Late, very, I know. Well, I'm sure you all know how it is sometimes.
About this creation
Okay, to start with: the Malefactor lets loose with a laser in the general direction of Sgt. Smith. The strike almost severs the arm, and knocks out half the target's firepower in a single blow.
At the same time, he started yelling over an open channel, going on at length about what he thinks of people who get his callsign wrong. It's all rather vulgar.
Speaking of arm severing, Smith delivered a bit of that to the grounded Banshee; admittedly, he was aiming for a headshot, but a hit is a hit. The other laser missed.
He also declared "Co Za Asy" over his loudspeaker. I haven't got a clue what it means; there sure are a lot of foreigners in the future.
The Chimera, in an abrupt change of behaviour, turned and fired its missiles at the communication station. The damage was mainly cosmetic, but induced a bit of panic in Comandr Focks.
Luckily for the Chimera's injured pilot, he was able to override the heat spike induced reactor shutdown. Well, spike is the wrong word; since he can't dump waste heat due to reactor damage, once the heat goes up, it stays up.
Oh, and he didn't explode in a giant fireball because of his ammo overheating. Lucky for him, eh?
Smith also elected to take a kick at his downed foe- whatever happened to that "chivalry" thing? -and caved in a chunk of his torso. ANY further damage there would have a dangerous chance of penetrating the paper-thin armour and detonating his ammunition stores. You can say many things about the Banshee design's excellence at range, but it was never designed as a brawler. That's a House Hood specialty, and they're very good at it. Well, normally. The only Hood-specific design on the field currently is that Chimera, and let's be honest here, the 217th insn't a very disciplined unit. They fight more like pirates than House troops. Well, all the good soldiers are tied up on the Hood-Marks border. Anyway, Chimeras are a force to be reckoned with; that one could have torn through the mercenary lines like paper and rolled up their flanks with ease, if it was supported properly; remember that charge? If the Caracals had started concentrating fire on on the Malefactor, along with the Archer, Petrov "Deus" Inviere would have been knocked out of things very quickly, and goodness knows what might have happened.
Don't think it's a foregone conclusion, though: Deus is badly battered; a couple of lucky hits could deal crippling damage; Gondabuggan's in bad shape, Finn's still got plenty of fight left in him, Smith might be battered but not too badly, Bob's a bit vulnerable but he's still as deadly as ever, ThunderTOD's in almost-perfect condition, the cowardly Invader infantry (who'll probably be lined up against a wall when all's said and done) are well rested (but not too sure of themselves), and, well, Mecha have a notorious habit of acting more like zombies in a bad 2d horror film than tanks; they've been known to keep fighting until neither one can move, and then the pilots just pop canopies and go at it with pistols and ceremonial sabers.
The Marauder Wraith, having formed up with their reserve Banshee, begins to move towards the front again.
About this point, one of the Marauder groundpounders started texting at Inviere, asking all sorts of uncomfortable food related questions that amount to "you gonna finish those?"
Rather odd behaviour from a man with severe radiation poisoning, but eh.
Oh yes: Gondabuggan managed to pull himself together.
WoooHooooo! Thankyou! ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou! This was sort of worth the wait. But at least it was posted! I shall send my order form now! And if no one claims the scout car, Is it possible for me to have two vehicles?