As the roach rounded the corner, Echion grabbed it and simultaneously drew his combat knife. Metal flashed, and the blade ripped apart its CPU. He dropped it with a clang.
By instinct he swung side-ways, narrowly avoiding a possibly lethal laser, and was showered with debris. A crab had loped up onto the pockmarked sidewalk and spotted him. Snapping on his thermal goggles, he gave out a sharp whistle. From a foxhole to his left flew a small object, landing under his aggressor. With a bang a huge plume of smoke had consumed it.
Through the smog he saw its leg, a glowing red through the goggles. Rushing forward he ripped through the connector cable, causing the crab to do an awkward sort of bow. Taking his chance, he leapt on and carved out a hole in its top. Feeling like some sort of deranged butcher, he began hacking and slashing wires until simply collapsed.
"All clear!" he yelled; A few seconds later his fellow guerrillas clambered out of their foxhole. Jack and Argos were supporting Ichi, who was sporting a laser burn on his left leg. "We gotta… go!" Ichi gasped out. They retreated.
No one knew where they came from, these unfeeling metallic warriors. They lacked souls, not to mention mercy. Whole cities were decimated by X.A.N.A.'s(as Thaddeus calls their "leader) army in days, and they were unceasing. After the world's general collapse, pockets of resistance sprang up around the world, made up of those who fled, those who were well armed, and those who were lucky. I was the latter.
Sitting in one of the only intact rooms in the bombed out apartment building, they nursed their wounds. Off in the distance sporadic gun-fire and occasional roar of a machine-gun was heard.
They braced themselves as a blast shook the building; most likely a poorly aimed mortar. Scorch marks scarred the walls from stray hornets, and the walls were full of holes and cracks from more unpleasant things.
Echion idlely kicked a creeper skull; it had made the mistake of poking its head head through a hole in the wall while he was cleaning his Kvant Garde pistol. He looked around. Jack was fixing up Ichi and Argos was looking out on the city through a missing portion of wall.
"Hey Echion, come here!" Argos called, waving him over. "What is it?" Echion asked. "Look!" he answered, pointing. Looking through the old Chinese recon binoculars, he looked in that direction. "Shit, a Mech," he said loudly.