“Scratch that,” he quickly followed up. “Everyone - reinforce mecha armor. Double up around your sensor clusters!” His team immediately followed his orders. Their armor immediately thickened as nanites added extra layers to them. The two Bulwarks were armored even more so, especially on their front
The barrel itself had split and bent and warped severely. Smoke rose out from its gaping wound. It was, in effect, useless. Worse, her mecha was thrown back with incredible force, and smashed into the fortified building where their armies were holed up. Inside, their simulated soldiers and troops w
Eva and Miko both listened intently as the gaunt old man spoke on their terminal. Eva in particular was a little bit awestruck by him. Not just in what he was recounting, but his age. He was, by galactic standards, 130 years old. If he was back from her time, back on her Earth, he would have been s
“Once the planet was completely covered, them corpses moved. And not just the dead people, but the mecha, the tanks, the drones, everything. Anything that could move, moved again. Just a blip. Just for a moment.” The old man shivered as the old memory coursed through him. As the horror of it spread
“Too many folks died on Dendrus,” he said. “And also lots of folks didn’t die, you know what I mean? I can feel it, like they’re in this state between dead and not dead at the same time.” “You think they’re still alive?” asked Eva. But he shook his head adamantly. “No,” he said. “Just not dead. A
“Welcome to the Final Round of this year’s Mechageddon 9000!” the announcer cried out. As in the previous weeks, his outfit was incredibly wild and out there. But now that it was the absolute last match of the entire tournament, he went all out. This time, his suit was evershifting and partially h
The ten different zones were: Administration, Living & Social, Communications, Security, Data, Depot, Hangar, Assembly, Maintenance, & Energy. More than that, each zone was assigned numbers. Energy had the largest number with 50, while Administration and Living & Social each had the least with 10.
“Need a report on the Ravens’ movements,” he said. “Scanning now,” replied one of his teammates. — Pilot: Silvermoon Role: Advanced Reconaissance Loadout: Hrothgar Tyr “Dark Elf” Covert Operations Chassis [A] Federal Shipyards “Wasphive” Needle Rifle [B] Federal Shipyards “Beehive” Rocket Pod