"Dammit! We lost Derek! Myk, go and retrieve Lynn. Be careful
though, we don't want you to run into any AC or MT squads," Travis said.
He turned on the comm. channel, "Lynn, hang tight, I'm sending a 'friend'."
"Friend? Daddy, what friend?" Lynn asked through the comm. channel.
"You'll see," Travis replied.
'Friend'? Well, at least he accepts me. I walked back to my AC and climbed in.
"Welcome back Myk, engage combat mode?"
"Affirmative! We're retrieving Lynn. Put Lynn's AC marker on my HUD."
An orange dot appeared on the middle left of my HUD. It said "AC Shadow: 6.2 km". I activated overboosters and zoomed down the street. There were barricades with gun emplacements, along with wreckage. I boosted over them. I bet I'll really surprise Lynn.
"Converging on AC Shadow's location," said my computer.
"Disengage overboost!" I said.
My AC slowed down. There was Lynn's AC, well, actually it wasn't hers, I guess she borrowed it from someone.
"Myk? Is that you? What the hell are you doing here?" Lynn said.
"Yeah, I've been drafted too. Your dad was nice enough to send me here to get you," I said.
"Hehe, well we're supposed to push this battle front as far as we can get it into the hostile area. You wanna be my wingman?" Lynn asked. I'll be her man.
"Yeah, I'll be your man," I said. Aw damn! Stupid subconscious! "I mean I'll be your wingman!"
"Hehe, alright, we go this way," Lynn walked down the street.
~
"AC detected. Martian AC," said my computer.
"Hey! Over there! It's that other Martian AC!" I said. The heavyweight AC was colored red, well colored red in the little toothpicks of armor he had left. The AC was propped against a building and using the rocket launcher as a cane.
"We can capture him for interrogation," Lynn said.
"Yeah, but how are we going to bring that heavy AC back with us without it breaking up?" I asked.
"I studied Martian AC engineering, the pilot cockpit is in the head, so we can cut the head off and just carry it."
"Oh, well, I knew that,"
"Hehe!"
We walked over to him, guns drawn in case he tried to shoot us with his rocket launcher.
"Ah, the cavalry has arrived!" screamed the Martian pilot, "Shoot me now, this world is going to burn in hell! The disorder unit army has arrived!" He's obviously gone insane. Probably too much oxygen.
"Shut up!" I said.
"What's this about the disorder unit army?" Lynn asked.
"Genius here told me to shut up," replied the Martian.
"Arrite, speak up," I said.
"Klein's fellowship ordered the capture of as many disorder units on Mars and send them to earth," said the Martian, "The disorder units will kill us all!" He began to show fear in his voice.
"Whatever, we're taking you in for interrogation," I said, "Lynn, off with his head!" That was kind of fun to say.
Lynn activated her laser blade and began picking away at the neck of the heavyweight AC. The head was bolted on tight, so it took a while. Meanwhile, I looked out for this disorder unit army. I looked on my radar. Two ACs behind me, Lynn and the Martian, but then wait, some movement coming down the street! A little spider-like unit emerged from the yellowish smog. I went up to it.
"Why hello there!" I said. It was like a little robo dog. It was painted green and was about the size of a car. It had for legs and a single eye in the middle.
"AHHHHHH! THEYRE HERE!!!!" screamed the Martian. What the hell is his problem? I looked at the disorder unit. It was kinda cute! I started scratching its top like it was a puppy.
"Aww look, he likes it!" I joked. The Martian began flailing his ACs limbs around, but then stopped when Lynn's laser blade disconnected the wire.
"NOO DON'T TOUCH IT!!!" screamed the Martian. This guy is definitely crazy. I don't think he would be useful in interrogation.
"These are your so-called 'disorder units'?" I asked. Then the disorder unit looked up, and fired a single green beam at me. The damage was probably less than one AP, but it chipped the paint at the very tip of my core, the most difficult place to repaint!
"Bastard!" I said. I picked up the disorder unit by a leg, "So you Martian folks are scared of things this tiny? Look at this! I bet I could chuck it pretty far!" The disorder unit started squirming, trying to be released. I tossed it up and back into my hand. I started juggling it from one hand to the other, "You Martians get your fancy-shmancy technology and energy weapons from that green little spitball?" I taunted.
"AHHH!!!!!!! NOOO!!!!" the Martian has lost his mind.
"You Martians are a scared of such weird things," I teased. I started tossing the disorder unit higher and higher in the air.
"Hey Myk, maybe you shouldn't do that, just in case he is right," Lynn said.
"Are you kidding, this thing is fun to play with!" I tossed it ahead of me, raised my machine gun, and fired at it.
"Damn! I missed!" I went up to the disorder unit, who was trying to run away as fast as it can. I raised my foot, about to step on the thing, when my radar bleeped.
"Friend? Daddy, what friend?" Lynn asked through the comm. channel.
"You'll see," Travis replied.
'Friend'? Well, at least he accepts me. I walked back to my AC and climbed in.
"Welcome back Myk, engage combat mode?"
"Affirmative! We're retrieving Lynn. Put Lynn's AC marker on my HUD."
An orange dot appeared on the middle left of my HUD. It said "AC Shadow: 6.2 km". I activated overboosters and zoomed down the street. There were barricades with gun emplacements, along with wreckage. I boosted over them. I bet I'll really surprise Lynn.
"Converging on AC Shadow's location," said my computer.
"Disengage overboost!" I said.
My AC slowed down. There was Lynn's AC, well, actually it wasn't hers, I guess she borrowed it from someone.
"Myk? Is that you? What the hell are you doing here?" Lynn said.
"Yeah, I've been drafted too. Your dad was nice enough to send me here to get you," I said.
"Hehe, well we're supposed to push this battle front as far as we can get it into the hostile area. You wanna be my wingman?" Lynn asked. I'll be her man.
"Yeah, I'll be your man," I said. Aw damn! Stupid subconscious! "I mean I'll be your wingman!"
"Hehe, alright, we go this way," Lynn walked down the street.
~
"AC detected. Martian AC," said my computer.
"Hey! Over there! It's that other Martian AC!" I said. The heavyweight AC was colored red, well colored red in the little toothpicks of armor he had left. The AC was propped against a building and using the rocket launcher as a cane.
"We can capture him for interrogation," Lynn said.
"Yeah, but how are we going to bring that heavy AC back with us without it breaking up?" I asked.
"I studied Martian AC engineering, the pilot cockpit is in the head, so we can cut the head off and just carry it."
"Oh, well, I knew that,"
"Hehe!"
We walked over to him, guns drawn in case he tried to shoot us with his rocket launcher.
"Ah, the cavalry has arrived!" screamed the Martian pilot, "Shoot me now, this world is going to burn in hell! The disorder unit army has arrived!" He's obviously gone insane. Probably too much oxygen.
"Shut up!" I said.
"What's this about the disorder unit army?" Lynn asked.
"Genius here told me to shut up," replied the Martian.
"Arrite, speak up," I said.
"Klein's fellowship ordered the capture of as many disorder units on Mars and send them to earth," said the Martian, "The disorder units will kill us all!" He began to show fear in his voice.
"Whatever, we're taking you in for interrogation," I said, "Lynn, off with his head!" That was kind of fun to say.
Lynn activated her laser blade and began picking away at the neck of the heavyweight AC. The head was bolted on tight, so it took a while. Meanwhile, I looked out for this disorder unit army. I looked on my radar. Two ACs behind me, Lynn and the Martian, but then wait, some movement coming down the street! A little spider-like unit emerged from the yellowish smog. I went up to it.
"Why hello there!" I said. It was like a little robo dog. It was painted green and was about the size of a car. It had for legs and a single eye in the middle.
"AHHHHHH! THEYRE HERE!!!!" screamed the Martian. What the hell is his problem? I looked at the disorder unit. It was kinda cute! I started scratching its top like it was a puppy.
"Aww look, he likes it!" I joked. The Martian began flailing his ACs limbs around, but then stopped when Lynn's laser blade disconnected the wire.
"NOO DON'T TOUCH IT!!!" screamed the Martian. This guy is definitely crazy. I don't think he would be useful in interrogation.
"These are your so-called 'disorder units'?" I asked. Then the disorder unit looked up, and fired a single green beam at me. The damage was probably less than one AP, but it chipped the paint at the very tip of my core, the most difficult place to repaint!
"Bastard!" I said. I picked up the disorder unit by a leg, "So you Martian folks are scared of things this tiny? Look at this! I bet I could chuck it pretty far!" The disorder unit started squirming, trying to be released. I tossed it up and back into my hand. I started juggling it from one hand to the other, "You Martians get your fancy-shmancy technology and energy weapons from that green little spitball?" I taunted.
"AHHH!!!!!!! NOOO!!!!" the Martian has lost his mind.
"You Martians are a scared of such weird things," I teased. I started tossing the disorder unit higher and higher in the air.
"Hey Myk, maybe you shouldn't do that, just in case he is right," Lynn said.
"Are you kidding, this thing is fun to play with!" I tossed it ahead of me, raised my machine gun, and fired at it.
"Damn! I missed!" I went up to the disorder unit, who was trying to run away as fast as it can. I raised my foot, about to step on the thing, when my radar bleeped.