Word count: 1942. Weird flex, I know. But I’m gonna do it anyway.
Deep inside the bunker, only the sound of groans and buckling metal filled the darkened rooms and hallways. After a moment, emergency orange lights switched on as the secondary generators spun up and delivered much-needed power to the nearly-dead base. The thick heavily reinforced bunker walls had
In fact, only half of the equipment in the command center had power going to it, and that severely impacted their effectiveness. With the major down, and no-one in command, the junior officer was forced to step up. Although she had plenty of officer training, this was on a whole ‘nother level. She
The colonel and two hundred of her Hussars dashed over to the bunker with maximum thrust. They were the first of four waves assaulting the Federation bunker, which was on its very last legs. All they needed to do was deliver the killing blow and convert the entire thing into a tomb. “What’s their
“Evasive maneuvers!” yelled the colonel. Every mecha on the field quickly broke off and entered their maneuvers, but it was of little use. Four of the emplacements concentrated on the closest Hussars, and laid down streams of fire downrange. Their barrels made terrifying ROARS as thousands of roun
The captain paced back and forth inside the command center. Her face was creased with worry, though it had lessened thanks to the chainguns’ valiant defense. Everyone in the bunker had heard them roar, even through the thick walls. They also felt the vibrations that each of them had made. They were
The Seventh squadron came up on the most damaged pillbox and circled it a few times as they surveyed the damage. More than half of the armored dome up top had been torn to pieces by multiple artillery strikes. What was left had collapsed into the shooting floor itself, with wisps of smoke rising o
The captain’s fist slammed down on his controls out of sheer frustration. The Hussars brought their heaviest weapons to the battlefield. Their intent to collapse the bunker was one hundred percent clear. And to top it all off, they were more than double their numbers. “All mecha squadrons,” he or
Federation mecha quickly adjusted their shield walls to face the oncoming attacking mecha. Many shivered as they bore the onslaught - they were all outnumbered by more than two to one! The rockets slammed into the defenders’ shield wall, and knocked them asunder. Many were blasted into pieces, whil