I barely
register it is the Machine before it unleashes a barrage of those multi-warhead
micro missiles.
I hate those
things.
I activate my
jetpack and zoom through the mud, still on my back. The missiles slam into the
ground just below my feet, the explosions chasing after me. I pull up into the
sky just before I hit the fence on the farside of the field, but it gets
destroyed anyway by the missiles.
Poor farmer.
I focus on the
machine. It appears to more heavily armoured this time around and has twice as many
missiles launchers.
I am so out of
my depth.
“Class 5
threat!” I yell over my communicator, “I repeat Class 5 threat!”
I dodge
through the air as more of the micro missiles come at me in a massive swarm. I
try to fly away from the motorway in attempt to bait the Machine away from the
civilians, but it seems content to hover of the motorway and fire missiles at
me.
I wish still
had some of my own. But the Machine can’t have infinite missiles and must run
out at some point. In the meantime, I try and pick off some of the lasers
mounted on the Machine with my own.
Unfortunately
for me, it seems to have twice as many lasers as it does missiles and I only
knock a few out before it starts returning fire with its missiles.
I’m barely
dodging both missiles and lasers though I’m making more of an enough to avoid
the missiles as I can take hits from the lasers unlike hits from the missiles.
I so didn’t need another two dozen scorpion drones to show up.
Like I didn’t
to avoid their humongous amount of firepower as well. Personally it feels like
the mysterious foe behind these robots is now making an open and blatant
attempt to kill me.
In fact I am
actually feeling a bit honoured that the foe feels this amount of firepower and
resources is actually necessary to kill me. Given how well I’m faring, it might
not even be overkill.
I actually fly
towards the closest groups of scorpion drones, dodging their fire as it cuts
into the swarm of missiles behind me. The thing about being caught in a
crossfire like this is that the two different arcs of fire end up taking each
other out if you can avoid.
I smile as the
energy blasts from the drone take out the Machine’s missiles.
Hah! I think
as the exploding missiles take out even more in a domino effect.
I fire my
lasers at the drones, taking out a mere two before I pass through the group.
That could have been better. I spin around and yank the tail of one of the
drones as it zooms by me.
I toss the
tail aside and use the laser on my other arm to finish the drone off.
I hope someone
like Lantern or Narszara can get here soon. I go back to dodging again, taking
potshots at the scorpions drones when I can. I’m certain I’ve taken four out
with a possible two also down or damaged at the very least.
“How close is
help?” I ask Janelle.
“Still a few
minutes until Narszara can get to you,” answers Janelle, “Lantern will be about
ten minutes. He has just entered the base. On the bright side, it appears the Machine
has run out of missiles.”
“Thanks for
the heads up,” I say before cutting the connection.
A few minutes
until one of our heavy hitters can arrive. I can handle a few more minutes of
this.
I aim and fire
my lasers at another drone. I allow myself a small grim smile as it explodes.
Only the fourteen more and the Machine to go.
“I know this
isn’t the most opportune time,” says Janelle suddenly, “But Darrac has just
made contact with me. He has an offer I’m sure you’ll find quite interesting.”
“Tell him I’m
busy with the killer robot we fought on Spartan’s carrier,” I reply, “Ask he if
he’s willing to wait until I’m free.”
“Will do,”
answers Janelle before hanging up again.
I rip one of
the ‘claws’ of passing scorpion drone off and toss it at another drone. Despite
how cool it would have been if I had taken the drone out with it, the claw is
blown out the sky by another drone midair.
I fly up and
backwards towards the sun in an attempt to gain what us flyers call the “Aerial
Sun Advantage”.
It is to no
avail as while the glare of the sun might have affected organic opponents,
these mechanic foes are unaffected by the light.
“Sorry to
interrupt you again,” says Janelle to my somewhat annoyance.
Couldn’t she
pick a better time to try and talk with me? A life-and-death battle against
killer alien robots is definitely not the best time to try and hold a
conversation, no matter what the movies would have you believe.
“I just told
Darrac your situation,” continues Janelle, “And he has a potential solution. He
recognises the type of weaponry used by the scorpion drones. It is outdated
Sektain technology that has a particular frequency that causes the energy
within the weapons to become unstable.”
That could
work or at least I hope it would. I know the drones are using alien tech,
Sektain to be precise, and Neriarr like Darrac are masters of Sektain
technology. Darrac has given me no reason to distrust him. In fact, Darrac has
saved my life at least once.
With a
solution that is all gain and no lost, I set my sonics to the frequency Janelle
has just sent to me and open fire.
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