Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Armored Core series. That belongs to Agetec and From Software. I only own the original characters. Thank you.
In TALON's Grasp
by: T.R. Fanatic
Chapter 16: Raid
At the Chrome base, the conflict continued to ensue between the corporation's defense squad and the mysterious blue and black AC. Now into its third hour, the battle was still on the side of the one relentless machine.
"Fire everything you got at that AC!" a Chrome commander barked to the gunman firing blindly at the fast moving mech. "Don't give up until the last bullet has been spent!"
The machine gun clicked, making an echo inside the pillbox where they were stationed.
"Sir, the last bullet has been spent!" the gunman called back.
"Commander," another soldier called, listening to a comm-device. "I just got word that the entire air-strike battalion has been destroyed! And our MT weaponry is not even scratching the armor..." As he said that, the last unit of the MT infantry was sliced in two by the AC's laser blade.
"What do we do now, sir?" the gunman asked.
The commander wasn't listening. "I guess... this is the Mobius that I heard about." he hissed. "Kenji, you bastard! You think that you can possibly take out an entire corporation with an AC like that?" He pulled out the handgun from the holster underneath his jacket and began to fire at the metal monster.
One bullet did manage to hit the AC. Mobius' first hit. It turned and glared at the pillbox. The pilot zoomed in and locked on to the trigger-happy soldier.
"'It's just some weakling encased in pigiron...'" the pilot muttered, reading the commander's lips. "'...The damn AC will become his casket...'" He smiled slightly at the fact that the commander was wrong. He commanded the AC to raise its right arm and take aim at the frantic soldier... and fired... leaving three dead soldiers and a medium-sized bullet hole in the back wall of the pillbox.
"Those that defy the expectations of Murakumo, must be punished for their actions..." the pilot noted, ceasing his smile. "That is what I believe..."
A high-pitched beep informed the pilot of incoming units.
"Three AC's..." he said, looking at the radar. "No, four... One is moving slower than the others... A caterpillar, no less... As for the other three, judging by their speed... bi-pedal, middleweight-class." He smiled again, but a little wider this time. "This will be interesting..."
To be continued...
T.R.: ...And I'm sorry that this chapter is short... But at least I'm building up suspense! XD Until the next chapter is up... review!