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Union grade gear. Similar if not identical to Cyprus equipment. Weapons mostly. Hardsuits, a remote controlled drone, a pov uplink system. A broken mircroprinter as well. They give it all up without much fuss.
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Speaking into her earpiece.
"Cease fire on them."
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The mortarfire stops.
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"We have enough to house you until the next city."
Thunder shoulders her rifle, then issues a somatic command.
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Stripping the soldiers of anything useful, even their armor.
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Securing them all with brutal manacles, then checking them for injuries.
"...we donโt have the food to house these people..."
Big, maternal sigh.
"Is there food on your vehicles?"
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The troopers' defenses hold for a while, but one by one they're taken out. The tank erupts from the constant barrage of micro rockets, what's left of the crew bails out and surrenders.
The quadruped and mech continue on, both severely damaged from the skirmish.
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Operating a mortar from the top of the heavily crippled vehicle, bombarding them from distance.
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The rest are firing their weapons. Nemea has some sort of cloaked LMG, Fiona has a marksman rifle, Thunder has something that is just shooting little rockets, -
+and decapitate the trooper behind her.
Without a word, she loads to more shells into the weapon.
"Right. That's both barrells for you then."
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[Charon]
The trooper in front of her is holding up his hands in surrender.
He pisses himself as her Cannibal shotgun is raised towards him.
Another trooper jumps out of a hiding spot behind her with a heavy shock rifle.
Her breach action shotgun opens up, the shells eject+
[Vostok]
She's praying in her mech
"Lord of Golden Light. My guiding comet. I bessech thee...grant me the courage to see this conflict through...and please make so I may gaze upon your luminous grace, if only for one last time... I am ever your faithful servant..."
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It's a small convoy, one supply truck, an APC, a main battle tank, the mech from earlier which is riding on top of another quadruped mech with a platform on top of it.
They're still moving away, the tank turning its main cannon to fire on their pursuers.
With their vehicle damaged, they decide that they'll have to attack these individuals.
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Nemea takes a propeller(?) blade from the downed gunship, wielding it like a blade.
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Mercury sticks out her hand, palm flat to the air.
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Jumping onto her friend's hand, -
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The pilot is apprehended.
The constant barrage of tech attacks throws off the sniper's aim enough that it decides continuing this engagement isn't worth it and retreats, leaving behind the bunker to cover its retreat.
Over the dune there's a small battalion and they're+
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Nemea jumps for him, going to take him down without killing him.
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Fiona's method is to bombard with information, scrambling things around and sending false data.
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Thunder joins in, her transmissions more powerful and uploading malicious data to constantly-
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The pilot recognizes he's about to die and ejects.
Direct hit on the mech, but when the smoke clears there's a steel bunker in it's place. Another shot is fired at the other tread.
Fiona meets some resistance in regards to her tech attack. There's another entity resisting.
Losing part of its treads is still enough for it to move decently. Its cannons take aim at the mech, one firing flak, and the other shooting straight HEAT with obscene accuracy.
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Nemea does an absurd vertical, climbing into the gunship and tearing into it with her-
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The gunship takes evasive action, avoiding the door, but gets hit by a body or two throwing it off balance.
The mech in the distance sets up with a large rifle, the shot tears through the honeycomb shield, striking a tire.
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Mercury puts her arm around Libi's waist leaping into the air to avoid the rocket barrage, then throws the car door aggressively.
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As the main vehicle gets closer, Nemea hops down and picks up the corpses, using them as vicious projectiles.
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The heavy trooper can be considered dead. The other troopers take rear guard actions, firing at them as the fall back.
A gunship approaches their position, spraying the girls with a chain gun and a rocket barrage.
A mech looms over the horizon.
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Mercury rears up her sword and throws it at the heavy trooper with enough force to make it catch fire. It flies back into her hand after, and she shells up to keep Libi safe.
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Libi tosses her grenades, four in total, electricity arcs from them to cause powerful stun.
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The spotter for the machine gunner stumbles back as his ally is knocked aside. The spotter opens fire on mercury with his rifle.
As for the other squad, a heavy trooper acts as cover for his mate, absorbing the smg shots while the other opens up on Libi.
The larger vehicle approaches, unveiling its own weapons: a trio of flak cannons befitting its absurd size.
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Mercury rips one of the doors off and leaps from the passenger seat, her purple eyes glowing. She uses it as a shield while rapidly closing distance.
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The hail of artillery fire reduces in volume after the berthing of the speeding truck.
Upon approach, some visible armored troops open fire on the approaching vehicle.
They've set up intersecting lines of machinegun fire.
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Her cocky expression dwindles almost imperceptibly, but it does dwindle.
She mentally communicates with the others, and hops back inside, climbing down through a hatch. The vehicle conjures a blue, honeycomb barrier that eats a lot of abuse before flickering. It-
Flying his mech towards the fort. The air is filled with enemy flak fire, he has to evade and defend constantly.
"This is Wash. I'm closing in on the stronghold. Ground support move in."