Even through the soundproofing of my Toyama's cockpit I could hear the crump of the Fed Rat artillery, feel the rumble of the shell impacts beneath my feet, falling with deadly accuracy.
Missiles rippled across the left arm of my Maelstrom, shattering armor. Wireframe flickered yellow to red. I saw movement in the trees and hit back with my Cyclops. Emerald light burned through the trees…
No complaints filtering to me, so I'm assuming the technical aspects are ok. Didn't do a live fire test, though, as we need to conserve the ammo… the Word hit another firebase about eighty klicks out.
I live as a pirate, preying off New Avalon for supplies, now that our "relief supplies" for those we call enemy have run out. Good thing there's a few billion farmers on a world capable of supporting five others with food in the neighborhood.
