Battle at Frostbite Base: Chapter 4


Ryan was cracking up.

"Since when do pirates have commanders? You're either not a pirate, or the wussiest one I've ever met. Bring it on!"

Confident that the new enemy didn't stand a chance against the ultimate Nova. Ryan stepped away from the hangar side and advanced towards the communications radar dish near the command center, or somewhere near there. Suddenly, the Nova jerked forward harshly. Something incredibly powerful must have struck the rear torso! Ryan twisted the torso around as much as possible. He wasn't surprised to see the self-proclaimed pirate hiding in the shadows of a nearby building (it was close to morning by now). The damn sneak. Ryan was too busy laughing to realize that the pirate had snuck around behind him. The pirate was riding around in a huge Daishi, and from the looks of it, it was fully armed. But before Ryan could react to the attack, the Daishi fired what seems to be an LBX 20, judging from the range (they were both quite close) and the amount of armor it shredded off from the left torso and left leg. The damage indicators looked terrible to Ryan.

"But of course! All this was too good to be true." Ryan thought to himself. "Nova Cats are generally built with reflective armor. This is gonna get tricky."

Ryan quickly jammed the fire button and fired one of the ER lasers right onto the center torso of the Daishi, causing it to rock back for just a moment. This rocking movement caused the pirate to miss the next shot. A scattershot wasted in the air. Ryan maxed the Nova's speeds, and having the torso twisted still, fired a couple more blasts at the Daishi to screw up it's stability for a while longer while Ryan got out of the range of ballistics. Hopefully, the bastard didn't bring any bad-ass gauss rifles or huge missile payloads. The Nova's speeds outclassed that of the Daishi's, and as soon as he was about 800 meters away, he turned the Nova around, stopped it cold, and aimed.. anywhere.. because now it was getting pretty foggy, and the nearby buildings would give the pirate more cover since he was in a slow mech and hiding between them.

BLAM. Multiple types of weapons were nailing the Nova. Lasers were striking at torsos, while ballistic weapons were chewing up the armor on the legs. How could anyone possibly see anything in the thick fog?

"Target spo...e..d at na.. gam.. a."

This could be just it.

"Cle..r the co.. damn it!"

There was a rat nearby and if Ryan didn't take it out, he would be finished. He couldn't just go blasting his weapons at the Daishi because he would get blown away by those ballistic weapons. There just had to be a way. Ryan decided to cirle around the base and back near the mech hangars, hopefully undected so far. This was a long process since he couldn't max the speeds on the Nova for fear of being heard running around. Ryan managed to reach the hangar safely. He had an idea. He would terminate the rat the same way he did with the first scout, but with a twist. He armed the Nova's self destruct. Ryan departed the Nova and made a mad rush for his good old Dual, because if that Nova went out too fast, he'd be fried too. By the time Ryan had settled back into the Dual, he realized that the Nova hadn't blown. This was luck from Ryan as he forgot that if the hangar went out WITH the Nova, the Dual would go out with it too.

"Phew. I thought I was a goner. What a stupid idea," Ryan said.

The Dual was missing it's left arm, but it could probably manage with two less lasers. A new idea popped into Ryan's head. If he could destroy the Nova himself while the pirates were in there, he might take them both out. He proceeded to the center of the hangar.

It took a while, but loud noises indicated that the Daishi was nearby. Something else was there too. Quick, metallic sounds let Ryan know that the scout was nearby too. But where? Ryan heard jump jet sounds. Then, metal sounds on the roof of the hangar. So the scout was on top, and the Daishi covered the ground. What Ryan assumed was that the scout would just stay up there in case Ryan left, and try to jet into the cockpit. Ryan was going to teach the scout a new meaning for Death From Above. An ER beam zapped across the Nova Cat's legs. But.. why were they attacking the Nova? Ryan figured that they thought he was in there, and destroying the speedy legs would cripple it. Even the scout was firing it's few machine gun arrays from the roof, right into the head area. The arrays were being fired at a 90 degree angle, which meant.. the scout was right over the Nova Cat. An idea cracked open.

Ryan made a run for the hangar doors on the back side of the hangar. Upon seeing this, the enraged pirate changed it's target and was firing it's beams at the Dual (because the LBX were still reloading).

"Hold your fire! The enemy is enemy isn't on that thing you idiot!" Shouted the pirate on his com, to the scout.

"NOW!" Ryan cried as turned the Dual around and placed it on reverse. With only one of his own LBX having any ammo left, he Alpha Fired the last of his weapons and beam weapons on the ceiling area over the Nova Cat. That area in the roof tore itself apart under the weight of the scout mech, which came crashing through. No amount of jump jets would be able to stop that fall. Ryan turned around, and ran the Dual as far as possible. There wasn't much else he could do.

"NOOOOOO!!!! AHHHHHHHH!"

The scout came crashing on top of the Nova Cat. It knocked it down near the Daishi as it was turning around to get away. The self destruct kicked in the Nova Cat exploded like a mini-nuclear bomb, incinerating the scout on contact, and causing the Daishi's systems to screw up and ALSO self destruct, which caused the entire hangar and everything in it to be blown sky high. Debris was chucked everywhere. Luckily, the whole process took long enough for Ryan to get far. Sure, the debris even reached him and damaged the Dual by smashing into it, but it survived. Unfortunately, the base was in ruins now.

A dropship landed on the outskirts of the forest near the base. That would be Ryan's ride. He set the Dual a course towards the ship and walked away a proud mechwarrior.

End.