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Fatal 1: AKA Bardawulf Hems-Mann - My older brother
Fatal 2: AKA Celestis Amiot - Cute sounding woman with a hard attitude toward life
Fatal 3: Marcus Petrova AKA - Intelligent man who specialises in supportive fire with LRM's
Fatal 4: AKA Elliot Hems-Mann - Me
(KIA) Fatal 4: AKA Pyaktov Skirinski - Hard natured individual who acts first thinks later
Hamas - Elliots best friend on the training base
June 6th 3049
It was a warm sunny day planetside this morning. Mech Simpit training was due to commence within the next hour, so Elliot began rifling through what information he could find about the potential mechs he could come up against. Todays training was going to be based around 'Tactical awareness' which would involve using your Lances different Mechs which best suited their abilities. Also when given your selected mechs you would not know which other Pilots would be filling your Lances ranks. Due to this being Tactical Awareness training as Elliot was supposed to guage out a pilots skills in their mech on the battlefield and best way to assign them as to where he saw them being best placed. This was the first time Elliot was acting as Lance leader on a Simpit mission.
Elliots current favourite mech was the Jagermech, being a heavy mech with ability for jump jets give it the ability of being quite a bruiser when used correctly and having the ability to clear large obstacles using its jump jets. This mech he was praying was going to be in the list of mechs he could choose from as Elliot had done training for this mech down the live firing range. Quickly it became one of his favourites after he took it out on a few simpit missions and spoke to some veterans such as his older brother Bardawulf who had used this mech on the battlefield and knew it inside out. The announcement speakers that were littered around the Mech Training base chimed in with their usual tone quickly followed by a female voice announcing “Could all Battlemech Pilots of year 3050 please report to Simpit bay 03 for tactical awareness training, due to begin in 15 minutes.” *Mech training classes were labeled by the year they were due to finish* Elliot got quickly to his feet, time to see if he had what it takes to one day maybe equal his brothers skill at commanding a Lance.
When Elliot arrived at the Simpit bay he found that people were still arriving, he recieved a heavy pat on the back at the same time as a deep chuckle “Thought I would miss seeing this little brother?” the deep voice said. “Bardawulf?” Elliot said uncertainly as he knew he was off on assignment to the Davion front as there had been some disturbances reported by forces stationed there. Elliot quickly spun round and said “Why are you here?? you aren't due to be on leave for another 6 months!” I said suprise showing in my voice. “Ah, yes” Bardawulf said pain showing in his expression “We lost a member of our Lance investigating the disturbance on the Davion front.” Elliot looked down at this point and said “I am sorry to hear that such a loss is the reason for seeing you again.” Bard shrugged and said “Its OK, we lost Pykatov, he was always trying so hard to prove himself, but his medium mech was faster than the rest of us. He wanted to get a scout mech he had spotted and had crippled it by smashing 1 of its legs with an alpha that unfortunately overheated his system. He was so focused on taking it out he failed to see 2 Davion Highlanders appear from behind the neighbouring hill.” At this point Bard shook his head sadly 'if only he had payed more attention to the bigger picture and thought what COULD have happend and what could be out there. If he had stuck with the rest of the Lance he would of been ok. Always remember, safety in numbers Elliot.” he smiled and replied “Isn't that what you have always said to me since I began my training? Look at things from the enemies point of view, make them think you are doing something else then rope-a-dope em?” the smile on my face vanishing as the female announcement speaker announced “Year 3050 pilots due for simpit trials today report to briefing room 3, rest of year 3050 pilots report to the simpit viewing rooms and report to your training officers. Good luck Mechwarriors, Romano's will be done.” Noise of conversation lessened as Mechwarrior students finished conversations and began moving to their alotted destinations. “Well brother” smiled Bard “Time to see how much of a Lance Leader you could become” he winked at Elliot giving him a reassuring pat on the back, which failed to reassure him at all. Elliot began slowly walking to briefing room 3 where they would be split into two seperate teams of for the teams governed roles the virtual sides would play on the virtual battlefield.
As Elliot walked into the room shown on my timetable he saw 3 other faces look up as he entered. 2 of these faces were unfamiliar to Elliot as the nearest got up from the table to greet him, a slim beautiful looking woman “Hello there, my name is Celestis” and shook his hand with a suprisingly strong grip that betrayed her slight form. The second gave a slight salute with his right hand above his eye “Im Marcus” he said simply. The third was a familiar face he had done simpit training with in the past “Hamas good to see you again” Elliot said as he shook his hand and pulled his shoulder into me and patted him on the back “Yeah good to see you again Elliot.” Everyone stood to attention around the table as a ranking officer entered the room “At ease pilots” he said softly. Right today we are running a simulation of a force that has assaulted 1 of our foritfied positions and gained a foothold on the base. You are to reinforce forces left resisting the uknown forces and try to force the attacking forces back, the only information I can give you about the attacking forces is that they are weaker than the full force that Assaulted the base. At this the officer stopped and smiled as he looked around the room making eye contact with each pilot but looking at Elliot last for a little longer, as if he was staring down to his soul. Elliot then looked down and said “What kind of Mechs will we be expecting to be able to take out to expel our invaders?” Elliot asked questioningly “You will be given near full choice of light, medium and heavy mechs.” Elliot looked down at the touchpad screen in front of me scrolling through the different mechs and fittings that would be available to my Lance. “I see assault mechs aren't available, may I ask why as we could do with the extra armor and firepower they would give us” at this the tactical officer said “unfortunately the forces have taken another position which would make it even harder to throw the asssault force planet as they have landed their dropships at another facility after dropping Lances down to assault positions from high orbit, assault mechs from our position ar going to be used in a key assault in an attempt at getting them off the planet in the next mission run after this one in the simpits. HOWEVER its your job in clearing the way for the assault mechs to reach their destination unhindered by clearing as much of the assaulting force out of the way as possible.” Elliot then went to select the following mechs for the mission:
Heavy Mech – Jagermech (for himself)
Medium Mech – Trebuchet (Marcus)
Light mech – Raven (Hamas)
Heavy Mech – Catapult (Celestis)
Elliot popped open the side door with a hiss as it raised up and climbed into his seat of his simpit. He pressed a big button by where the door opening was and the door hissed back down again. He put his headset on and got comfortable. He booted his mechs computer system and engine up. He heard a low whiring noise as the Reactor came online, this was followed by a “Reactor Online, Sensors Online, Weapons Online, All systems nominal” as the mechs computer came to life “Pilot voiceprint ID required.” it asked all controls still remaining unresponsive. “Elliot Hems-Mann' he said clearly into the cockpit, “Voiceprint code authorised, Welcome aboard Lance leader” Elliot was quite suprised at this as a Simpit or battlemech computer has never reffered to him as Lance Leader before and at hearing this a big smile grew over his face. He then heard his Lance members verify their active status “This is Hamas to verify my Mech status is green and active” “Green and active sir” Marcus said “Green and active” Celestis replied. “Right Lance lets light the tyres and start some fires!” Elliot said over the secure radio link.
Bardawulf was stood in the simcommand bay where the simcontrollers controlled the ai aspects such as Tanks, Elementals and Aircraft as the only units controlled by personell in the sim were the mechs. “Bardawulf sir do you really think your brother will be good enough to serve in an experienced front line Lance such as Fatal Lance? I mean he is has done well in his training so far but this is still not mcuh above basic training” the lead sim command officer said “Well how much training did I have? I had my basic training and then I found myself plunged into the action, I believe my brother could well shock you today as he is veryskilled with the simulations iv made for him outside of the Liao military training. Each simulation I made was based on events I found myself placed in on mission, Elliot didn't always do well but he learnt from where he made faults previous.” Bard said matter of factly “Today is Elliots proving ground and i think he is trying to prove himself, to be the best. This why I asked if the rest of my Operational Lance could accompany him on this sim, my Lance mates are very experienced and good at evaluating a battlemech pilots performance” The sim command officer looked up at Bard from his seat in front of the sim command console “If you hadnt saved my skin all those years ago from that Atlas then I wouldn't of found a way round letting your Lancemates accompany Elliot, lets see what he's got and if he lives up to your expectations, release the attack chopper and tank patrols.”
Elliots Lance pushed on toward toward the target objective. “Hamas move your light scout up into the woods just at the base of the next hill.” It was quite a distance but the Raven was made for speed and Hamas found no issues reaching his location. Hamas being sheltered by the trees heard and caught glipses of choppers through the trees. “Elliot we got a pair of hostile choppers in the air, they are on a circuit and you have a small time window to cross the gap to the woods.” Hamas said reporting over the radio. “We have no other choice and the guys in the simpit command center know where we are anyways, I can deal with the choppers before they get into range with my autocannons, just keep an eye out for the enmies defending and what faction they are as may give us an idea of what weapons/tactics to expect.”
Celestis was monitoring Elliots radio checks and approved of sending a scout mech ahead to check for hostiles. In the past she had almost died thanks to her previous Lance commander failing many times to scout ahead or acting before he thought, “Thank the gods for ejection Pods” she thought. Hamas marked said when it was safe to start making the crossing after the choppers had passed, was a gap of 74 seconds till the choppers came back around and would alert the hhostile forces to their presence. Elliot started his stopwatch as the 3 members of his lace began moving, Celestis was in the catapult and her speed was roughtly the same as Elliots so was easier for her to monitor him. Marcus put his foot down and in his medium trebuchet could reach higher speeds and got ahead to the woods first. “Im in the woods ready for orders” Marcus radio'd in. “10-9-8-7”, we aren't going to make it! Elliot thought to himself. “we aren't going to make it across in time, lucky I got these autocannons...” he said over the radio. Celestis new they wouldn't make it but informing Elliot of this would not of helped her in her evaluating. “With my Autocannons I could take em both out before they reveal our presence.” Interesting idea Celestis thought, suppose not really much else he could do. Shame it won't have the affect hes hoping for.
Back in Simpit command Bardawulf was suprised Elliot hadn't of taken the easy direct route which had a more direct approach which had no stealth to it whatsoever. However if there was no chopper patrol it could of been an easy stroll up to the objective through the woodland. Elliot had a situation developing on his hands that would soon be out of his control. Bardwulf gazed up at the viewing screen and watched intently thinking of how Elliots actions wouldn't have been so different from his own in the past near the begining of his Mech Pilot career for the Capellan Confederation.
Elliot saw the choppers come into range and then they suddenly began to change direction showing Elliot they had been spotted. He lined up both of his autocannons, slightly in front of them to compensate for their speed and fired both near enough the same time. The metallic ring of the autocannon burst rounds flying down the long barrels on the Jagermechs arms out into open space the yellow rounds disappearing off into the distance. The rounds simulataneously hit the choppers and smashed in 1 side the force of the impact knocking them to one side. The whole side they hit caved in and blew the other side out detonating missiles and explosive rounds inside the helicopters weapon bay. The resounding explosions showed that Elliots aim true and the choppers spiralled down into the ground making a thud followed by a metallic compacting screech/crunch. Elliot said “Right lets keep on pushing toward our mission objecti-” to be cut off by Hamas “Elliot we have got a situation here, I can confirm the choppers didnt notify their forces of our presence but they must have a Radar post as they have noticed that the single airborn patrol orbiting the armory has gone. We got enemy tanks heading our way and this means that the opponent Lance knows where we are. We must be quick as we do not have the assault mechs to make a long standing stand off against multiple Lances.” So this mission suddenly looks like its almost a 1 way ticket, but this mission is all based around tactical awareness and the next mission for the next group is decided off the outcome of our mission. “Sir iv picked up a Hunchback followed by an Atlas. Their current heading is heading straight for us.” Pressure pressure pressure... “THINK!! what could we do to make a difference here?” thoughts raced through Elliots mind. Elliot keyed in the radio and said “Hamas head toward them a little bit and split off to get the Hunchback away from that Atlas, then use your speed by circling it. The Hunchback will have trouble hitting you and you can tear up 1 of its legs as you are circling. Marcus your Trebuchet has a pair of LRM's, take him out from outside his optimal distance.”
Celestis smiled to herself as she saw Elliot coming up with ideas even in a situation such as this, but it still leaves a fully loaded 100 tonne Assault mech heading towards them. 2 heavy mechs would have issues dealing with a single assault mech and staying in a good condition for combat with the rest. Elliot however had 1 advantage, she was just hoping he would see it even though it was so plainly obvious, maybe to obvious a pilot would miss it.
Elliot now had to quickly decide what to do with the Atlas. Assault mechs are slow heavily armored and heavily gunned, he couldn't let it get in close to them or that would leave them in a position where mission completion would be a lot harder if not impossible. “THATS IT!!” Elliot shouted “Celestis put your mech into full reverse as will I and focus fire around the cockpit area. The Atlas will close the gap but hopefully he will go down before he even gets chance to do any real damage as he hasn't really got long range weapons, we do.” Elliot armed his Ultra Autocannons and fired them toward the head of the Atlas where the cockpit was. Celestis mech let off a screeching sound as missiles were launched from their twin missile pods either side of the mech. On the target mech status feed showed the Atlas chest armor go from green to a light yellow then orange within a few volleys. The Atlas fired off some large laser rounds cutting into the Jagermechs left arm, next autocannons smashed into the cockpit of Elliots mech. The mech rocked backwards almost losing ballance. Next thing i see missiles coming from behind the Atlas, slightly off to the right showing that marcus and Hamas had dealt with the Hunchback. “Need a hand there Elliot?” Marcus said “Yeah this Atlas is now within his optimal firing range and focusing everything hes got on me!” Elliot replied. There was a loud mettallic shriek as the left auto cannon arm was blown off knocking off the 1 of the autocannons and an attached Laser in process. Elliot re-aimed and changed his view to heat sensetive. Elliot remembered Bardawulf telling him anbout metals at higher temperatures are weaker. Celestis let off anova salvo of LRM's and firing her lasers into the giant brute of a mech, Elliot now standing there waiting, watching as the missiles closed and struck partly into the Atlas's head and the higher part of its torso making the Assault mechs body glow a bright white yellowy orange designating that a large amount of heat had been taken in by its armor. Elliot then launched an alpha strike, lasers hit first further increasing the temperature of the metal armor, only to be followed by the Ultra Autocannons mettalic rounds that burst in through the heated metal armors of the cockpit disintergrating the cockpit as it blew through with the force of the ammunition hitting it. The Atlas froze in its tracks mid step then toppled backwards.
Bardawulf smiled as his younger brothers Lance took out the Atlas. Unfortunately he could see Elliots Lance werwn't without there injuries, Hamas's Raven was limping on a cripled leg and Barda could see the trying situation Elliot was now put in, two heavies and a medium without a scout. “Elliot has no idea that this simulation is designed to be an unwinnable situation right?”said Bardawul “No he has no idea which is the idea, to see how much of a tactical bonus having Elliot as part of the Cappellan Federations ranking commanding officers and possibly follow in your footsteps, one day become a Lance Leader? Who knows” the Simpit commander said. “Elliot shows promise as working with a Lance but mission completion is another completely. When are you going to join our ranks in the training facility here? Your age is putting you at more and more of a disadvantage I would say Bard.” the officer commented 'Ha me a teacher? Could hardly see that happening, im a warrior and I will die a warrior. And I have yet to come across someone whos good enough to finish my days in this universe.
Elliot was breathing heavily adrenaline surging through his body “We are starting to lose our edge, BUT lets not let hostile forces take the initiative otherwise they will make use dance to their song, Hamas I can see your Mech is having difficulties with a heavily damaged leg, start heading toward the fortification, Marcus Celestis form up on me. We are going to take a slight detour.” Elliots console gave off 3 light bleeps “I register 3 hostile tanks en-route toward us, take em out before they get too close.” Without anything said over the radio Marcus and Celestis formed up on Elliots flanks and simultaneously launched full barrages of LRM's smashing into 2 of the Tanks crushing them under the force of the explosive impacts. The last tank came within range and started opening fire, the rounds making a clanging sound as they hit Elliots Jagermechs torso. “Try this on for size” Elliot said and lashed out with his 4 torso heavy lasers, the heat generated by the combined strength of the lasers melted through the tanks armour surrounding the left track and melting the tanks individual treads together causing that side of the tank to stop moving. Next Elliot opened fire with his Autocannon followed by the mettalic shriek once again of the rounds flying out of the cannon. The force of the impacts smashed the front of the Tank in as if someone had stamped on a empty can. The tank ceased moving or making any noise apart from the electrical clicking of the damaged Electrical components on board the tank malfunctioning. Next the Tank exploded outwards in a firey crescendo as the Tanks explosive armoury detonated. Elliot then carried on manouvering the direction the tanks had come from untill Elliot Sighted the armory. “We havent got the ability to take on much more enemy force than what we have already engaged, and we still have yet to engage the rest of the hostiles mechs which could well mean more Assault mechs... Hold on a minute I think I see something we could use to our advantage” Elliot eyes bulged as he thought he could confirm what he saw. Celestis Marcus, tell me what you see just to confirm I am correct in what I am seeing.” Celestic Marcus and Elliots mechs froze in there tracks “I see an armory and a Davion dropship still unloading Mechs, ammunition and other vehicles into the armory.” Elliot quickly keyed his radio again “Marcus Celestis Catch up with Hamas and be prepared to support what Liao forces our in the area, be wise to open comms with Liao forces still in the area to keep them involved so they know what is afoot.” he said to his Lancemates “Open up a comlink with the Davion dropship” Elliot said to his onboard mech CPU.
Back in the simpit command centre the sim command officer looked puzzlingly down at the console as it incoming request for radio communication sound chimed. “Patch it through” he said. “Davion Dropship this is Lance Commander Elliot Hems-Mann, we are offering you the chance to surrender in realisation of the stupidity and misconception of your assault on our planet.” The Simpit commander smiled to himself and looked at Bardawulf “Do not brush this offer for you to surrender off without considering why he is offereing it commander” Bardawulf said. “Quite a thing to say when you havent got anywhere near your objective and your Lance has taken a battering. On what terms must we agree to?” the commander said to humor Elliot. “You will be returned to your Federated Suns Aristocracy under escort, BUT you must leave all vehicles, equipment and prisoners behind where you will be escorted to a Liao detainment facility in preperation for transport back to New Avalon.” the commander laughed to himself “And if we refuse?” Elliot paused before replying “The bulk of your forces will meet their mutually assured destruction for the crimes they have commited on the Liao Province you have disgraced with your actions today. We will give you 15 minutes to comply with our requests”
Celestis was struck dumbfounded in Elliot offering the Davions a chance to surrender, all they had was 4 mechs some retaining some serious structural damage . “whatever your planning you better have a good plan of action to follow up your words as I think after doing this in a simulation near the end of your training could turn more than a few heads to see where your actions take you.”
Elliot smiled to himself “bought ourselves 15 minutes to help Hamas to reach his destination and show that Liao forces are survivors for a reason!” Whats left of their mech forces he could imagine would be heading towards the dropship to aid in its defence against ONE LONE MECHWARRIOR leaving the main objective of the mission clear.
Hamas reached his destination with Marcus and Celestis not far behind, he saw on brief visuals of the Davion mech forces heading toward Elliots position. “Elliot you do realise you have got a lot of heat heading your way!” Hamas said warningly “Its ok im not planning on having to fight them, I gave them the chance tro surrender and in 3 minutes time they will lose there dropship and supplies the dropship brought with it, I mean its so stupid but they have parked next to an armory with some serious high explosive weapons in which THEY put in there” Hamas grinned to himself how Elliot saw something that was so obvious that everyonelse missed it. “What are we to do here Elliot?” Elliot wasn't quite sure what to reply back to this “Well us beating these guys isn't an option but make things as hard as you can for them, get technicians to reconfigure the automated defenses to do what damage they can then get everyone to load up into hovertrucks or alternative transport and get back to base where we set off from, Hamas I suggest that you start making best speed back to there now so you aren't to far apart from the rest of the group when they set off due to your damaged leg.” “Elliot what are you planning to do? This mission will get you a KIA on your record” Hamas said voicing the obvious. “I plan to light up the dropship by hitting the armories explosives that in turn should set off the heavy incendiaries which should hopefully smash out and tear up the dropship leaving it disabled.” Elliot said then paused “A lot of hope in that plan of yours” Hamas said “But not very obvious, they wont know what hit em.”
“Davion dropship, this is Elliot Hems-Mann I am giving you your last chance to surrender.” Elliot spoke into the cockpit with 'radio transmit' button depressed. “Thankyou for the offering us the chance but I believe it is me who should be offering you the same chance, your mech is damaged and there are 2 Lances not 2 minutes away. You have done quite well on this mission Elliot, why not quit whilst your ahead and not get a KIA statistic added to your report.” “I'm not finished yet, you overlooked a lot of things with your actions, if you had just followed correct procedure you could have avoided whats just about to happen.” The Sim Commander saw his plans work very efficiently and by closing the gap between the armory and the dropship landing zone he greatly decreased the unloading time for equipment, mechs and weapons. “Elliot we have finished the sim just stand down and I won't have to add a KIA to your report.” Elliot stopped and thought to himself 'stupid fool' and locked onto the explosive missile batteries in storage he could just see inside the armory, all his lasers were out of range but his last autocannon had the range. Elliot was just hoping the heat of the rounds would be enought o set the high explosive missiles off which hadnt had their detonators screwed in yet so the impact of the autocannon rounds would cause them to detonate. As Elliot lined up the last remaining arm of his battlemech he could make out another Atlas followed by 2 Highlanders and being overtaken by another 4 heavy mechs. Schhrrrriiiiiiinnnggggg! As the autocannon rounds flew down and out the end of the barrel and impacted there target with a dull thud...
The sim commander ordered the armory doors to begin closing, but that would take a whole 2 minutes! “Send everything we have left out to engage him and stop him from trying to take out the armory!”Elliots first rounds from the autocannon unfortunately didnt have the desired affect. He looked down at the inventory console in his cockpit at the weapons display, it showed 0 Autocannon ammunition left. Elliot started accelerating toward the hangard as he saw the armory doors begin to close, “must be enough time to get in range of the lasers!” if only he had equiped a rocket launcher that fired single unguided rockets he wouldnt have this problem. The enemy Assault mechs had come in range of LRM's, one assault mech launched a salvo followed by another 2 heavy mech missile boats launch, all equipped with LRM's. At full speed Elliot had a moment where he went deaf for a moment and time slowed down. “How much they look like stars in the daytime sky” Elliot smiledas he gazed at how something so destructive could look so beautiful. His hearing came back and time spead back up sucking him back in.
Bardawulf watched the sim display screen with a smile growing across his face, this wasn't a tactic he had taught him but one which could have some serious affect to the invading forces. Question was had Elliot thrown caution to the wind for preserving his life in aim for the greater good of the Capellan Confederation. This would be smiled upon by the Tacticians of the House, but would mean he would have a shorter professional life as a mechwarrior...
Elliots heart was racing as he was approaching the correct range with these LRM's forcing down upon him. They were like fireflies a few missing and impacting all over his Mechs body knocking him off balance and too the floor. The critical damage warning light had flicked on and was whirling round in the ceiling of the cockpit. In that last impact Elliot had lost his other Autocannon arm and arm laser, he made the mech rock its top half back and hoping the gyro was still working half decently. He ckicked his left leg out in front of him as he rocked backwards and was down on one knee position. Elliot could see even more missile fire inbound on his position with projectiles heading for him also. No more time to get back up as he swung his Mechs armless torso round and unleashed his 4 heavy lasers which were just in range as more missiles and projectiles imnpaced the top half of his torso making his gyro go unstable as everything started vibrating. Elliot just calmly reached forward s and pulled the eject handlewhich made his simpits cockpit screen show his pod ejecting releasing his seat at highest altitude and the chute was released, he also carried on watching the armory hoping he had got it. Took a full 10 seconds as the enemy mechs began to circle round to investigate what had happend as the doors were closing as the armory exploded in a humungous explosion which engulfed one of the assault mechs smashing them overwhilst the Heavy Incenderies ignited sending tracer fire everywhere cutting down another 2 heavy mechs and seriously damaging all other mechs surrounding the armory + dropship. The dropship steadily took hits all along the base and mid of its structure till there was suddenly a deep 'BOOOOOM' which the sound was depressed as if it was coming from a neighbouring room indicating that a round had penetrated the Dropships cargo hold and ignited what was left of the ordanance it was unloading to the Armory. The following ewxplosions were clear for everyone to hear as the dropship was ripped open from the inside by numerous explosions doing even more damage to the mechs.
Elliots screen went blank displaying words 'SIM COMPLETE' and the door opened slowly with a hiss and Elliot exited the sim pit with a smile on his face.
As the battered Liao forces retreated from the stronghold they had become trapped inside by Davion Mech forces. They had been liberated by the absense of the Davion Mechs and the appearance of 3 mechwarriors to take out any left over Davion resistance. The Strongholds beseiged forces changed the authenticated targets for the automated weaponry/turrets which Davion forces had covertly shut down before their assault. The heavily damaged Davion mechs returning too the main objective with a sense of defeat were quickly cut down by the automated defences.
To be continued!!
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Edited by Fatal 4, 29 January 2013 - 03:49 AM.
