Blitzkreig
"Are you sure this is going to
work?"
Andrew twitched as he
heard the question. His partner's voice had seemed to jump out of nowhere in
the dark hanger. "Yes, I'm totally sure. My calculations work
perfectly, it makes sense, and it seems to be going fine. I can get this Ultra
to fire at four times normal rate. I'm SURE."
The two climbed into the
Blitzkreig's cockpit. "Look, Dave, when the headmaster sees what I've
done, he'll have no choice but to let me into Advanced Tech." He started
the engine. "It's genius, pure genius!"
"I still just don't
believe it's possible."
"Look." Andrew
flipped the fire controls on, and powered up the autocannon, starting the
firing sequence. As the gun prepared to fire, he showed his friend his
calculations. "Look here, they all check ou--oh shit. I think I may have
divided by zer--"
Fluff part the second.
Andrew massaged his
temple. The headache simply wouldn't go away.... He also was getting soot on
his fingers, but that was the least of his problems. Sprawling in the chair, he
sat as the headmaster started yelling.
"So let me get this
straight. Because you have some hairbrained idea about rapid-fire autocannons,
you sneak into our mech hangers in the middle of the night, and procede to
completely destroy a new Blitzkreig, correct?"
"Well, no....I just
trashed the weapons...and the engine exploded then....and the gyro...but the
cockpit and myomer is fine, and the structure is all good....well, some of
it...."
"Silence! You are
expelled!"
"Can I at least
keep the frame?"
Indeed, he did. Over a
year, he managed to collect the arms of a Hunchback IIC, enough parts from said
mech to assemble a clan autocannon, and sufficient other parts to create the mech
above.
Later, in his first
military posting:
Fluff part the third.
Captain Winston was
taking the new guy around when it happened. He was plodding in his Atlas.
"So, here's our camp. Let me show you the sentry posts; your first duty
will probably be there." The lieutentant who had just joined the unit followed
diligently in his Helios.
As they approached the
ridge, a mech, tentatively identified by the Atlas's battle computer as a Blitzkreig,
appeared on sensors. Winston thumbed his comm. "This is Andrew. He's fun
to have around. Lemme show you something...." It is difficult to sneak up
on anything in an Atlas, but he was successful enough. Coming up behind Andrew,
he fired a few lasers into the sky and started shouting.
Andrew was having a
boring patrol. Nothing was happening, and the dead night was creeping him out.
It didn't help when suddenly noise and light erupted behind him. He span
quickly and saw a looming mech. A yelp escaped his mouth as he spat off a pair
of autocannon rounds. Through luck, they hit the cockpit. The Atlas fell to the
ground. That's odd....Most clanners wouldn't pilot an Atlas...wait...doesn't
Commander Winston pilot a....
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