"Mission coordinates located. Dropping off ACs." I was free-falling next to Pot Shot. I could see my team on the ground below. Irish Wizard and Falling Storm came into view. The truck was pretty close to the mission boundaries, I guess it was so the enemies did not destroy our ammo. It was a simple objective, destroy everything and get out. I turned my AC.
Before we went into the battle grounds, me and Irish Wizard made sure to get missile locks. If we could keep this fight at a range, there would be less damage to the ACs. Ammo was no problem, we just needed to keep our AP high. We boosted up and launched our volleys of missiles. 4 MTs down. These guys had no armor. I hid behind a canyon, getting locks. When I had four locks I would strafe out and shoot. Pot shot was staying out of range, firing off his NIGHT. Irish Wizard was popping up from behind the canyon, dodging anything shot at him, and then shooting off missiles. Falling Storm was flying up high, raining machine gun and spread howitzer death to the MTs below.
Only 50 MTs were still alive. I was out of missiles. I dropped an ECM pod. I was to far away to lock on with my grenade launcher, I just used my manual sites. I shot a grenade, hitting the target and blowing it up instantly. Falling Storm and Irish Wizard flew to the ammo truck. Pot Shot would provide cover fire, and was going to boost into the base and destroy it from the inside. That way I could kill MTs in the base. Around 40 MTs were remaining. Pot Shot was out of ammo. He flew to the ammo truck. I made it to the door of the base. It didn't open. It wasn't too strong so I shot it down with my grenade launcher. "Holy shit!" I made it into the base. There were over 300 MTs in there. And most were online. I couldn't do anything. I spotted the main generator that was supplying power to make these MTs. I grenade shot took it down. It exploded violently. Many MTs were destroyed in the explosion. The building started to crumble. I Over Boosted towards the opposite end of the door. The area behind me was starting to fall. I raised my shield at the last second, and crashed through the wall.
"Are you alright RoadKill?" Falling Storm was outside of the building. "We took care of all the MTs out here. Good job killing all of those MTs in there!" All MTs were crushed in the building. I was low on everything but slug gun, which I was full on. With three grenades left I wouldn't last long. A heli-copter squad was coming in. I switched to my slug gun, as did falling storm. We shot in harmony. The two wide-spread slug guns together had taken out 5 heli-copters. Only 12 more. A volley of missiles launched from Irish Storm. "3 more heli-copters down." After about two minutes of continuous fire all heli-copters were down.
"Are we done guys?" was asked by Pot Shot. Then many blips appeared on radar, stealth MTs. They were there waiting the whole time. 8ball flew out with them. "This guy is mine!" "Leave the AC to me guys. Kill the MTs and then come, I may need help. Something was different about 8ball. He was pulling of many intense maneuvers. "I've seen this before. It was Shun. This guy must be Human Plus also. This can't be good." I didn't stand a chance against a human plus with his kind of AC upgrades. I had to play defense. First I Over Boosted to the ammo truck and filled up, while Pot Shot held off 8 ball. I was refilled. When I came back Pot Shot was in bad condition. I dropped my ECM pods. "Pot Shot, take these and hide. You give me some cover fire from far away." He picked them up and flew off.
"Round two begins." I was shooting grenade after grenade. He dodged most of them. One hit him in the core hard. With his speed I couldn't destroy his head. The cover fire from Pot Shot was starting to cause some minor damage. I hated to do this. But killing the pilot would be my only option. I don't like killing pilots, but for 20,000,000,000 credits, and a mission riding on it, I would do whatever it takes. "Everyone. This is RoadKill. Pot Shot will snipe any remaining MTs. How many are left." "Six." "Pot Shot, stay at a distance and kill them. Irish Wizard and Falling Storm, help me here with 8ball."
After some short time, all MTs were down. We all had gathered around 8ball, ready to fight. Irish Wizard and Pot Shot were heavily damaged. Falling Storm was in decent shape. My AC had very little damage, but it was low on ammo. No chance to reload. I had to make every shot count. Irish Wizard hid behind building wreckage, only coming out to shoot of his payload of missiles. Falling Storm took her routine of flying up high and raining down machine gun and spread howitzer. He was taking considerable damage.
Then is blade started to glow brightly. A swing came and I felt a pain in my arm. I large slash was in my arm, blood flowing all over the cockpit. It was his Optional part. The sword faded back to it's normal color. "Guys watch out. When that blade glows get ready to move." I kept driving froward. I was taking heavy damage from his bazooka. I still kept moving forward. He was concentrating on me and getting hit by my teammates. I grabbed his blade in my right hand and tore it from his arm, crushing it under my treads. I then Over Boosted and grabbed his head, crushing it into the ground were I stopped. "Hey RoadKill, the ammo truck was destroyed by a very large carrier ship. It has powerful turrets. Our mission is done here. I think we should get out." It was Pot Shot. We were stunned by a bright light. Before we could do anything 8ball had flew up onto the cargo ship.
I boosted up and landed on the ship's landing dock. 8ball was opening a door. I shot him in the back of the core with a grenade. He just kept moving. His AC was down to 0000 AP. "How could it still be moving?" I asked myself. "Well you won't be moving much longer!" I could hardly move forward. We were going at 900 k/ph. The force ripped off a tread. Then the other one. I got ready for a shot. The grenade launched forward and hit him in the leg, blowing it off. The force of the shot had blown me off of the ship, but 8ball was coming too. We were high up, but I could make the fall with the wind pushing up on my AC, slowing it down. 8ball's AC was not so aerodynamic. It plunged strait forward. I landed hard and took some serious damage to my legs. My booster were torn off. I had no way to move. 8ball's legs had been pushed up into the core. It wouldn't move anymore. "Come in drop ship. Mission is complete. The death of 8ball is confirmed." "Good job Raven." came over the speakers. "We will have a transport fly in to pick you up. Just last until we arrive."
The hatch of 8ball's AC opened. I small mobile suit flew out. The pilot of 8ball must be in that. My weapons had no way to hit him when he moved at some speed. Irish Wizard was out of ammo, as was Falling Storm. I could hardly see 8ball. His mobile suit had turned to flames. "With all that money riding on that shot, I had to hit my mark." "Good job Pot Shot."
The ship came and I was helped onto it. All credits were transferred to our accounts. The four of us had made some good money, since I decided to pay my consorts 100,000 credits instead of 20,000. We made it back to the space-dome. My AC was given a mechanic to work on it. After some dinner I decided to go to bed. I needed rest. My AC was in the worst shape ever. I needed totally new legs, and then ammo had to pay for repair costs. I payed for repairs, ammo, and some of my legs. I was payed 5,000,000 credits for finding the Optional part. And then my 10,000,000,000. I was certainly liking working here on Mars. I decided to buy a real apartment in the underground section of the space-dome. Until now I didn't even know that there was an underground section of the space-dome. The manager said that only very skilled pilots live there. I even have my own garage. I decided that I would meet the other AC pilots who lived here tomorrow. For now, it was time to sleep...
Before we went into the battle grounds, me and Irish Wizard made sure to get missile locks. If we could keep this fight at a range, there would be less damage to the ACs. Ammo was no problem, we just needed to keep our AP high. We boosted up and launched our volleys of missiles. 4 MTs down. These guys had no armor. I hid behind a canyon, getting locks. When I had four locks I would strafe out and shoot. Pot shot was staying out of range, firing off his NIGHT. Irish Wizard was popping up from behind the canyon, dodging anything shot at him, and then shooting off missiles. Falling Storm was flying up high, raining machine gun and spread howitzer death to the MTs below.
Only 50 MTs were still alive. I was out of missiles. I dropped an ECM pod. I was to far away to lock on with my grenade launcher, I just used my manual sites. I shot a grenade, hitting the target and blowing it up instantly. Falling Storm and Irish Wizard flew to the ammo truck. Pot Shot would provide cover fire, and was going to boost into the base and destroy it from the inside. That way I could kill MTs in the base. Around 40 MTs were remaining. Pot Shot was out of ammo. He flew to the ammo truck. I made it to the door of the base. It didn't open. It wasn't too strong so I shot it down with my grenade launcher. "Holy shit!" I made it into the base. There were over 300 MTs in there. And most were online. I couldn't do anything. I spotted the main generator that was supplying power to make these MTs. I grenade shot took it down. It exploded violently. Many MTs were destroyed in the explosion. The building started to crumble. I Over Boosted towards the opposite end of the door. The area behind me was starting to fall. I raised my shield at the last second, and crashed through the wall.
"Are you alright RoadKill?" Falling Storm was outside of the building. "We took care of all the MTs out here. Good job killing all of those MTs in there!" All MTs were crushed in the building. I was low on everything but slug gun, which I was full on. With three grenades left I wouldn't last long. A heli-copter squad was coming in. I switched to my slug gun, as did falling storm. We shot in harmony. The two wide-spread slug guns together had taken out 5 heli-copters. Only 12 more. A volley of missiles launched from Irish Storm. "3 more heli-copters down." After about two minutes of continuous fire all heli-copters were down.
"Are we done guys?" was asked by Pot Shot. Then many blips appeared on radar, stealth MTs. They were there waiting the whole time. 8ball flew out with them. "This guy is mine!" "Leave the AC to me guys. Kill the MTs and then come, I may need help. Something was different about 8ball. He was pulling of many intense maneuvers. "I've seen this before. It was Shun. This guy must be Human Plus also. This can't be good." I didn't stand a chance against a human plus with his kind of AC upgrades. I had to play defense. First I Over Boosted to the ammo truck and filled up, while Pot Shot held off 8 ball. I was refilled. When I came back Pot Shot was in bad condition. I dropped my ECM pods. "Pot Shot, take these and hide. You give me some cover fire from far away." He picked them up and flew off.
"Round two begins." I was shooting grenade after grenade. He dodged most of them. One hit him in the core hard. With his speed I couldn't destroy his head. The cover fire from Pot Shot was starting to cause some minor damage. I hated to do this. But killing the pilot would be my only option. I don't like killing pilots, but for 20,000,000,000 credits, and a mission riding on it, I would do whatever it takes. "Everyone. This is RoadKill. Pot Shot will snipe any remaining MTs. How many are left." "Six." "Pot Shot, stay at a distance and kill them. Irish Wizard and Falling Storm, help me here with 8ball."
After some short time, all MTs were down. We all had gathered around 8ball, ready to fight. Irish Wizard and Pot Shot were heavily damaged. Falling Storm was in decent shape. My AC had very little damage, but it was low on ammo. No chance to reload. I had to make every shot count. Irish Wizard hid behind building wreckage, only coming out to shoot of his payload of missiles. Falling Storm took her routine of flying up high and raining down machine gun and spread howitzer. He was taking considerable damage.
Then is blade started to glow brightly. A swing came and I felt a pain in my arm. I large slash was in my arm, blood flowing all over the cockpit. It was his Optional part. The sword faded back to it's normal color. "Guys watch out. When that blade glows get ready to move." I kept driving froward. I was taking heavy damage from his bazooka. I still kept moving forward. He was concentrating on me and getting hit by my teammates. I grabbed his blade in my right hand and tore it from his arm, crushing it under my treads. I then Over Boosted and grabbed his head, crushing it into the ground were I stopped. "Hey RoadKill, the ammo truck was destroyed by a very large carrier ship. It has powerful turrets. Our mission is done here. I think we should get out." It was Pot Shot. We were stunned by a bright light. Before we could do anything 8ball had flew up onto the cargo ship.
I boosted up and landed on the ship's landing dock. 8ball was opening a door. I shot him in the back of the core with a grenade. He just kept moving. His AC was down to 0000 AP. "How could it still be moving?" I asked myself. "Well you won't be moving much longer!" I could hardly move forward. We were going at 900 k/ph. The force ripped off a tread. Then the other one. I got ready for a shot. The grenade launched forward and hit him in the leg, blowing it off. The force of the shot had blown me off of the ship, but 8ball was coming too. We were high up, but I could make the fall with the wind pushing up on my AC, slowing it down. 8ball's AC was not so aerodynamic. It plunged strait forward. I landed hard and took some serious damage to my legs. My booster were torn off. I had no way to move. 8ball's legs had been pushed up into the core. It wouldn't move anymore. "Come in drop ship. Mission is complete. The death of 8ball is confirmed." "Good job Raven." came over the speakers. "We will have a transport fly in to pick you up. Just last until we arrive."
The hatch of 8ball's AC opened. I small mobile suit flew out. The pilot of 8ball must be in that. My weapons had no way to hit him when he moved at some speed. Irish Wizard was out of ammo, as was Falling Storm. I could hardly see 8ball. His mobile suit had turned to flames. "With all that money riding on that shot, I had to hit my mark." "Good job Pot Shot."
The ship came and I was helped onto it. All credits were transferred to our accounts. The four of us had made some good money, since I decided to pay my consorts 100,000 credits instead of 20,000. We made it back to the space-dome. My AC was given a mechanic to work on it. After some dinner I decided to go to bed. I needed rest. My AC was in the worst shape ever. I needed totally new legs, and then ammo had to pay for repair costs. I payed for repairs, ammo, and some of my legs. I was payed 5,000,000 credits for finding the Optional part. And then my 10,000,000,000. I was certainly liking working here on Mars. I decided to buy a real apartment in the underground section of the space-dome. Until now I didn't even know that there was an underground section of the space-dome. The manager said that only very skilled pilots live there. I even have my own garage. I decided that I would meet the other AC pilots who lived here tomorrow. For now, it was time to sleep...