girain shouted over the coms as they all opened fire simultaneously at the enemies, the Javelin gunner fired off the missile at the Abrams tank while his squad mates try to distract the enemies and toss up smoke grenades. The missile thankfully slammed into the tank's top armor and detonated, killing the vehicle instantly just as it was intended to.
The contractors and their militia allies took cover behind various barricades and sandbags as they returned fire, often blind firing behind cover at the enemies while others more professional, moved to flank and rolled out their technical trucks to suppress the incoming enemies. "Contact! Enemy Victors and multiple foot mobiles coming from the checkpoints! They look pissed as fuck! Probably high on the meth today." Shouted one of the GDI privates as he fired off his MK17 rifle at the incoming waves of enemies. Other squads beside him were seen using lighter and faster firing XM8 Assault Rifle to cover them.
As they panicked Hera smirked a sly grin seeing the enemies already return fire. Her thoughts were her own, but her actions were for those all to see as she didn't bother using the rifle seeing the enemies of hers take cover behind sandbags. Due to divine intervention she was a godzillian in a smaller size now. And as such the GDI troops heard from beneath her armor the sounds of a high pitched whine accompanied by near musical pulsing sounds. Then from her mouth fired a thin beam of highly concentrated radiation. Essentially Atomic breath as a rail beam. They were not fired in a sweeping motion, but rather much like a sharpshooter or snipers type of position.
An odd take on the classic atomic breath, but it was highly effective penetrating through the enemy cover. The sandbags were obliterated into dust each time a volley of her rail-breath hit. It smacked into the enemy soliders equally relentles as the rays vaporized and pieres through their amors impaling them with a beam of scalding hot energy. "I was beginning to worry we were in too deep. For a split second. I think most of their cover is taken care of. Now I can literally stun them with my power, and the packed grenades. But mostly the grenades." Hera said. She daringly vaulted form covered with flashbang in each hand. She tossed them over to the enemies ahead of her or those who remained.
The flashbangs stunned their targets as the militias armed with AR-15 patterned rifles and weapons reel from its effects and held their eyes wandering aimlessly around the place to get a bearing on where they were going before being gunned down by Girain as she moved up with the GDI squads. They moved in bounding maneuvers from one piece of cover to another as the enemies slowly retreated and melt away into the houses.
That was when the deadly urban warfare kicks in as Girain herself let out her atomic breaths at the buildings, blowing through the wooden architects and blasted the occupants inside dead. Other GDI squads began to clear through the buildings first by lobbing grenades before assaulting the structures to follow up the detonations. Behind them, the Stryker convoy moved up while the enemy defenses collapsed around the checkpoint of the neighborhood.
"Looks like we tore through them but stay sharp. We're heading towards the nearby Disneyland theme park and set up some Perimeters there. Reinforcements on the way but we'll need an LZ for them to land." Said Jason over the coms as the troops began to regroup around his Stryker and the vehicles around it like Humvees and MRAPs.
"Haha! Jason you followed through with your promise. Though… You were slightly off with how they were going to get there." Hera remakred dryly while she took a detour. Instantly she barged through alleyways of homes going through narrow gaps before slamming into backyards. Her own strategy underwent before she vaulted onto one of the rooftops of a single story house. "That and sis you'd get to slander the company all you'd like now that it's a war zone." Hera said as she used her assault rifle to pop the heads of any unfortunate soldier standing still long enough for her to successfully blow their heads up.
"You know I actually was going to prepare myself for being swarmed by Disney lawyers and execs. At least now I can destroy those contracts in a convenient 'misfire' accident." Said Girain in an equally sarcastic tone as they took point leading the Strykers into the gates of Disneyland theme park where thousands of visitors were seen still stuck inside unable to get out and were utterly terrified by the turn of events. "Here we are kids, did I tell you we'll be in Disneyland?" Jason remarked nervously to his children as they then disembarked from the Strykers and ran into the nearby merchandise store of the Park and took shelters there along with many others. Inside the merchandise store, the trio of Jason's children found various plush toys and figurines, playsets of Girain being presented as Disney Princess much to her chagrin. "Oh God this is why I think those media contracts were a bad idea." Said Girain with a sigh as she entered the store.
"At least you're being viewed as a princess. A good one at that." Hera said looking to the many trinkets in the shop. Ironically they didn't truly capture Girain's likeness. Not accurately. The optical pieces were much too cartoonish and large while many of her proportions were rounded to give her a less threatening appearances. Less sharp and less weaponized. "I'm still stuck being the evil queen that nuked the world. Hmph. I think the contract the GDI should have jumped at should have been Bandai. It may sound odd, but at least the figurines in the Figuarts Line represent the actual likeness. Or NECA. They seem anxious to display our likeness well enough. If they can do Jason Voorhees or the alien right." Hera said as she put down the cartoony figures.
"Let's get up to the roof, maybe we'll do something useful up there." Said Girain as she went to the back door of the store and found a staircase leading them up from the ground floor to the roof. However the problem was that they found the staircase to be a rather tight squeeze compared to their size. Once they found themselves on the rooftop, they saw a pair of F-22 Raptors of the USAF flying over head, the jets made a hard turn towards their right and orbit in the air around the Disneyland theme park. There was no radio contacts between them and the jets and the IFF was not responding, to make matters worse for the group, some of the GDI Vanguards outside reported sightings of a large armored force of Laser equipped tanks and various high tech hardware moving into encircling maneuver.
Hera held a finger on her ear as she listened closely to the GDI radio. If she was a larger size she could take all these threats on easier. However, at the cost of total destruction for everything surrounding. At this size she couldn't hit the jets, or cripple the tanks fast enough. All the thoughts came and left her head as she huffed out. "I don't think these people are human if they are going to let themselves puppeted around. I feel they will fire on American civilians without batting an eye, or even a second thought. Did you pack a spare ATGM perhaps? Wait no. You didn't. And i don't think being this size is helping our odds either." Hera commented.
"Yeah we really are screwed alright and that's not just the bolts of our armors either." Said Girain as she observed the hills afar and the neighborhoods around them apparently have various hostile armored vehicles armed with what appeared to be laser turrets on them to attack from a longer range or more quickly at shorter ranges. Not only did these vehicles look intimidating with their rigid and box like appearance of their hulls but the way their laser fired at the Disneyland's entrance gave them all a clear warning that the enemies weren't going to think twice at all about the lives of innocent civilians.
"Contact, enemy light infantry and armor moving in. Looks like we'll have laser tanks to dance with!" Said Girain over the coms as she observed the hostile assaults with her binoculars. "Copy that, orienting for defensive operation now!" The men on the other end shouted as they were heard opening fire on the enemies that were coming towards them, some of them fired off Javelin ATGMs at the incoming Laser tanks, to their horror, the missiles were shot out of the sky just before making contacts with the enemy tank's top armor. "Awww shit! They got laser defense on their tanks!" The men continued firing at the infantry as they struggled to hold off the assault as much as they can. "Like the laser application Jason? I fine tuned them myself." Said the voice of general Anderson on the radios as he broadcasted his ego stroking to Jason and the GDI men.
"Oh and by the way I hope you enjoy the company of Colonel Burton, I tweaked him to perfection myself too!" The eccentric and egotistical general let out a rather high pitched squeal as he deployed his ace, Colonel Burton to kill Jason and his family driving his personalized laser tank with a red and black coloration. "Please tell me you two had a room while you were at it." Jason remarked with a sly tone that apparently got Anderson to feel embarrassed by its implications. "Uh I mean...go forth my minions! I mean troops!" Anderson shouted over the coms as his laser armed US Army infantry pushed forward.
From the rooftop Hera felt her eyes twitch a little feeling the situation had gone off of the rails already. She sighed out and looked to Girain. Her face looking much more pouty than before. "This possibly can't get any stranger…." Hera said. Her remark was answered with a swift denial as both Girain and Hera saw a flash of white light coming from on top of some of the castle towers the amusement park had. They saw one of enemy troops hit by some projectile hard enough to the point he flew into nearby foliage.
Hera and Girian then heard finally a loud crack in the air. Sniper gun fire with the sound being delayed behind the projectile and the light. Hera looked over to one of the castle towers and saw Orions' sniper ninja crouched liek an agile feline. Caprice Dolores in her normal suit of Ninja recon armor. Hera placed her face in her palm as sniper fire continued from atop the iconic castel image. "Oh I stand corrected. We have a ninja sniping from a top the family friendly towers that has been Disney's logo for many years now… Hello Caprice." Hera said while more of the US troops had their brain liquified by the sniper fire.
"Hostile sniper! Take cover!" The officer shouted to his men, moments before he too had his head blown apart. The Squads of US Army infantry took cover behind debris and parked vehicles as they try to lay low before they too got picked off at random by various GDI servicemen and entrenched positions. "They're breaking through phaseline Alpha, falling back to Phaseline Bravo!" Radio chatters of the GDI servicemen apparently showing the men being encircled and overrun slowly as they troops began to fall back to area around 5km around the Disneyland Theme Park. Colonel Burton himself drove through the line leading his personal force of 14 laser tanks and various supporting contractors following behind to support the tanks.
But as they marched forward, they saw some flashing silhouettes in the air with the shape of GDI's strike aircraft coming in, strafing the assault force on the flanks with their 30mm cannons ripping through tank armor before making a break from the assault heading to safety for the other strike aircraft to take their shots at the enemies infantry platoons with bombing runs. General Anderson himself saw GDI marked F-35 flew in and dropped off their Small Diameter Bombs against the enemy laser tanks one at a time, blowing up their vehicles from above and thinning out the enemy ranks. And in the process, C-5 and other jumbo jets were seen coming into the battlefield to drop off various GDI and Orion reinforcements to hit the enemy flanks.
A massive amount of the Orion teams had come in. They had the same color of parachute the GDI had with them, but it was still quite easy to see them from far away as even while they were falling the darker colors of their armor were easy to make out. As each of them touched the ground they didn't hesitate to get to work and quickly move into cover. "There's your backup. Oh and Jason. I kept my end of the deal sweety." Caprice said now watching many of the soldiers of Orion's Sword move to the enemy flank. The CABAL force as a whole felt a sudden quick blitz surge of Orion forces. Squads led by more of the advanced round helmet soldiers while other lower ranked soldiers in the tan armor ran with their higher officer. The clearly bullpup FAMAS styled assault rifles they had began to shoot at near pinpoint accuracy at a decent range while they stormed further towards the amusement park.
"Hostile contacts on our flanks! Shift fire now!" The CABAL forces quickly fell from the fire of Orion forces while the other began to move their tanks out from the main body to engage Orion troops, only to be hit by GDI ATGM teams supporting their Orion allies while then, GDI M8 AGS tanks began to cruise across the highway and the open fields around them to take up firing positions on a hill nearby to suppress them. Seeing themselves being hammered, the CABAL began to fall back to cut their losses but no Burton. He ploughed through into the gates of Disneyland with his personal laser tank shooting the beam at a cafe where a squad of GDI troops were sheltering, the beam tore through the facade of the building and brought down the outer area of the cafe. The survivors were seen scurrying away to a better position.
"Aww hell no, not this time!" Girain growled as she tossed down her MK17 rifle before leaping off the merchandise roof and landed on top of Burton's tank and slammed her fist into the tank's engine, using her Godzillian strength, she pried the engine block out of the vehicle and tossed it aside leaving the tank to lose control and slammed into a theater.
Hera leaped off of the roof of the merchandise shack as well. As soon as she landed the ground around her cracked into a hundred cracks all pointing away from her. On the ground however were many of the merchandising made for Disneyland. Now all burnt and charred from the tank's laser based attack. Many of the figures and plushes were of Girain causing Hera to huff out. "Well we lost at lead several hundred dollars worth of your merchandise. Granted it wasn't every good." Hera said as her whip slid out of the palm of her right hand. She grabbed onto its hilt as soon as it left from her arm. She cracked it in the air and approached the laser tank while in the background the sounds of gun popping and cracking were accompanied by the sounds of soldiers shouting orders, and in pain.
"You want the best, here I am!" Said Colonel Burton as he came out of the tank and punched Girain in her face, causing her to stagger back slightly before he grabbed a fire axe to fight her. "Come on punk!" The colonel arrogantly taunted her before lunging at her swinging the axe to get a slash at her. Only to miss at the very last minute a bit too often for his own liking, he then swung his axe again to slash Girain's shoulder only to narrowly miss her and hit the side of his tank's laser turret. Girain then threw a punch at his face and knocked him back away from her before making a tail swipe causing him to fall off the vehicle and onto the tiled floor of the Disney theater.
"What is this man on? Do you have no fear, or are you a narrow minded idiot?" Hera chided cracking her whip again in the air. She rolled forwards and grabbed Burton's ankle before pulling him up into the air. She then let go making him fall, but he felt his entire gut lashed at by the force fo her whip. Hera having spun around impacted burton with the blunt of her whip leaving a nasty bruise in Burton's torso while flinging him back. "And how do you survive a punch delivered by her? Godzillian strength isn't to be taken lightly…" Hera warned. From the side of her thighs the purple plated armor swung open revealing black colored thruster units.
In Between the armor plate and the thruster was a piece of still living flesh made possible due the complex cybernetic system Hera was made with. Red colored tubes semed to help flow her blood as seen between many different organized wires leading to her flesh. However some of the wires started to glow blue which all led to the top of the thruster units. Form the dish of the thruster a bright blue colored amtoc flame charged Hera fowars showing her thrusters were all powered by her own godzillian body. On her back between her shoulder and dorsal plates more smaller sized thrusters were seen firing a flame of blue fire while she shred at the colonel.
"Needs an attitude adjustment!" The colonel blurted out to Girain and Hera as he struggled against the two sister units, only to have Girain threw a punch at Burton's face this time it knocked him flying back and landed on his back before he fell down the stairs of the theater's screening booth. He rose up at the end of staircase and looked at Girain and Hera bruised and battered. He seemed to come forward in a half dead manner before falling over unconscious. "No...obstacles…" Said Burton but he was croaking in a strangely mechanical manner. "What the hell?" Girain remarked, she knelt down to his and grabbed him by his head and yanked it, this revealed his true nature, a robot similar to Carleen. A robot impersonating a human with a detachable head for ease of maintenance. His remarks the whole time wouldn't sound off at all in context.
Hera herself lifted up the rest of the colonel's body and huffed out. "So that explains how his head didn't exploded into a million gooey pieces when you punched him. Oh well." hera said. She slung the rest of Burton over her right shoulder and held the mechanical colonel by the backs of his legs before making her way out of the theater. Simply walking through and crushing many of the chairs in her way. "Let's get this body… and we even describe it as that? Well… Let's just get him… It back to someone who can probe his memory card. We can get some information off of it." Hera stated.
"Let's just get out of here, I hate to imagine the guys behind this thing is someone who wants a creepy British android that infects you with deadly parasites." Said Girain with a sigh as she exited the theater seeing the GDI and Orion evacuating the tourists and guests of Disneyland to safeties, Jason was with his children leading them away from the main group out to a clearing where he can expect a private helicopter of Osborn or at least Osborn himself to escort his children to safety. "Come on guys let's go, we're going to meet Uncle Osborn, for now, he's the safest man I know and he can keep you safe." Said Jason as he led his children with him while holding his youngest daughter in his hands.
But as Girain and Hera exited the theater, the two were almost immediately swarmed by a pack of Disney lawyers and executives handing out contracts to Hera asking her for permission to use her likeness for their future Disney Princess Products and other tied in Medias such as Movies, games, animated TV Shows and so on. Other contracts were given to Girain asking for her to give the greenlight for the new movie by Disney staring her.
Hera however snarled to the many executives finding them too painful to even bother killing. "Please move. I'm on a different side now so destroying you would be classified as a 'no-no.' I can change my mind. And-" Hera however made a quick glimpse at one of the contracts seeing it was already a sort of ball and chain for her. Her name, her life, and somehow her privacy could be jeopardized by signing it due to the complexities of the contracts many snags and copyright issues. It all just made her head hurt just by thinking about it as she pushed them away. "No. i don't' want to be depicted as a Mary Sue right now. I rather be the Queen bitch i still am right now." Hera said taking Girain's hand and dragging her along to keep up. "Come on. Let's not give them any more ideas sis." Hera said firmly.
"Yeah let's go like pronto." Said Girain with a shaken remark as she and Hera went out to a nearby Truck and handed in the robot Burton to the GDI men on the bed to secure the cargo. "Let's get some room, we're going to grow back to our old sizes soon." Said Girain to Hera in a very cautious tone as they went out of the theme park towards the open ground nearby. There, they sat down for several minutes as their bodies began to expand and grow in size again, turning the two back to their Kaiju size for others to see as Rex Units were being sighted entering the area.
Leaning the pack of Rex Units was Stuka who upon seeing Girain lowered his weapon pointing the barrels of his HK G36 towards the ground while much of his body seemed to relax. His shoulder lowered slightly while his bionic legs lowered slightly. Hera made a smug grin at Girain and tapped her on the shoulder. "Looks like lover boy is happy to see you." Hera teased. After her tease Chrsitne out of her siblings came up to Stuka and grabbed both side of his head before making rough stroking motion back and forth rough housing with him and teasing him harder. "Awwww how cute aunty! I think i saw his tail waggin for you too! Are you happy Stuka?" Christine said in a higher tone while Stuka having his head messed with groaned partly due to his own embarrassment.
"It's alright Stuka, I'm just glad that you're here with us now." Said Girain in a calm and soft loving tone before proceeding to hug him tenderly into her chest. She gently laid his head and cheek against her chest before rubbing her muzzle against his own and kissed his forehead. "I'm glad that you guys are all here. We're going to need all the help we can get to turn this around. First thing first, Push back the CABAL." Said Girain to the Rex Units present there as she let go of Stuka.
Stuka back up and nodded to Girain while looking back to the rest of his squad. The nine other identical Rex Units perked up, and split up into teams of 5. Early they were the size of about half of a normal platoon, but with Girain, Hera, Maquinyu and Zillaryu there they could at least achieve about three quarters of a platoon size. Zillaryu and Maquiniyu both moved up behind the squad of former Orion Rex Units with Maquinyu sighing. "Man these guys can move fast when they really need to. Or want to. Hey we all ready here. Any other robo-pendejos? Maybe bar-b-que eva unit, or something worse for us/ Come On. I wanna fight!" Maquinuyu said.
"First thing first we need to head West and push out the enemies. Our job is to spearhead the assault on Vegas, that's where the bulk of the CABAL forces are concentrated at. Then...we'll finish them then and there." Said Girain as she used a hologram display to show them the location of the enemy troops movement with the majority of the enemy forces concentrating on Las Vegas Nevada. The group themselves can make a cross country advance and easily cut through the enemy lines and reach Vegas to wipe the floor with them. But that would leave the more finesse human forces of Task Force Chimera behind and struggle to keep up with what amount to their armored spearheads of the Kaiju Warfare era.
Taking this into account Stuka cocked his head to the side to Girain confused for a moment. "They seem ill equipped to endure this fight. The CABAL lacks any real kaiju of their own. Calculating a distance of about 331 miles from current ostion to Las Vegas Nevada. Estimated time for Rex Unit travel without transport, about 2 hours. Infantry forces by way of logistical vehicle 5 hours. Estimates calculated without the situation going into a conflict." Stuka stated. Zillaryu confirmed his statements with a short nod. "He's right. All estimates are correct. There is an undetermined possibility we may come across a conflict on the way there. Without any type of mecha on the CABAL forces side they aren't going to last." Zillaryu said. "Oh I give em like 1 minute." Maquinyu quipped. "I give them less than that. Let's get running!" Christine said in an excited tone.
