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Onto the story.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Mechwarrior or any of it's units. (Mech's, vehicles, jumpships, ect.) I only own the idea for this fic and all made-up characters I add.
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Chapter 4
In a battlefield, a man's worst traits are exposed.
Countryside of Tepha Tepha, Schedar Prefecture IV, Republic of the Sphere 15 October 3132
Private Thomas Flynn felt another wave of heat enter his cockpit as he released another discharge from his ER PPC. The man-made lightning struck the Koshi's left torso, splintering armor off the humanoid machine. The Steel Wolf pilot inside, managed to keep his Mech balanced on its feet.
"Damn."
Flynn cursed through clenched teeth.
"The Wolf will not go down!"
Mark Holing, the pilot of the Spider, however, was facing a more difficult problem. Both the Black Hawk and the Forestrymech MOD, had decided to attack him directly. The Black Hawk unleashed a barrage of laser fire from six of its twelve ER medium lasers. And all six beams melted off armor on the Spiders right leg. Holings Spider had ruptured heavily as the leg of his Mech tore out from under him and his Mech fell backwards, snapping trees in half as it went.
As though to take the Spiders place, the Legionnaire opened fire with its Mydron Model RC Rotary Autocannon at the Black Hawk's rear side. Armor- piercing slugs dug deeply into the rear shoulder area, spewing components out as though the limb was vomiting.
"This is 'Chain-Gun'. 'Widow' is down. I repeat, 'Widow' is down."
Britney reported just as she heard her autocannon reload. Aligning her crosshairs onto the enemy Mech, she fired again. The Black Hawk pilot was unfortunate. The Legionnaire had a perfect side view of the Steel Wolves cockpit, and her second attack riddled the glass apart and the pilot inside, leaving the OmniMech to die on it's feet.
Vincent was starting to feel the heat in his cockpit rise as he entered the combat zone. His coolant vest barely keeping his body cool. And the sweat in his eyes didn't help either. He just caught Britney's Legionnaire making a fatal blow against a Black Hawk. To which impressed him. He glanced at the other two enemy Mechs and decided to attack the Forestrymech MOD. It bore a similar resemblance to his Argomech MOD. Both were humanoid shaped that had their right arms replaced with autocannons, and a blade on the left. However, the Forestrymech MOD had a Shredder Industrial Chain-saw, which had a longer reach than his Rotary saw. Also, Vincent noticed the Mech's cockpit was painted to look like it was wearing a 19 century hokey mask, and across it's chest in red paint, was the name 'JASON' on it that looked like it was painted in blood. Vincent squeezed the trigger and his autocannon spewed its slugs. The Forestrymech MOD received the damage across its leg, and the pilot returned fire. Vincent's Argomech MOD shook violently as the shells riddled armor off his Mech's torso.
"Feet, try to disable their Mechs."
Vincent ordered as he wiped sweat from his face. He pulled back on the throttle to make his Mech step backwards, trying to keep a distance between himself and the menacing chainsaw the Forestrymech MOD was armed with. Though it kept it's pace by following him, it fired again, however, Vincent's momentum kept the shells from actually hitting him.
Two Cavalier Battle Armors hopped up behind the Forestrymech MOD and began to scale up its left leg like rock-climbers. The pilot of the Mech discovered them and swung it's deadly chain-saw roughly at them. It looked like it was trying to brush off ants from it's leg, but the infantry proved to be more cunning, as they jumped from the saw, and used their Jump Jets to rebound back towards the Mechs knee. Quickly, the two wedged a satchel charge into the joint, and jumped away just as the two mines exploded on both sides of the knee joint. The pilot of the Mech fought to keep his Mech upright, but with the violent shutter from the duel explosions on it's limb, the Forestrymech MOD collapsed face-first. Vincent waited until the Battle Armor had distanced themselves before he fired another chain of slugs into the disabled Mechs back.
Peeling armor away effortlessly, the autocannon dug deep into the Forestrymech MOD's spine until the Mech power plant was exposed, and few more rounds later, and the Mech's back erupted in both flame and smoke as the it's heart was destroyed.
Barely having time to catch his breath, Vincent looks up just in time to notice the Koshi rising up on a pillar of white plasma. As it rose, it fired a pair of ER medium lasers at the Swordsworn Centurion. However, both beams missed there mark.
"Feet, disengage. All Mechs engage the Koshi!!"
Vincent ordered. As the Battle Armor retreated to a safer location, their bigger brothers advanced forward to the air-borne OmniMech.
The Koshi hit its jets a second time just before it landed, to soften the blow of a 25-ton machine crashing to the ground. Amazingly, the pilot was able to keep the Mech on its feet; however, it wasn't able to react quickly enough. Private Stephen Bowmen, pilot of the Centurion, fired the LB 10-X autocannon that made up his Mechs right arm at the Koshi. The shells scattered up the smaller Mechs chest and had struck the Steel Wolves emblem on the Koshi's left breast. The pilot considered the attack on his emblem a personal insult as he counter attacked with both its ER small and medium lasers. Three beams of energy carved into the Centurions right side. Private Bowmen spat in disgust as he launched a flight of ten LRM's. Five missiles missed, two hit the Koshi's left shoulder, and the remaining three struck its torso. It chest was blackened and heavily damaged, it wouldn't survive another attack. However, Lt Vincent Shanner, and Pvt Thomas Flynn would make sure the Steel Wolf went down.
Both the Argomech MOD and the Panther fired in unison. Vincent's autocannon tearing off the remaining armor off the Koshi's chest and seconds later, followed by Flynns ER PPC, which had reached the reactor of the Mech and damaged it beyond repair. A panel was thrown from the top of the Koshi's cockpit and the command chair ejected from it, just as the Mech exploded underneath it's pilot. A parafoil was opened and the chair slowly drifted back to the ground, where the Cavalier Battle Armor would be waiting for him, with weapons ready.
"Sergeant. I want the pilot alive if possible."
Vincent ordered, to which he heard Kilees reply.
"Yes sir."
"And send someone to check on Holings. Let me know if we need a medic out here."
"Roger sir."
And Vincent watched one of the Battle Armored infantry rise on his or her jump jets towards Holings disabled Spider. Vincent hoped Holings was alright, but wouldn't mourn over him if he died. It was a difficult choice for a Commanding officer, to refrain from expressing grief at the loss of someone who served him. Lt Shanner has dealt with dead comrades before, and this would be the same if Holings didn't survive.
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Well? I hope this chapter was enough to satisfy your reading pleasure. Please let me know what you thought of it, and if I should continue.
Until Next Time ^_^
Theo~
Also, I do thank those who do read my stories and actually enjoy them. Thanks again.
Onto the story.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Mechwarrior or any of it's units. (Mech's, vehicles, jumpships, ect.) I only own the idea for this fic and all made-up characters I add.
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Chapter 4
In a battlefield, a man's worst traits are exposed.
Countryside of Tepha Tepha, Schedar Prefecture IV, Republic of the Sphere 15 October 3132
Private Thomas Flynn felt another wave of heat enter his cockpit as he released another discharge from his ER PPC. The man-made lightning struck the Koshi's left torso, splintering armor off the humanoid machine. The Steel Wolf pilot inside, managed to keep his Mech balanced on its feet.
"Damn."
Flynn cursed through clenched teeth.
"The Wolf will not go down!"
Mark Holing, the pilot of the Spider, however, was facing a more difficult problem. Both the Black Hawk and the Forestrymech MOD, had decided to attack him directly. The Black Hawk unleashed a barrage of laser fire from six of its twelve ER medium lasers. And all six beams melted off armor on the Spiders right leg. Holings Spider had ruptured heavily as the leg of his Mech tore out from under him and his Mech fell backwards, snapping trees in half as it went.
As though to take the Spiders place, the Legionnaire opened fire with its Mydron Model RC Rotary Autocannon at the Black Hawk's rear side. Armor- piercing slugs dug deeply into the rear shoulder area, spewing components out as though the limb was vomiting.
"This is 'Chain-Gun'. 'Widow' is down. I repeat, 'Widow' is down."
Britney reported just as she heard her autocannon reload. Aligning her crosshairs onto the enemy Mech, she fired again. The Black Hawk pilot was unfortunate. The Legionnaire had a perfect side view of the Steel Wolves cockpit, and her second attack riddled the glass apart and the pilot inside, leaving the OmniMech to die on it's feet.
Vincent was starting to feel the heat in his cockpit rise as he entered the combat zone. His coolant vest barely keeping his body cool. And the sweat in his eyes didn't help either. He just caught Britney's Legionnaire making a fatal blow against a Black Hawk. To which impressed him. He glanced at the other two enemy Mechs and decided to attack the Forestrymech MOD. It bore a similar resemblance to his Argomech MOD. Both were humanoid shaped that had their right arms replaced with autocannons, and a blade on the left. However, the Forestrymech MOD had a Shredder Industrial Chain-saw, which had a longer reach than his Rotary saw. Also, Vincent noticed the Mech's cockpit was painted to look like it was wearing a 19 century hokey mask, and across it's chest in red paint, was the name 'JASON' on it that looked like it was painted in blood. Vincent squeezed the trigger and his autocannon spewed its slugs. The Forestrymech MOD received the damage across its leg, and the pilot returned fire. Vincent's Argomech MOD shook violently as the shells riddled armor off his Mech's torso.
"Feet, try to disable their Mechs."
Vincent ordered as he wiped sweat from his face. He pulled back on the throttle to make his Mech step backwards, trying to keep a distance between himself and the menacing chainsaw the Forestrymech MOD was armed with. Though it kept it's pace by following him, it fired again, however, Vincent's momentum kept the shells from actually hitting him.
Two Cavalier Battle Armors hopped up behind the Forestrymech MOD and began to scale up its left leg like rock-climbers. The pilot of the Mech discovered them and swung it's deadly chain-saw roughly at them. It looked like it was trying to brush off ants from it's leg, but the infantry proved to be more cunning, as they jumped from the saw, and used their Jump Jets to rebound back towards the Mechs knee. Quickly, the two wedged a satchel charge into the joint, and jumped away just as the two mines exploded on both sides of the knee joint. The pilot of the Mech fought to keep his Mech upright, but with the violent shutter from the duel explosions on it's limb, the Forestrymech MOD collapsed face-first. Vincent waited until the Battle Armor had distanced themselves before he fired another chain of slugs into the disabled Mechs back.
Peeling armor away effortlessly, the autocannon dug deep into the Forestrymech MOD's spine until the Mech power plant was exposed, and few more rounds later, and the Mech's back erupted in both flame and smoke as the it's heart was destroyed.
Barely having time to catch his breath, Vincent looks up just in time to notice the Koshi rising up on a pillar of white plasma. As it rose, it fired a pair of ER medium lasers at the Swordsworn Centurion. However, both beams missed there mark.
"Feet, disengage. All Mechs engage the Koshi!!"
Vincent ordered. As the Battle Armor retreated to a safer location, their bigger brothers advanced forward to the air-borne OmniMech.
The Koshi hit its jets a second time just before it landed, to soften the blow of a 25-ton machine crashing to the ground. Amazingly, the pilot was able to keep the Mech on its feet; however, it wasn't able to react quickly enough. Private Stephen Bowmen, pilot of the Centurion, fired the LB 10-X autocannon that made up his Mechs right arm at the Koshi. The shells scattered up the smaller Mechs chest and had struck the Steel Wolves emblem on the Koshi's left breast. The pilot considered the attack on his emblem a personal insult as he counter attacked with both its ER small and medium lasers. Three beams of energy carved into the Centurions right side. Private Bowmen spat in disgust as he launched a flight of ten LRM's. Five missiles missed, two hit the Koshi's left shoulder, and the remaining three struck its torso. It chest was blackened and heavily damaged, it wouldn't survive another attack. However, Lt Vincent Shanner, and Pvt Thomas Flynn would make sure the Steel Wolf went down.
Both the Argomech MOD and the Panther fired in unison. Vincent's autocannon tearing off the remaining armor off the Koshi's chest and seconds later, followed by Flynns ER PPC, which had reached the reactor of the Mech and damaged it beyond repair. A panel was thrown from the top of the Koshi's cockpit and the command chair ejected from it, just as the Mech exploded underneath it's pilot. A parafoil was opened and the chair slowly drifted back to the ground, where the Cavalier Battle Armor would be waiting for him, with weapons ready.
"Sergeant. I want the pilot alive if possible."
Vincent ordered, to which he heard Kilees reply.
"Yes sir."
"And send someone to check on Holings. Let me know if we need a medic out here."
"Roger sir."
And Vincent watched one of the Battle Armored infantry rise on his or her jump jets towards Holings disabled Spider. Vincent hoped Holings was alright, but wouldn't mourn over him if he died. It was a difficult choice for a Commanding officer, to refrain from expressing grief at the loss of someone who served him. Lt Shanner has dealt with dead comrades before, and this would be the same if Holings didn't survive.
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Well? I hope this chapter was enough to satisfy your reading pleasure. Please let me know what you thought of it, and if I should continue.
Until Next Time ^_^
Theo~