[center][h1]Fireteam Anvil[/h1][/center] [center][h2][color=ec008c]Samantha "Chaos" Dalton[/color][/h2] [/center] [center][h2][color=8dc73f]Chuck "Boomer" Simmons[/color] [/h2][/center] [center][h2][color=fff200]Freya “Frigga” Kanatariio[/color] [/h2] [/center] [center][h2][color=7ea7d8]Jamie “Scion” Kanatariio[/color][/h2] [/center] [center][h2][color=fff79a]Athena "Valkyrie" Kanatariio[/color] [/h2][/center] [center][h2] [color=f7941d]Adam "Wilk" Stanislaw Kajtanowicz[/color] [/h2][/center] [b]Soundtrack: [url=https://youtu.be/MjwttGizNEs?feature=shared] Hail to the King - Avenged Sevenfold[/url] [/b] [hr] Frigga grabbed one of the overhead roll bars. And bumped Chuck on the hip as he jumped out first. She smiled, [color=fff200]“Be careful please. And if you need help don’t fret bringing anything my way. I don’t mind helping my man out.” [/color] Soon though she too is leaping out, spreading out their forces a bit to give them a much better chance of accomplishing their job. So as Boomer goes off to do his stuff, she also starts her own work. The big woman makes her way through the buildings, smiling a little. She can hear soldiers running towards Chuck's location at the moment. And that can only mean… …they wouldn’t be completely prepared for her appearance. So when she steps out from among some barracks and out into a thoroughfare, she’s immediately in the middle of several platoons of Lighter Juggernauts, Heavies, and tons of infantry. This could very well be a cartoon moment. As she stands there for a time she watches as they mill and officers shout getting the PLA soldiers moving. The Light Juggernauts, shrugging into their layered kevlar, ceramic and metal plate armored suits. While a few heavies pull themselves up into their Heavy suits. And the infantry mill and grab equipment. Right up until a soldier bumps into her and goes sprawling. Then looking up at her and then hollering, pointing at her, “[i][color=ed1c24]Enemy! Enemy Heavy![/color][/i]” The soldiers Mandarin growly. Freya sighs, and in fairly fluent Mandarin herself says, [i][color=fff200]"Oh sweet summer child, I’m not just any enemy."[/color][/i] She looks around using her HUD, spotting several targets. And instead of speaking in Mandarin she just simply says, [color=fff200]“Fire!”[/color] And Hell rains down. Distantly five thumps can be heard. [hr] Jamie stands on the edge of the blimp, a strange assembly of tubes, titanium rods, and several bracing spikes resting on his right side. He speaks into Comms, [color=7ea7d8]“Chuck? My Future Brother, give me some coordinates on those ICVs, I haven’t used this OTH rig yet. I want to blow something up.”[/color] He waited, the advanced HUD of the OTH Rig giving him coordinates and launch vectors. With a smile he leaned back on the bracing spikes, and triggered the Rig, letting a very large, HEDP rocket, slide into launch position, [color=7ea7d8]“I’d get very far from that ICV Boomer.”[/color] He says with a chuckle. [hr] Chuck had begun to work his way over to the area where he saw Freya fighting. He had become the target of opportunity in his area. Chuck towered over the much shorter PLA army. The explosions had killed and wounded a great deal of soldiers. The confusion and mayhem he was sowing among the PLA was working. Some men were running away from the weapons fire, explosions, and shrapnel. Others saw him and were running towards him. Chuck kept moving at a steady pack back towards where he had last seen Freya. Chuck chuckled even as he turned his attention to sending targeting data to Jamie. [color=8dc73f]“Well since you asked so nicely. Would you mind taking care of these for me. Oh and maybe see what you can do about that incoming helicopter.”[/color] He used his HUD and the integrating communications that Samantha had built into their gear to send him the lidar and radar data from his suit’s sensors. [color=8dc73f]“You might want to hurry if you want to beat your sister to the ICVs.” [/color] He chuckled and looked around and sighed. He knew the fight was just getting started but he had been disappointed so far. Then he spotted the heavies near Freya and smiled. He would wait till she invited him before he stepped in. He wouldn’t take one of her kills unless it looked like she was in trouble. Chuck’s inner marine picked out the tone of barking orders. He couldn’t understand what was being said but authority and tone carried. He turned and gave Duke a hand sign to send him hunting. Chuck used his sensors to locate a high value target. It looked like there was a high level commander whose morning they had interrupted. Chuck hadn’t studied the ranking system in the PLA. He saw the fancy oak leaves on the man’s collar and smiled. He didn’t need to know his rank to see the man was whipping their enemy into shape and getting them moving in the same direction. The man was surrounded by a large group of men all of them armed with machine guns. Chuck charged into the middle of them. His size, speed and strength knocked them over like bowling pins. He laughed [color=8dc73f]“Strike!”[/color] He used Lucille to clear a wide arc in front of him. The commander was screaming and pointing at him now. Not that it was doing him much good. Chuck just continued almost undeterred towards the commander. A brave soldier tried to take him down by tackling him. Chuck managed to stay upright, unfortunately other soldiers took their cue from the man and Chuck found himself dogpiled by a large group of men. The man who had originally lunged at him had his arms wrapped around his legs. His body was being pinned to the ground by four more men. It looked more like an American Football pile than professional soldiers fighting. Chuck had been surprised by the tactic, overwhelmed with a large number of opponents. [hr] Meanwhile Freya rises a hand, and makes a shape with her fingers like a fox head, and grins, [color=fff200]“Kon!”[/color] Just as five high velocity tungsten rounds, streak in from the direction of the blimp. Funny thing about these rounds, they have no explosive warheads…it’s just a very fast moving and very hard hitting round. Ever hear of a Kinetic Bombardment strike? AKA Rods from God. Think of these Railgun shots…just like that. So when five land in quick succession, they send soldiers flying, absolutely hits one of the Heavies dead in the chest, and sends a duo of Light Juggernauts flying. [hr] With the flank taking place with Sam, Adam took some more fire, but was drawing more than enough for Sam to flank, and fill the men with knives, bullets, and violence. She was not too bad, a good pick after all Skye, he thought back to himself, as he leaped over the concrete barrier, knowing his approach was less of a charging one like Skye’s, more a patient, drawing one. Picking off a couple more soldiers further in with the rifle, Adam flicked to his USAS and with solid slug rounds, had a hell of a lump to put into even the more armoured PLA troops guarding the hangar, skidding between cover to let the field generator charge back up, before he slotted more enemies with it. Plenty of bodies between him and Sam, many of them just weren’t breathing anymore, as he went through the door, finding Sam hacking away the first mech. His instinct was to run across to the other side, after checking the far end of the hangar, and check the other one. With an exoskeleton-assisted peel open of the lower leg, Adam cursed, a firm [color=f7941d]“Kurwa”[/color] saying all he needed to. [color=f7941d]“Kurwa….., this one’s offline. Power to it is dead. They removed the hydrogen cells, so this thing isn’t going anywhere….and we haven’t got enough time to fit any before they take this place back. Okay, Chaos, looks like only one of us is piloting one of these steel beasts, you have a better chance than I do. I will cover you.”[/color] Adam retorted back, running over, the full-face, exoskeleton wearing Pole sauntering over, checking the rest of the mech over. It was one hell of a thing, about 16 feet tall, not really a mech by some standards and more of a titan really, but semantics were semantics when it had the amount of weaponry that it packed. An amped up Trophy Generator, akin to the one in Marrakesh and plenty of titanium armour shielded the thing, with wheels making it trundle on top of the bipedal legs that let it stomp. A large anti-aircraft and anti-armour missile launching rack sat on the back, with a GAU-19 .50 cal minigun in the right arm, and what looked like a pair of Mk19 grenade launchers for the left arm, capable of blowing anything up it hit. That made it feel like it could punch a hole in most things, and it was fully loaded and ready to go. [hr] Samantha didn’t pause to scratch the itch on the tip of her nose. She was focused on getting past the updated encrypted security that Artemis thought would keep her out of their systems. She snarled and curled her lip. This was one of her best skills. Her cross trained skills of computer expertise with mechanical engineering gave her a leg up on most hackers. She had other ways of bypassing security. She used an electrical trick to reboot the circuit boards and primary CPU to its basic BIOS setting. She purged the security and operating systems. It was faster to replace them than fight with them. She smiled in triumph as she restored the mech’s operating systems from BOB’s accessible database. That way she knew she wouldn’t face any surprises in the field. She encrypted it and added a communication chipset that she had brought with her. That would allow her to keep Artemis and the PLA out of the mech’s systems as it was being piloted. She was in the zone, hyper focused on her task. She had not realized that Adam was there until he spoke to get her attention. She had just finished updating the systems and encrypting the mech to obey her commands and communicate on their encrypted frequency. Her head jerked as she focused on Adam. It took a moment for her focus to shift out of the hyper focused state she had been in. She nodded to Adam. [color=ec008c]“Understood. I am almost done here. I just need to seal this panel back up and this one will be ready to head into the fray. Let me sabotage this one so it can’t be used by the enemy. I will be right behind you.” [/color] Samantha sealed the mech back up. She then went to the other mech. She smiled as she noted that while they had disabled the mech and removed the hydrogen cells, no one had removed the backup power supply battery. She grinned as she rigged a nasty surprise for anyone who tried to restore the mech to use. It only took her a minute or so to rewire the mech to overheat the battery and cause an explosion. She piled as much loose ammunition and grenades she could find on the bodies under the battery compartment. The mech would blow in about 5 minutes. She then climbed up into the mech she had just commandeered. She began the startup sequence. [color=ec008c]“Bob integrate with the mech systems. Please route all incoming sensor data to my HUD.”[/color] Samantha strapped herself into the harness. She did a few test movements to get the hang of piloting the mech. It was a new mechanical for her. She had some simulation time but this was not a design she was overly familiar with. Most of them operated in similar ways. She had no trouble figuring out how to get the mech to move. She caught onto the unique balance it took to keep the mech walking as she followed in Adam’s wake. [hr] Adam moved towards the door, hearing gunfire emerge as he brought his own field generator up, looking back up at Sam’s new form with her mech. [color=f7941d]“No good, looks like there is a fuckton of them outside. Think you can handle it with that thing? I’ll try and pick off anyone trying to take you down on the flanks, this one is all you Chaos!”[/color] Adam retorted, backing off and heading to the side door, clattering two more men in the head and torso with rounds from his USAS, a brutal scene as he let Sam take pride of place. Through the door, he could see at least a dozen, maybe two dozen PLA troops responding, outside of the anarchy at the dockyard and now at the warehouse, where a helicopter had fallen out of the sky, a lot more was inbound to this mech hangar, as they no doubt realised what was about to happen. Helicopters, armoured vehicles and plenty more troops were inbound. Against two, not great odds. [hr] Samantha smiled as she answered Adam. [color=ec008c]“With pleasure boss. This is why they call me Chaos.”[/color] She kicked the trophy system to a high setting, before she stepped through the open hangar door. She let loose with the minigun spraying the group to her right. She launched a grenade at the group on the left. She just smiled wickedly as she stomped out of the building. Bodies began to fall as blood blossomed like red flowers as her aim sprayed a group of six before they started firing back at her. The grenade exploded, taking another 4 men with it. Sam fired another grenade towards the back of the group as she used her minigun to sweep another group that had kindly bunched up together to make a nice enticing target. That was so helpful of them. She was quickly thinning out the group waiting right outside the door but she could see more on the way. As she focused on thinning out the group immediately in front of her, she put Bob to work. [color=ec008c]“Bob, scan for heavy targets of opportunity. Primary focus on targets impeding our team.”[/color] Samantha had a pile of wounded and dead bodies in front of her mech. She began to move away from the hangar. She needed to do her part in the plan. She smiled as she continued to use the mini gun to take out the remaining troops. [color=ec008c]“I cleared the front door of guests but we have more uninvited guests inbound.”[/color] There were a few stragglers chasing her as she moved away from the building. Their weapons were unable to penetrate the heavy armor of the mech. So far the Trophy system had captured all the heavy grenades or heavy caliber bullets sent her way. It was only a matter of time. [hr] Adam stayed the hell out of her way, letting her lead, as right now, that mech of her was grabbing all she could get, bullets and 40mm grenades bouncing off or getting repelled by the Trophy System, as he took out some flanking enemies, clattering them with slugs before sliding a new mag in, picking up a couple of PLA soldiers readying up an anti-tank missile against the mech. Adam made short work of them, staying out of the way though of the mech’s main thrust, watching it stomp towards the main barrack area, where Freya and Chuck were single handedly raising hell. [hr] Samantha began to make her way towards the area by the barracks where Chuck and Freya were engaged with the PLA. Bob’s mechanical voice sounded inside her cockpit. [color=ed145b]“Attack helicopter inbound. Sensors indicate it has a trophy system.”[/color] Sam didn’t pause as she continued to launch grenades towards oncoming groups of soldiers. [color=ec008c]“Bob target that helicopter and launch two anti aircraft missiles at it.”[/color] She sent a grenade at yet another approaching pickup truck with a heavy gun mounted in the back of it. She continued to move forward at a steady pace. If the soldiers didn’t give way, she stepped on them and over them. A few were injured as she crushed limbs since they didn’t dodge fast enough. It was just another way to eliminate the enemy. She smiled as she spoke into the comms. [color=ec008c]“Frigga and Boomer, I am on my way. I will try to leave you a few.”[/color] She smiled as she knew that would get some competitive response from her teammates. Sam grinned evilly as the armored attack copter managed to use chaff to evade one missile which got deflected by the trophy system but it could only do so much at a time. [hr] Frigga grinned, as the last of the earth fell down from the five impacts. Smoke clearing from fires that were started, dirt and dust raining down. The soldiers were scrambling and staggering. Mandarin and Cantonese being shouted. Some asking what happened, others trying to get control of the situation. And during this time after that first strike, Frigga begins to laugh, [color=fff200]“Ah haha, it works! Ahahahah! Finally, not just a test. Real, combat usage of a full size rail cannon! Finally!”[/color] The hiss of steel on leather and metal rings clear, as Starbreaker is drawn, [color=fff200]“I don’t need a gun for most of you.” [/color] And she then wades into them, the heavy, dense cudgel sweeping side to side. A strike sending a Light Juggernaut reeling. A backhand blow absolutely destroys a poor infantry man. When they find the infantry man after all this, they would record his hips and pelvis absolutely crushed, almost liquified! But it’s the next one that is something to see. Even as infantry start to fight back, one of the heavies, a big northern man, maybe with some Mongol in him paces over, swinging a big combat axe high. The Light Infantry realize, this is a battle among giants now. And it’s amazing to see. Frigga lets the axe hiss by her left shoulder, as she slams the spiked butt end of Starbreaker into the enemy Heavies chest. And wonder of wonders, when the heavy reels and brings a back hand blow, the blunt side of the axe pinging off Frigga’s helmet. The shock of her surprised cry as she’s actually struck back echoes briefly across comms. The fight continues. The PLA Heavy snarling in Mandarin, something about [color=ed1c24]“She’s mine!”[/color] As some of the lights try and get in close to stab at her with bayonets. Not fast enough as Frigga, kicks the Enemy heavy back, spins and douses four of those poor Light Infantry with Suns Core! They scream and howl, maybe managing three steps each before they fall, the super heated matter burning them alive. She points Starbreaker at the enemy heavy, [color=fff200]“We’ve got unfinished business!”[/color] And the pair clash again. And that’s probably how Chuck and Duke find them, Frigga and The Enemy Heavy in a brawl. [hr] Elsewhere Jamie grins, his mouth wide in a rictus of joy. One word. [color=7ea7d8]“Launching…”[/color] And first one, then two…then three huge HEDP rockets hiss free from the OTH rig. Spinning skyward, correction jets hissing then off they all go. His suit computers watching, [color=7ea7d8]“Impact in….5…”[/color] [color=7ea7d8]“4…” “…3…” “And 2…” “Now!”[/color] The last few surviving ICVs vanish in balls of fire and impact debris. Jamie laughing like a mad man over Comms, [color=7ea7d8]“Oh why didn’t I ask to use this before, this thing is amazing.”[/color] He sheds the rig though and turns to his sister, [color=7ea7d8]“Oh? Are we moving then my dear? Of course of course.”[/color] He reaches to his feet, grabbing his .50s, [color=7ea7d8]“Lead the way.[/color] [hr] Athena looked to her right, the gold visored, dark-blue metallic sheen of the heavy’s gaze [color=fff79a]“See you planetside.”[/color] And with it, Athena merely pushed forwards and dropped, gravity turning her suit over to point her head down, and the new thruster pack, detachable, kicked in, as it would for Jamie. Express delivery to their landing sites, and Athena hollered loudly over the comms, falling out of her airship and soaring like a comet into the action. [hr] Chuck had targeted the higher PLA officer. He had taken out the men around the officer before he was overwhelmed by sheer numbers. He found himself on the ground on his back with one man wrapped around his legs and the other four trying to pin his torso and arms. Chuck just chuckled and let out a whistle to get Duke’s attention. He turned on the external microphone on his helmet. [color=8dc73f]“Aww that’s really cute guys. You thought I came alone.”[/color] Chuck engaged the additional strength boost in his armor from the synthetic tendons and hydraulics. Combined with his already abnormally high strength, men began to go flying through the air as Chuck bucked them off. [color=8dc73f]“Meet my partner.”[/color] He gave Duke the word for attack. The malinois lunged right in, his jaws clamping over the PLA soldier sitting on his chest. Duke went straight for the man’s throat, blood sprayed all over him as Duke dragged the man off him. The soldier that had been trying to hold down his left arm screamed at the sight of his partner’s blood spraying as Duke found an artery and took off running. Chuck had managed to fling the man on his right arm away from him. He bucked again and kicked out with both legs dislodging the man who had been wrapped around his legs. His strong kick caved the man’s torso in. Chuck climbed to his feet. He called Duke off seeing the man he had taken out was dead. Chuck quickly dispatched the men on the ground around him. He took a few quick steps away and turned to check on Freya before turning back to the situation he found himself in. The PLA officer he had been targeting had managed to rally his men. Chuck found himself surrounded by a line of men two deep. He figured that there had to be at least twenty soldiers surrounding him. The PLA officer was shaking an angry fist at him and yelling at his troops. It was obvious whatever he had said had motivated them. They started to close on Chuck. He just laughed wickedly and hit the retract button on Lucille’s chain. They might have knocked the weapon out of his hand but it was still attached to his wrist. He waited till the chain had shortened and then began to spin it. He sent the heavy club out in a deadly whirlwind of heavy tungsten steel. The first row of soldiers knocked back into the second row. The soldiers he had hit were fatally wounded as bones not only were crushed but pulverized and soft tissue liquified. The momentum of the heavy club spinning them forcefully into the compatriots behind them. Chuck turned towards the officer who was looking panicked now. Chuck began to move in a straight line towards him. He pointed at him letting him know he was coming for him. Soldiers behind the officer had seen what had happened and were backing away as Chuck stepped closer. Chuck ran the last few steps. The officer fired his pistol at Chuck at point blank range but it was not a high enough caliber to pierce his armor. He picked the man up by the neck and squeezed till his head fell off. He dropped the man and whistled at Duke. The two of them began a light jog back towards his battle goddess. He could see she was doing well on her own. He watched her situation closely. PLA soldiers from farther away were closing in on his position and following him warily. Chuck had taken out the immediate threat around him. Some brave soldiers were firing at him. Chuck was not in trouble yet. Sooner or later someone with a higher caliber of rifle was bound to try and shoot him. [hr] Samantha was making her way towards where she had left Frigga and Boomer. She continued to stomp her way towards the two when Bob's mechanical voice interrupted her. [color=ed145b]“Missiles inbound, they were launched from a ship off the coast.”[/color] Samantha didn’t hesitate. [color=ec008c]“Bob, route Raven resources to target that ship. Fire countermeasures to take out those missiles before they take us out along with the PLA.”[/color] Samantha had to stop the mech as she held the PLA at bay while Bob’s capacity was being utilized to prevent disaster. It was just like Rose to target her own troops if it meant taking out her problems too. Samantha worked with Bob on firing solutions. The 6 missiles launched from the ship in the Indian Ocean were shot down one by one using a laser to knock the munitions cones off dropping them into the ocean. Samantha’s attention was drawn to an approaching heavy. The heavy armor was not as elegant as the armor she had created for Chuck. It was clunky and boxy looking. It was heavily armored and moved slowly but the armor it had was going to be a bitch to get through. Samantha fired a missile at the heavy operator moving slowly towards her position. The missile hit but the heavy just kept coming towards her. The armor was charred and had a damaged pock marked surface. It had taken damage but not enough to disable it. Samantha lifted the grenade launcher and fired three grenades close together at it. Samantha turned her mech and moved to intercept it. The heavy began firing heavy caliber rounds at her. She moved the mech as fast as she could trying to dance it out of the way of the rounds. She switched to the .50 caliber minigun and aimed at the heavy’s center torso. The armor shrugged off some of the rounds but Samantha stitched them up the middle. She smiled as she heard cries of pain come from the armor. She put the grenade launcher into one of the holes opened on the chest cavity and fired a grenade inside. She jumped backwards as the heavy suit exploded into a cloud of shrapnel. Chaos grinned as she couldn’t help thinking to herself, [i]Chaos always finds a way to fuck up your day.[/i] She hoped Boomer and Frigga were holding their own while she dealt with this threat. Samantha: [color=ec008c]“Bob, how is targeting that ship going?”[/color] Bob: [color=ed145b]“Missile support from the Flying Butt have disabled the ship.” [/color] Samantha couldn’t hold the laugh in. [color=ec008c]“Flying Butt, Bob?”[/color] Bob: [color=ed145b]“That seemed to be the craft’s name based on the conversations I recorded Chaos.” [/color] Samantha just shook her head. That would teach her to be playful around an AI that took everything literally. She reviewed her lidar and radar to see if they had any more unforeseen activity in the area. [hr] Freya grunted and spun, a full 360 degrees. The enemy swung round and wide. The Starbreaker and the battle axe met in the middle. But only one weapon really is capable of surviving this. And Starbreaker wins. The moment hangs though the heavy staring at the broken haft of his combat axe. Freya backing up a step or two, panting, [color=fff200]“You’re good.”[/color] She says nodding to the enemy heavy, [color=fff200]“You’re very good.”[/color] Starbreaker slides into it’s back holster. She looks over seeing Chuck arrive, [color=fff200]“Just give me a moment hun!”[/color] Before she spins up her energy rifle and fries the heavy with bolts of white hot energy. As the man fell, spasming from the EMP from her shots and the holes in his chest, Freya turned, watching as Chuck and Duke rocked along on a few PLA. She turned on the afterburners, running to meet up with Chuck. And just in time as someone with a big rifle stepped out from behind some cover, maybe having forgotten about her. She shouts, [color=fff200]“Boomer down!”[/color] The PLA soldier with the big rifle squeezes the rifle bucking. And a second later Frigga runs over him, several hundred pounds of big woman and heavy armor. He has about enough time to look over his shoulder, before Frigga runs him down. And even crashes through the shooter's cover, bins and barrels and crates going flying and crushing under her weight and speed. She crashed into a shed then, and disappeared into a cloud of debris, and dust. A few straggler PLA even peppering the ruin with rifle fire. For a moment nothing, then a streak of blue hot matter spews out, dousing one man, and lighting another’s arm aflame. It’s a very pissed looking Frigga, Battle Goddess who steps free of the ruin, [color=fff200]“You all tried to shoot my man!”[/color] Forget the rifle, forget the plasma thrower, forget the hammer. She charges the men, using body weight, big muscled arms, and powerful body, tossing the PLA around like so many stick men. All the while she makes her way towards Chuck, [color=fff200]“I’m on my way babe!”[/color] She calls, as she grabs one poor PLA grunt and hurls him by mean strength alone, right past Chuck and Duke, she shouts, [color=fff200]“Duke! Sic!”[/color] And points at the flying soldier. The big Malinois let out a Ruff and chased the man, jumping him as soon as he landed, growling and screams of horror as the powerful dog makes quick work of him. Frigga finally reaches Boomer, [color=fff200]“Glad to see you babe. I see you brought more friends.”[/color] She motions as the soldiers that had been following behind him start to catch up, [color=fff200]“Shall we finish this then?”[/color] [hr] Chuck had been jogging back towards Frigga. He was tall enough and big enough to be a target of opportunity for the PLA. It didn’t hurt that they had been watching him take out scores of their buddies. Chuck was focused on making it back to Freya so they could regroup. They still needed to keep the soldiers in the barracks area tied up and away from the second team. There was another small group of soldiers trying to catch up with Chuck. He had longer legs though and his armor’s synthetic tendons and hydraulics allowed him to move faster than them. He was staying just ahead of them. Chuck’s instincts kicked in as he heard Freya’s warning. He instantly hit the deck and covered his head. Duke barked and darted off to one side. Chuck heard the report of a large rifle coming from behind him. He heard the sound of Freya’s armor moving as servos whined as she kicked into a run as she ran right past him. He winced when he heard the metallic crash and crunch as his beloved crushed her target literally. He then heard the spattering of lighter gun fire. He couldn’t help but smile not that anyone could see it behind his visor as Freya claimed him openly in battle. He didn’t even care if he got hell from the rest of the team later for her charging in to save him and punishing those who wanted to hurt him. To Chuck it was validation that she cared about him as much as he did her. Chuck was climbing to his feet as Duke went racing after the PLA soldier like Freya had tossed him a treat. [color=8dc73f]“Thanks sweetheart. You are already spoiling him. I won’t complain about the save though. Shall we send our uninvited guests to the underworld of their choosing?”[/color] He whistled to bring Duke back to him and Freya. He didn’t want him to get too far away. Chuck saw one of the PLA soldiers manning a portable grenade launcher and aiming it in their general direction. Chuck took out the soldier aiming the grenade launcher at his battle goddess with extreme prejudice. He lifted his rifle to his shoulder and fired, taking him out just as the man pulled the trigger. The force of the bullet clipped the man in the head throwing the aim off as the man pitched backwards. Chuck just moved down the line aiming for heads. His marksmanship on display as he quickly aimed, fired, and repeated and on down the line. Dropping 5 soldiers heading towards them. [hr] Freya grins and briefly hugs him, then sighs as a rifle round hits one of her shields, turning the round into so many sparks. [color=fff200]“Can’t have even a single quiet moment sometime.”[/color] She drew one of the tomahawks off her thigh with one hand, and the AEW with her other, bracing it carefully, [color=fff200]“Let’s take care of this huh?”[/color] She started forward, with a heave sending her tomahawk buzzsawing through the air, the big blade catching one of the infantry men high on the chest. She’s running to grab it back up, firing her AEW from the hip when something big swings from between two buildings. Frigga manages to shout, [color=fff200]“Oh shit.”[/color] Before she’s sent rolling. One then another and yet still another and finally a fourth Heavy, full geared and armed step out into view. Frigga getting to her feet and rubbing at the burned out shield emitter that took the brunt of that big slab of steel one of them is holding that kind of resembles a sword. Something Gutz might hold in that anime Jamie likes. She lets out a breath, and calls to Boomer, [color=fff200]“Hun I think we have some fun lined up. I hope our first date is this much fun.”[/color] She holsters her AEW and pulls Starbreaker down off her shoulders. One of the heavies raising his own hammer as if in respectful salute. She pings all four heavies on her HUD and turns to Chuck, [color=fff200]“I want the one with the hammer and big sword. You okay with taking the other two?”[/color] As she’s saying this her throw claw snakes down and clamps around the wide heavy pommel balance of Starbreaker. The smile can’t be seen but it’s clear in her communications with Chuck, her arm chambering back abit, ready to throw Starbreaker, [color=fff200]“Ready?”[/color] She asks Chuck. [hr] Chuck growled as he took out the group of soldiers supporting the man with the grenade launcher. He grumbled [color=8dc73f]“NO one hurts my lady! Not on my watch.” [/color] He smiled happily and hugged his battle goddess before bullets interrupted them once more. Chuck complained with a sigh. [color=8dc73f]“They couldn’t give me one minute before starting up again?” [/color] Chuck made a point of admiring Freya’s form as she threw the axe. [color=8dc73f]“I am taking notes for our first date. I promise to make it memorable. Nice form love![/color]” He was moving towards her when a heavy stepped out into view sideswiping Freya and knocking her over. She was just as quick to get back on her feet. Chuck laughed as she told him which two she wanted. He wouldn’t argue with her. There were enough to go around. Chuck’s voice was laced with humor as he responded to her request. [color=8dc73f]“But of course darling. I will make sure to give tweedle dee and tweedle dum your regards.” [/color] Chuck laughed as the tallest Asian man he had ever seen came towards him. The heavy was moving somewhat slowly in his heavy armor. He was almost as tall as Chuck but he was strangely heavy set for an Asian. The man reminded Chuck of a thin Sumo wrestler. The man was wearing a partial helmet so his face was visible. He had a soul patch on his chin and had some rolls around his chin. The man had a 50 caliber machine gun with a belt of ammo that was feeding from a box built into the armor’s shoulder. The man was swinging his gun around and aiming it towards Samantha who was coming up behind Freya and him. He fired the gun with really bad aim. The bullets hit the ground but the man managed to adjust his fire as he walked it towards the mech that Samantha was piloting. Chuck just laughed as he took careful aim. Chuck decided to be smart and just take one of them out. He could take his time with the other one. Just because Chuck could go toe to toe with these guys didn’t mean he should. He didn’t relish being put in the middle of a heavy beat down. Chuck: [color=8dc73f]“Hey Tweedle Dum! My lady sends her regards!”[/color] Chuck sent a round directly into the man’s face. He stopped in place, his armor holding him upright. The man’s finger was still on the trigger as the gun’s recoil finally knocked the man over. [hr] Samantha had been working her way towards the rest of her team. The mech didn’t move all that quickly since she was having to fight the entire way. Soldiers kept taking potshots at her. Most of them lacked weapons heavy enough to do any real damage to the mech. She could hear the bullets pinging off the armor. Samantha had just brought the mech around the corner of one of the tall tent rows and was moving towards where Chuck and Freya were engaging some heavies. One of the heavies targeted her in the mech. Samantha winced as she heard bullets sinking into the armor. She cursed when the soldier hit something. She had a warning light that the armor had been compromised along the torso. Samantha looked over the gauges. It looked like she had gotten lucky. While he had penetrated the armor, there had been no serious damage to any of the systems. Bob informed her that torso armor integrity had been reduced by 25 percent. [color=ec008c]“Acknowledged Bob.”[/color] She then sent out over comms. [color=ec008c]“Thanks for the assist, Boomer.” [/color] [hr] Chuck responded to Samantha’s comm message. [color=8dc73f]“Anytime Chaos.”[/color] Chuck turned to face the other heavy, who had used Chuck’s distraction with his partner to close on him. This heavy who he was calling Tweedle Dee was definitely the smarter of the two. The man had a heavy machine gun but had a heavy blade he was swinging at Chuck. Chuck managed to duck under the blade as the man was aiming for his head. The heavy Chuck was fighting, was wearing identical armor to the last but the man had Eastern European features. Chuck was guessing he was Russian. He had a nasty scar that puckered and bisected his left cheek. Chuck pulled Lucille and used it to block the man’s blade. The ringing noise was loud and reverbated up his arm even through his armor. Chuck realized that he had a slight speed and agility advantage over the man he was fighting. [color=8dc73f]Chuck: “Hello Tweedle Dee.” [/color] Chuck was smiling as the fight picked up. The two men railed at each other and blocked each other’s attacks. Chuck had to give it to his opponent, the man was remaining professional and keeping his cool. He was a much better fighter than the last guy. Chuck managed to capture the man’s wrist with his right hand and force the blade to the side as he head butted the guy in the nose. His armored helmet broke the man’s nose as blood went flying. While this was happening, a regular soldier was sneaking up behind Freya. He had a carbine in his hands. Chuck had been tied up in his fight. The man was moving into firing position when Duke leaped on the man and took him down to the ground. He tore into the soldier’s arm that had been holding the gun. The man screamed and was trying to free his arm. Duke’s weight made it hard for the man to do much now that he had him on the ground. The soldier managed to punch Duke. Duke yelped and let go of the man’s arm before lunging for the man’s throat. The man’s scream became a wet gurgle as Duke tore the man’s throat out. Chuck heard Duke’s yelp and instantly spun to see what was going on with his dog. Chuck started to move in that direction when his opponent took advantage of the distraction and landed a hard hit to the side of his head. Chuck stumbled as the hit momentarily scrambled his senses and sense of balance. Chuck shook his head and turned back towards the man. Chuck growled at the man. [color=8dc73f]“It’s my turn Tweedle Dee!”[/color] He swung Lucile as hard as he could at the man’s head. Chuck put as much power behind the hit as he could. The man went down as his helmet wasn’t as good as Chuck’s and Chuck had more power behind his hit. The hit crushed the side of the man’s head. He moved to check on Duke. He was pleased to note the man was dead. Duke had not let go yet. Chuck knelt down next to Duke. He gave him the release command. Duke obeyed and gave him a barking yip. [color=8dc73f]Chuck: “Yeah buddy you showed him that no one hits you.”[/color] He ran gentle hands along his side. Duke yelped as he hit the tender spot. He would have to get him to the vet after this was over to make sure he didn’t have any internal injuries. He gave him a quick rub between the ears. [color=8dc73f]Chuck: “Good boy. Now take it easy.”[/color] He then got to his feet and went charging back towards Freya. He knew she probably didn’t need his help but he wanted to be sure. He also was keeping an eye out for any newcomers. [color=8dc73f]Chuck: “Honey, they all have to die now. They hurt my dog.” [/color] [hr] Freya charged, and the first one to get hit was the enemy heavy with the hammer, she lowered her shoulder and met him like she was blocking a runner with a football. He was just slow enough that his brace wasn’t good enough. She hit him like a battering ram, and sent him rolling and sprawling. The one with the sword just missed her with his hunk of steel. Freya came up from the shoulder tackle and met the next swing of that hunk of metal on the handle of Starbreaker. The other heavy slowly trying to get up while Freya and the sword Heavy began to wail on each other. Strike after strike, sparks and booms as they attack. The other slowly gets to their feet, their hammer loose in their hands, dazed as they climb to their feet. They’re turning in time to see Freya golf swing her hammer up and into the knee of the Sword Heavy. Interesting thing about hard armor is that it doesn’t bend well usually, so the knee has nowhere to go as the impact of the hammer causes it to bend inside and seeing it has nowhere to bend, it basically liquifies. Freya kicks the Sword Heavy over and turns, then dives, the Hammer Heavy howling, tipping what looked like an air flow tube on their shoulder, a gout of red hot flame gouting from the tube! Freya slides into cover behind one of the buildings, the flames flaring over her head and past one shoulder, causing her shield emitters to begin to overheat. She coughed into the comms, [color=fff200]“Boomer hunny, could you kill this last one for me please? Then I really think we need to wrap this up.”[/color] She ducks as the Hammer Heavy thrusts their free hand forward, and adds a second flamer to the one that’s already going off their shoulder. Freya wincing, [color=fff200]“I’d bet Laura would love this guy.”[/color] She ducks back away from the melting edge of the building and tries to crab away from the flames licking at her shoulders and helmet, [color=fff200]“I get enough of this from Laura damn it!”[/color] [hr] Chuck sped up as he heard Freya ask for help. She wouldn’t ask for help unless she really needed it. As he moved around an obstacle that had been blocking his view, he saw the other heavy with some kind of built in flame thrower and was trying to barbecue his sweetie. Chuck still had Lucille in his hand. He sped up and grabbed Lucille with both hands. He swung twisting from the hips and putting all his impressive augmented strength behind the blow. Lucille’s tungsten carbide core held as Chuck tried to take the man’s head off with his club. The blow knocked the heavy over. The fuel for his flamethrower spilling out onto his armor lighting him on fire. Chuck continued to beat at the man’s helmet as his angry voice came from the speakers in his helmet. [color=8dc73f]“No one hurts my dog or my woman! You assholes will pay for that!” [/color] Each word was punctuated by a massive crunch as Chuck connected to the man’s helmet. By the time he stopped the man’s helmet was a squashed and flattened piece of metal with grey matter, blood, and bone fragments in an explosive arc around it. Chuck was breathing heavy but his emotions were under control again. [color=8dc73f]“Hi honey. Are you alright? Chaos is behind me.” [/color] [hr] Samantha laughed as she came up behind Chuck. She gave a snort of amusement before speaking into the comms. [color=ec008c]“Gee Boomer, are you going to leave anyone for the rest of us? I think you left one piece. Do you want a steam roller to finish the job? I am taking a picture of this. The next time someone threatens Duke or Frigga, I am going to tell them that this is what happened to the last guy.” [/color]