[dcs_p]Ryan’s anger at his enemy was overwhelming. He could barely focus his
eyesight before the Purifier turned its body to face its only remaining foe.
Realizing his teammate was already gone, Ryan elected to use the last weapon
in his arsenal. He raised the gyrojet rifle and fired the one-shot explosive shell
built into its side, a prototype of Samuel Stark’s. The shell shattered in a brilliant
flash of light just as it passed over the Purifier’s form.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]The shell’s blast sent sparkling fireballs across the area, each bursting into
smaller bits of flame and light. The overall effect was stunning to say the least.
Ryan had forgotten about the shell’s specifics, but he knew various parts of the
weapon were intended to temporarily scramble electronic sensors with an
overwhelming amount of feedback. He wasted no time in seeking the cover of
the nearest barracks building.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Rounding the corner of the building, Ryan was shocked to see a Mech just in
front of him. The 20-ton Hornet was moving fast and nearly stepped into him as
its massive leg zoomed past. It was Tony Hopkins. That was a wave of relief.
The perfect Mech for taking out battle armor.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Crouching behind the wall in a position that allowed him to view the battle, Ryan
watched as Hopkins’ Mech spat out at the Purifier with medium lasers. The
Purifier staggered backwards, its electrical circuits no longer the source of its
main problem. One laser reduced the right leg actuators in the Purifier to liquid, a
sudden setback to its otherwise amazing maneuverability.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Ryan watched as the Mech trudged forward, immediately taking advantage of its
small foe’s disability. The Hornet’s pilot wasted no time, smashing its enemy with
one of its legs in a lightning fast attack that sent the Purifier careening through the
side of another barracks building 20 meters away.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Tony must know how desperate our situation is tonight. Nothing else could
explain the violence Ryan had just witnessed. The guy’s past his breaking point.
Before Ryan could signal the smaller Mech with body language, bright light
flashed out overhead. The particle projection cannon hit its mark, blowing one of
the Hornet’s legs off entirely. Ryan turned around to face the enemy, but it was
no use. The sudden attack had come from hundreds of meters off, its source
hidden in the shadows of the night. As he began to make his way toward the
Hornet, he could only watch in horror as additional PPC shots tore the fallen
Mech to bits. Understanding the futility in helping his friend, Ryan ran back
towards the wreckage of the Spider and Nexus battle.
God help me find cover there.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]
Samuel and Xandar were moving fast. Though they’d fallen down almost as
many stairs as they’d descended, the two had yet to evade the commandos
following them. Gunfire crackled, a deafening thunder within the confines of the
emergency stairwell. Ricochets sang high pitched shrieks as the bullets rushed
by. One fell silent, find its way into Xandar’s left ankle.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]As Xandar yelped out in pain, he realized he’d lost most of the feeling in his foot.
He couldn’t place his foot, missing the step before him and bringing himself into a
fall that ended at the stairwell’s concrete wall. The smack opened a wound on
his left eye and broke his nose, causing a concussion while the surprise and force
dropped him to the ground like a doll. He tried to speak out but could only
manage incoherent mumbles.
Where are you Samuel?[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Ryan Allen’s shouts to Andrew hadn’t helped any. Though it was obvious his
teammate was wounded, he’d prayed aloud that the young man would get up.
But the Purifier had made sure that Andrew wouldn’t. After the Mechwarrior had
been shot across his upper back, the machine finished the job with a blast of
gunfire into his crippled body.[/dcs_p]