Anyone There!! I repeat, this is Sgt. Hilbert Roads of The 127th Battalion. Requesting backup!! I repeat, this is Sgt. Hilbert Roads of the 127th Battalion. I request backup, you Copy?]
"Hah-hah…." In a tight space, rough breathing was heard. A man in his mid-40s sat in silence inside a walking Titan. His hand trembled with terror as his comrades fell around him.
"Haha ... . We're done for," Hilbert, who lost hope, sighed
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Gripping the Control panel with unsteady fingers. Steel and Steam collided in a thunderous avalanche of debris.
As a 25 meter tall Mech stands in its bare feet. As it armed itself. The Iron Giant had many large dents on its surface as Huge part of its Right are was destroyed.
"Sh*t…. "I didn't think this piece of junk could work." The man's laughter was humorless. The weight shifted suddenly. He looked at the screen as the loud sirens stabbed his ears, knowing his end he heaved a sigh.
"Ran—-ng"
As the Wounded Giants final howl, the thrusters in its feet glowed bright red. The area around it swept by its awe. Yet, as it was starting, a loud whistle rang. It warning of danger around him. Knowing what it was, Hilbert pressed forward. The Mech's Large Thruster powered it as it hovered above the ground. shooting itself like a bullet.
'Sh*t-Sh*t. I need to dodge this!!!' He prayed as sirens inside Beeped and screamed wildly. Volleys of missiles slowly appeared above him. As Hilbert throttled, the wounded giant tried to run through the rockets.
He Couldn't turn back nor stop could as it could kill his momentum. The odds were against him. Hilbert knew this was the only way he could survive. As the Volley of Missiles reaches contact at the ground Chains of explosion shock the earth as the impact of each blast. Rubble and debris fell and the giant stopped its Track. barely surviving from its demise the appearance of its Majesty was nothing more than what it used to be as the half of the Giant Mech's head disappeared. Its left arm was destroyed. Letting out a dry laugh he tightened his resolve.
'Systems are still 45% percent operational, Half of the censors seem dead. And there appears to be an Mechanical problem on the right foot. Upon seeing the result of his crazy maneuver, he tried again to reach headquarters. While looking at his A.R.B.A.M 's system diagnostic
"Sigh…. The only available weaponry this Walking Deathtrap has is its goddamn left Shoulder and its 25 mm machine guns ...."
Yet, to his bewilderment, he heard a loud explosion in the West. He saw a forest, now in flames, as if there were a large trail of smoke in the sky. Hilbert could see a silhouette of an unidentified Unit.
'Sh*t Sh*t Sh*t!!!' The Torn Giant raised his limbs to the sky. He aimed at the approaching enemies. Yet, doubt clouded his mind. He tried, in vain, to open his public channels and respond.
[This is Sgt. Hilbert Roads. I repeat This is Sgt Hilbert Roads of the 127th Battalion!!!. Unknown aircraft. State your affiliation and rank, or I will use lethal force! ] Tensions rise as Doom approaches and he tries to hold the trigger. If it were an ally, he would be thankful. But if it was an enemy, he could only pray. He wished he could bring down one of them. Holding the trigger, a small glint of light flickered in an instant.
"!" Seeing the situation, the old man acted at once. He narrowly dodged the bullets. Then, he fired back. He knew that opening his public comms on the battlefield was suicide. It was like asking to be shot. Hilbert could only click his tongue as he entered the rocky terrain. As his eyes shift what is front he could already predict his end. Yet grinding his teeth he prayed for a miracle.
"Ka-thunk"
It was as if a switch that was pressed was heard. An explosion immediately erupted in his feet as the huge mech was flung in the air and rolled to the ground. Its lower body was destroyed. Hilbert in a daze inside the mech was visibly shaken. He was catching his breath. While holding his head. Due to the explosion it destroyed his visual modules. Sirens cried in his ear. He knew death was imminent.
The digital screen in front of him showed his impending doom. He saw a glimpse of a Unit standing above his corpse, pointing at the nozzle of its gun. Biting his lips, he opened his comms. He cursed and shouted at the unit in front of him.
Catching his breath, the man could only look at his feet. His demise was certain. Yet, an unknown caller was ringing him. Curious, he accepted the call.
Hearing a laugh the man could only know who it was.
[What a fine vermin you are, daring to speak to me like an uncivilized peasant?? You sure do know how to make a person laugh.]
It was that unidentified unit in front of him. Hilbert, annoyed, ground his teeth. He spoke brashly and unyielding, hopeless about what was to come.
[end me, you f*cking bastard!!!]
Upon cussing at the Communication terminal, the Enemy Unit aimed at Hilbert's disabled craft. He was pointing at its Cockpit. Hilbert begrudgingly could only shut his eyes and wait for his impending Death.
Surprisingly Gilbert could only hear a white noise in his background, unable to understand what it was he could only frantically move his head. Side to side he saw a faint glimmer rushing to his location like a comet.
As a Bullet Flew at the Enemy Unit hitting its Head losing its balance, While the As their glanced at the direction. The engines behinds its back started to glow as if it was ready to take flight.
Immediately another bullet ricochade at the enemy's Flight unit saving it from its demise. Yet a Gray unit and its Green eyes gleamed at the night holding a rifle. Firing at the escaping enemy. Neutralizing the enemies means of escapes it kept firing rounds of bullets at the enemy direction. Hitting every parts of its body.
Knowing it has no means of escaped the enemy Mech unsheated its Blade at it waist as the Gray unit Charged at it. Stabbing his blade at the enemies cockpit.
the Gray Unit grabbed the nozzle of the enemy's rifle as it jumped above the opponents stab. Landing at its back hitting the enemies Occupied hand disabling it as it reach for its waist and grabbed its handgun firing a full round on the enemies back.
Killing the unit infront. Gilbert in awe look at the mech right in front of him as the enemy unti falls. the Comms in his arm. rang he hastily grabbed and and placed it in his ears.
"W-Who is this. This Is Sgt. Hilbert Roads of The 127th Battalion. State your affiliation" his course voice cracked as he shouted at the comms in his trembling hands.
[This is Private Alex Marx from 126th Platoon, We're here to Secure a Valuable Asset. Sgt. Hilbert Roads. Of the 127th platoon.]
As its Eyes Flicker the A.R.B.A.M units back shrieks as it unfolds. In the form of a long board. As it drops into the ground floating. stepping foot on it the Trees and foliages were blew away as its majesty. as it Rides the Covered Skies.