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Subject: Cyborg in Trouble Author: BroGrim [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 02:43:59 02/14/01 Wed In reply to: Shade, et al 's message, "A Debt of Honor (Ramierez's Farewell Post)" on 23:24:04 02/13/01 Tue The mini missles and hundreds of rounds of machine gun fire was slowly taking it's toll on the cyborg's Ferrosteel armor plating. From the two flights through the thick black smoke cloud as well as the crash-landing, the reflective armor layer was now useless against laser hits. Small pools of slag dripped down the mecha dragon's legs with each laser burn cutting deeper into the thick armor. The high energy signatures of the two powered armor suits set off emerency alarms in Bro'Grim's depleted Battletactical AI. In order to make it out of this conflict and return to Star Cross Labs, the cyborg had to ignore the rest of the infantry and focus solely on the two armored suits. That meant turning it's weaker rear armor towards the enemy. The right arm started sparking and a huge arc of electricty jumped out before the heavy minigun fell to the ground with a loud clank. The right leg opened up on the side and a pair of tiny robotic arms extended producing Bro'Grim's right claw attachment. Lowering it's shoulder, the claw locked into the arm attachment making this arm identicle to its left counterpart. Standing up straight, the jumppack unlatched from his back and fell to the ground. Nearly one hundred-fifty pounds were dropped to the ground making the mecha dragon lighter and faster. The remaining resources were sent into the beam saber that was mounted onto the left arm. A two foot long ray of green light flickered as it extended forming a solid beam of cutting energy. Locking onto the closest suit, Bro'Grim rushed it in surprising speed. The hydrolics on both arms shot forward more than two yards punching right into the visor of the suit. The beam saber was at the leading edge of the attack. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]