And now back to business.]]
With that Jagermech dealt with, Charles could fly lower and survey the rest of the city. Zooming in to see more detail a scene caught his eye away from the main mechfight. Some Delian infantry were looting a some buildings. A girl tried to keep them from carrying away something obviously precious to her, Charles' eyes narrowed.........
Planet Kirchbach, 3023
The Lyran raid was in full swing. Charles was running with his grandmother and his sister, Keiko as a Lyran Jagermech was walking from the direction they ran from. Charles could hear screams from people who couldn't avoid being stepped on, and the insane fool was firing off bursts with his mech's autocannons at buildings.
One burst hit a building nearby, spraying Charles, his grandmother, and sister in broken glass at concrete. A chunk of concrete hit his grandmother in the head and she fell unmoving. Keiko was severely cut up from the glass and Charles had his own blood in his eyes. He had to stop, his grandmother's and Keiko's safety was his responsibility. But that mech kept coming. There was no way he could carry Keiko and his grandmother. He was scared, but more so, furious.
He grabbed a nearby chunk of concrete and hurled it at the approaching mech. It didn't do anything, not that he expected it to.
Then a bolt of blue lightning streaked by, hitting the Lyran mech square in the torso, followed by the scream of multiple SRMs, knocking the Jagermech to the ground. A DCMS Panther strode by, and as the Jagermech tried to get up, promptly slammed it's foot down on the Lyran mech's "head" and again loosed the PPC into its torso. Following the DCMS mech were a squad of infantry, who helped Charles get his grandmother and sister out of the area, just in time as the ammunition in the Jagermech exploded, slamming the Panther into a building......
Charles was more furious. The Delian soldier slammed the butt of his rifle into the girl's face. As people came out, throwing rocks at the Delians, the troops aimed weapons........
Charles shifted into air-mech mode, and dropped to street level. He clicked on his LAM's external speaker as he accelerated. "PREPARE TO DIE! AND DON'T BEG FOR MERCY BECAUSE IT'S NOT ON TONIGHT'S PROGRAM!!!" he screamed into the mic as he loosed the large laser into the soldier's APC, igniting it. One tried to level a shoulder-fired SRM launcher, but Charles wasn't going to give him the chance, pulling the trigger and erased all evidence of the man's prior existence with a single medium laser beam. He shifted the LAM to mech mode, and started to outright slaughter the Delian troops with machinegun fire. He stopped between the people and the Delian troops, saying over the speakers, "Get the girl to a doctor, I'll deal with these worthless dogs." Some of the soldiers tried to hide behind a chunk of building and use their radio. By their look it wasn't doing much good, nevermind that Charles was not amused at their pathetic display, making his disdain known with a medium laser beam that incinerated them and their meager cover like flash paper against a blowtorch. He continued firing machineguns and lasers until the controls became sluggish and the heat bloom around his LAM was visible.
He ceased firing, none of the Delian troops survived. And Charles smiled. This was why he was a soldier, he was that line between people and those who sought to do them harm. It is what separates a mere MechWarrior from Samurai. It wasn't about duty expected of him, it was about honor, the price he paid to like the man he saw in the mirror.
He paused, letting the nearly saturated heatsinks catch back up. Charles laughed to himself a little, thinking that some of his fellow DCMS soldiers would consider anihilating an entire platoon of merc infantry with a mech as overkill.
"There is no such thing as overkill. There are only 'open fire' and 'I need to reload'", he muttered.
He had seen some of the "friendly" mechs beginning to move in directions indicative of converging on a point. So with his heat level returned to nominal he shifted the LAM to air-mech mode. Checking the area around him, he caught sight of the girl being tended by another civilian. She saluted him. He moved the hand arm of his LAM to return the salute and started moving slowly, waiting until he was clear of the civilians before accelerating rapidly and shifting to fighter mode and climbing.
He noticed Phiro so he locked on his comm laser to him, "Looks like everyone, or a good portion of everyone seems to be heading to a rally point. On a more personal note I fully intend to personally see to it that these worthless scumbuckets get a nice trial and a fine hanging, the ones that survive that is."
He retrieved a drink pouch from a compartment, snapped the lower part of the pouch and shook it before inserting the straw. The label said "Coffee, Hot", though after downing a sip Charles was fairly certain that something hideous and unspeakable must have happened to it on the way to becoming actual coffee. Over the comm link he added, "Keep one thing in mind, as it may one day save your life. I am a madman with a LAM."
[[And the soundtrack for this post is brought to you by Imperator Autocannons...............
Edited by Charles Martel, 22 March 2012 - 12:08 AM.