To those who asked for things to get dialed to 11... Your wish will soon be granted. Please enjoy!
The unit led by Eva geared up quickly and blasted away from the encampment as fast as they could. The main training yard was under attack and needed them to help defend it. Their loadouts were far different from what they had when their first arrived. Gone were the regular rifles and swords. Instea
When Eva entered the war room, she saw Riddell and a handful of people standing around a holo-table. The room itself was bare, except the walls were covered in various MFDs. They showed multiple views all over the base. Readouts were on every single one as well. They showed that half the campus was
Eva looked at them with slight confusion as she didn't really know who they all were. The unit leaders realized that they weren't acquainted with her, and so decided to introduce themselves right then and there. To Eva's right was Neutron, who fidgeted nervously under her gaze. Next to him was Pala
Eva sighed as she and her unit dashed eastwards towards the front line. Her mind was filled with thoughts about the synthetic cadets, and of terrorism itself. People using violent means against each other wasn't anything new. Homicide. War. Genocide. Ethnic Cleansing. Terrorism. In her old life, t
They zipped past the main encampment where a couple of wings were idling in their mecha. They looked like they had just gone through a round of repairs, had rearmed themselves, and were resting up for the next skirmish. Weapon racks and ammunition lockers were off to the sides, though they were mos
They were truly devastating weapons! Even these thick and powerful shields wouldn't last long under a continued barrage. When the drones ceased fire to reload, the front-most shield mecha gave way to the ones behind them, and retreated to the rear of their formation. There, they activated their nan
Squadron Nightraven had done much the same to the other enemy drones around them, and shredded most of them to pieces without much of a fight. The other shield wings also made quick work of their enemies, although they didn't tear through them like Nightraven did. They used more brutal methods. Ma
This allowed him to lend his squadrons to the frontline units to help with their repairs. This also gave them a level of autonomy, though Wrench made sure to keep their supplies topped up. His own squadron brought supplies to them as they requested it: repair materials, ammunition, food, medicine, e