[Squad]: FD opened up with his Stinger missile, the beep beep of a successful target lock ringing in his helmet. Beside him, PJ's computers attempted to recieve the lock data from FD, but failed to do so; regardless, the Juggernaught's aim was true, dual missiles spiralling into the enemy drone and blowing it into vapor and fragments. Alexis, seeing the drone had been shot down, engaged her autocannons and turned towards the incoming aerial assault of Light Armor. After a moment to wind up, the autocannons roared, sending a spray of long, armor-piercing bullets in a wave back and forth across the projected path of the incoming. None of the incoming survived, their shields drained from the energy redirected to their flight. Alexis's storm of metal tore straight through the hapless traitors, virtually tearing them apart in a spray of blood and gore. JAN, not taking any chances, fired all four shots from the quad RPG, blowing a large trench in the ground and sending assorted scorched limbs flying. Clouds of dust and smoke rose, obscuring visual conditions slightly.
With the first wave having been dealt with so effectively, Richard watched the largest scout-fragment plummet to the ground, turning as he did. A lucky move for the squad - it was a trap. The forces in the town had fortified, and were waiting with obvious pleasure for the hammer to smash the threat once and for all. A quick count revealed twenty-three hostiles inbound, including the ominous figures of two Titan-class armors slowly advancing. He let out a shout of warning, looked through the sights of his laser rifle, set his sights roughly on the heart of an incoming Assault armor, and fired. A lance of red light flew out and struck the enemy in the armored midsection, a flash of blue shields slightly protecting the Assault from death. His pace dropped as the armored figure made a quick movement-macro and dropped to one knee, clearly doing quick battlefield repairs. Moments later, another flash of light came forth - but this time, it came from the featureless Martian environment, searing Richard's left shoulder and disintegrating the armor's protection. With a scream of pain, Richard fell to the ground, instinctively tapping the code for the repair gun. Kyle, from his vantage point, caught the exchange of laser fire. After taking a moment to kneel and brace, he aimed at the origin point of the enemy beam, then up and to the left. A quick exhale, a squeeze of the trigger, and the enemy sniper's location was revealed by the sudden appearance of a nearly-headless body slumped over a laser rifle on a tripod. DC, having caught the warning, turned and opened up with the Vulcan, finishing the wounded Assault armor with a blossom of incindiary rounds across the upper body. Beside him, DR pointed his own Vulcan at an enemy Juggernaught who had drawn in range. Shields flared as the shots impacted the Juggernaught, not even halting its advance despite the obvious wounds dealt to it.
Robert cranked the wheel hard and floored it, then began to drive like he'd stolen the vehicle, juking and sliding like a madman. Markus, on the same vehicle, quietly cursed and flicked a switch on his weapon, priming a grenade to fire. After sighting in on the closest Juggernaught, he pulled the trigger. It was at that exact moment that the rifle's lower barrel jammed. Swearing even louder, Mark flung the weapon as hard as he could away; Robert, having noted the malfunction in a rearview mirror, accelerated and hunkered down, waiting for the explosion.
Finally, Aria let loose a few quick bursts of assault rifle shots, punching neat holes through the midsection of the wounded Juggernaught.
The enemy reacted quickly - the four surviving incoming Assaults in the second wave opened up on the cluster of Heavies, their shots dealing 19 damage to everyone. Behind them, another five Assaults laid down covering fire. Their shots went wild, but it made the Squad's avenues of retreat sharply limited. It freed another soldier to whip out a Repair Gun and patch the holes in the wounded Juggernaught, restoring it to nearly half of its health. But, worst of all, it allowed for the two Juggies to stand still and open up with their massive weapons. There was a sound like an angry God unzipping His pants, and a stream of hypersonic rails flew from the barrels. DC collapsed to the ground as several bolts went through his torso and hip, while the other Heavies would drop to the ground, the heavy bolts having punched through their armor's legs for at least 30 damage.
From the town, a shriek of glee came; a horde of Kai Drones charged as JAN and Richard felt a sudden, screaming migrane throb through their brains, the light coming in from their HUDS brighter than the midday sun after waking up after the mother of all benders.
[It may seem hopeless, but keep in mind that nobody has died, several of the Heavies have repair packs, Aria is right there with a Repair Gun, and that y'all have at least one Health Hypo ready to go.]
Author
Topic: The 1st Punitive Mars Expedition: Money In The Bank (Read 33227 times)