Leftenant Jude Talos of the 32nd Regiment, the Welsh Fusiliers, dove to the dirt in the trenches of Kathil in his Cavilier battle armor. The shot had come from a Lyran Lineholder. In his slight battle armor, he did feel very vulnerable, even from the LRM-5.
Their regimental band had struck up a tune - More than crazy in a war zone, especially with mechs shooting at you, but it put fire in his heart. They were playing Blue Bonnets - A Scottish tune, but he didn't care. "Stand by the colours, lads!" Talos lifted the Cavalier's machine gun, a 4-barreled 12.7mm Gatling-style rotary. While it was most useful against infantry and lighter battle armor, the large round had limited anti-material capabilities. He fired a burst across the field, but that was just to relieve stress. He wasn't planning on bringing down any mechs with a fifty-cal.
The field in question was the remnants of some city park. This city had been a real meat grinder - There wasn't a building unscathed, and the ones closer to the lines now were just collapsing skeletons.
The ground shook a little - The Lineholder was starting to charge! Jude had gone to the Northwind Military Academy before the war started and knew his history - Trench warfare had all been abandoned this time a millennium ago, only about two decades late; the advent of tanks had made them irrelevant. With mechs like the incoming Lineholder, capable of traveling upwards of 85 kph, trenches seemed all but stupid to anybody with half a brain.
Ironically, the tanks stopped it cold.
It was a Merkava IX, a version of some ancient main battle tank. The gauss rifle in its turret sounded with something starting with the sound of a bowling ball being dropped - Only a lot louder. The nickel-iron slug smacked into the Lineholder's left shoulder, exploding the LRM rack. The mech had been sprinting at close to top speed; Going like that, the gauss rifle hadn't so much sledgehammered it as it did clotheslined it with a cannonball. The mech hit the deck hard, but the pain didn't stop there. It had launched an LRM-15 that now descended upon the grounded mech. The HE warheads cut into the mech all too well, for it didn't rise at all.
Another OOC: It's too damn late. I'll do more in the morrow.
Edited by Patrio Sioux Daltum, 23 April 2012 - 03:22 PM.