Out Of the morning Mists Came three suits in black and purple on the unsuspecting Village. Moving faster then any of the villager's could believe the suits came through raining fire on them grabbing what they wanted and burning the rest. Through the carnage the three men laughed.
"With these we unearthed in the lost city none of these puny coastal villages Stand a chance" one of them Laughed As his Giant bazooka took out one of the few suits this village had to defend it. The others laughed derisively in agreement. and within five minutes it was over and the village was in ruins the citizens having fled or died. Save for one barely functional Suit whose pilot just before succumbing to his injuries sent a message to Diggens a simple message but hopefully it would save others from this fate
"Raiders three black moved as fast as shooting stars send help"
Post by spiceracksargent01 on Jul 31, 2012 21:54:18 GMT -5
Alex and Axl were near Alex's Gallop-class transport, which happened to be relatively nearby, when they intercepted the distress call. Activating their Stealth Units, Axl scouted the area near where the call came from with his sniper scope. "Anything in your scope, Sharpshot?" "Yeah, three black, bulky looking MS, enhanced Proto-Doms of some kind, from the looks of them, they'll obviously be faster than they look. I see a vantage point about 10 Km SE of the village with a good view I can snipe them from. Some allied back-up can't be too far off after that distress call was sent out. Scrap-Tech, you wait here with the Gallop, then serve as a field mechanic when our "reinforcements" arrive. Keep your stealth system online and those Doms shouldn't spot either of us until I open fire. Be weary, though, we have no idea if they have thermal imaging capabilities or not." With that, Axl took a route around the destroyed village to get to the vantage point he spotted without the three Dom suits noticing. Alex simply hid near the Gallop and kept an open eye out for any allies who might show up.
UC Haros: Experimentals CE Haros: FOUR!!!! *swings golf club at CE Haro* AD Haros: Epic win.
Leon, who had been on patrol nearby, quickly answered the calls from the City, and quickly moves out headed for the location given. Nearing the town, Leon spots a familiar Gallop Class transport, and pulls up, noticing a familiar blur nearby as he got close enough for Axl's stealth unit to be ineffective.
"Should have known you would be here. I just got an emergency call, what is the situation here?"
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
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Charles had been testing some adjustments to his Zaku and practicing advance movements on his hoverboard when he got the distress signal. He moved quickly towards it, using the added speed of his hoverboard to do so quickly, dismounting it before he arrived at it, in case stealth was needed. He ctivated his stealth unit and slowly approached. He spotted his allies eventually and moved over to them. "Well if it isnt the Scrap man and Leon. What is all of this commotion about?" he asked as he set his hoverboard to the side.
Hardly being subtle upon his arrival, a loud thud nearby and a sudden appearance of a set of mobile suit sized footprints not to far away from the group forming, informed them of the arrival of another mobile suit, the identity of it being friend or foe still yet to be determined.
"Spectre to Carrier Pigeon One, the landing was clean and I am just a few short clicks away from the source of the distress beacon. I will form up with the other mercs assigned to deal with the enemies in the area. Cypher out." He said over closed comms to the mobile suit carrier that dropped him here as it flew away.
Still not dropping his cloak, Cypher engaged the hover units on the Spectre's legs and began to silently make his way to the other mobile suits he saw gathering just a few meters away from him.
Detecting the distress call, Valen climbs into his Shaldoll and heads towards the source. Upon approaching, he discovers several others have already arrived. Valen slows to a walk, turning towards them while nodding in respect.
"Hope i'm not late for the party." He chuckles as he draws his rifle and beam saber. "Point me at the target." "Name's Valen by the way." He added.
Last Edit: Aug 2, 2012 20:53:33 GMT -5 by Ransac16
Approaching the rendezvous point, Marco slowed his RGM-79C GM Kai "Fire Spitter" Custom down to a halt, to survey the situation. As it were, a few other mobile suits had already arrived on site, and it appeared that the team was waiting for any last minute members to show up, before commencing the operation. Activating his IFF transponder, so as not to be mistaken for a hostile, the brawny male approached the cluster of mobile weapons, while noting the machines of the other pilots.
Ensuring that his ammo bins were all fully loaded to capacity, Marco rather succinctly introduced himself, and waited for further instructions as to the next phase of operations. Retrieving a catalog he had stashed earlier, the mercenary began to peruse the offering listed inside, from the assorted weapons and equipment providers. If all went well, the customized GM was going to be upgraded, from the payout he was going to collect.