I regularly trash multiple heavier mechs with my hunchback variants. Why? Because HBKs have more armor than any other medium mech (and even some heavy mechs) and can more readily spread incoming damage out with its substantial torso twist range (making it seem even tougher than some assaults in the hands of a skilled pilot).
Just this evening, I dropped into the Canyon Network with my HBK-4J, Rainbow. During the ferocious fighting that ensued, I became seperated from my lance mates, so I began hunting for targets of opportunity as I made my way back to them. My targeting computer picked up an enemy cataphract nearby that still had a sheen to his paint, so I sent two or three volleys of missiles his way to scratch it. I lost the lock and my third volley went wide. Seeing that his center torso armor was orange before losing the lock, I decided to pursue. Rainbow marched over the hill and dropped off a ledge next to the enemy cataphract, who had been hugging the wall to avoid most of my second volley. Before he unleashed a barrage of two ultra AC/5s and two AC/5s I blasted his center torso with my two ER large lasers, melting away the last vestiges of armor there. While I waited for my lasers to recharge, I danced and twisted, trying to spread the damage from his fearsome barrage out over my chasis as much as I could. Two more sustained laser shots to his core took him down. Unfortunately, he had stripped away all of my armor from all three of my frontal torsos--a dangerous position to be for a mech with an XL engine.
By that time I realized my friends had stumbled into an ambush set by the enemy team and clearly had their hands full. I thought I might be able to alleviate some of their pressure and so came up behind the enemy forces, lasers and missiles blasting away.
Another enemy cataphract turned from the skirmish to put his full attention on me. Knowing that he had ER PPCs and I LRMS, he charged me like a bull to bring the fight close. A glancing blow took off my right arm as I turned to run. Seeing that I wasn't going to survive a head on assault with this guy, I put my rear armor towards his guns and ran away hoping to at least pull him away from the fight.
He took the bait.
What began next was an exciting running gun battle through the canyons where I would twist and turn, trying to stay ahead of his PPCs. In one or two shots, however, he took off the armor from my rear right torso. I had to think of something quick, else he would kill me with another shot to my right rear torso. Then it hit me, he could only fire his PPCs every four seconds. So I waited for him to take aim at my weakened right torso, counted to three, then jerked my torso around nearly 90 degrees, causing him to ping on my rear center instead. Despite him being nearly directly behind me, I likewise returned fire with my ER large lasers, hitting him in the center torso, stripping it of its remaining armor. Two times, then three times, I did this, spreading his damage out across my meager rear armor and legs while still landing solid blows against his center torso. Just as I leapt off a cliff (a dangerous proposition at that point as it well could have cost me a leg) I turned to see him coming down after me. My ER large lasers split his mech in half in midair, causing him to crash to the ground as nothing more than a smuldering hulk of ruin.
Heavily damaged, out of ammo, and essentially naked, I limped back to the fray to do what little I could for my friends before I was most assuredly killed. As it turned out, once I pulled the catraphract away, they were about evenly matched and had managed to hold their own relatively well. My return tipped the balance in our favor. A few well-placed laser shots to an Atlas' back allowed my allies to more easily take him down allowing for a great victory.
Edited by Ravingdork, 25 May 2013 - 07:02 PM.





















