"No way..." Cypher said over the comms, awe-struck. "Where the hell did they all come from?"
Having little choice and knowing full well that not even he could take on that many enemies alone, Cypher began to eject his programming from everyone's mobile suit and then finally from the ship itself and back into his main body.
"I'm surprised to find myself saying this but, Cypher, retreating. I'll try to do what I can to help everyone get out before I go..."
Some might say that's enough... Some might say I'm too hard to please... But some can shut their fucking mouths...
As Cypher returns to his body, above his laying body, stands a man completly in the shadows, with a device in his hands. Once he sees Cypher's eyes comming on, he places the Device against Cypher's torso. Seconds later, Cypher's eyes go dead, and the man leaves, leaving a dead robot behind him. Soon after, the man leaves the ship, to be picked up by a stealthed mobile suit.
Of every one-hundred men, Ten shouldn't even be there. Eighty are nothing but targets. Nine are real fighters.... We are lucky to have them, They make the battle. Ah, but one, One of them is a Warrior.... He will bring the others home. Hericletus 500BC
Once they were clear and the assault container secured Valen docked Z with the ship and went inside, fuming at such the turn of events. "HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN?!" He roared as he slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a noticeable crater. "DAMMIT IT HQ, HOW CAN YOU JUSTIFY THIS KIND OF SCREW UP?!" Eventually he became too angered for words and simply fired off a chain of expletives.
Last Edit: Sept 23, 2012 22:38:01 GMT -5 by Ransac16
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Post by DovenWolf on Sept 24, 2012 10:58:25 GMT -5
Charlie evaded the torpedoes and had fired off the torpedoes from all his launchers and tri-arms while shooting back with his beam gun, it was just after this that he had gotten the call to retreat. He quickly moved back and got into the sub hoping to regroup and restrategize.