The cyclops took ceareful aim trying to knock the feet out from the atlas. She took such careful aim she didn't notice the Stalker moving in the way of her trajectory. The gauss rifle fired its silvery shot striking the stalker in the back. The nickle shot spreading molten metal over the engine destroying three heat sinks. The computer in the stalker registered the heat spike prompting a shut down.

Blitz Spun his locust around and started a sprint noticing the medium and light that entered his area.

"I've got two hostiles at 3 and 4 o'clock."

(Sprint to A1409)


ooc: Took yesterday off from rps and went to a movie, sorry if you guys were hankering for a post

ENEMY MECH POSITIONS
kurita
Whitworth F0308
Sentinel C0916
Dragon E1504
Thunderbolt E1501
Locust F0902 Head and arm blown off
Battlemaster E1204
Charger C0315
Stalker C0616
Scorpion C0217
Stinger B0214

Liao
Javelin E1102
stinger C1217
Vindicator B1412 surrendered
trebuchet F0101
Clint F0905 surrendered
Marauder F0801
Archer C0517 surrendered
Battlemaster C0317
Goliath F0901

Marik
Locust B0902
Hermes E1413
Whitworth D1408
Vulcan E0807
Dervish B0612
Ostroc D0807
Quickdraw D1314
Grasshopper D0815
Stalker D0710 (backing away)
Cyclops D0313 Missed shot Hit the stalker by mistake

Fedcom
Hornet F0901
Firestarter F1205
Centurion C1001
Shadow hawk F0602
Enforcer F1407
quickdraw F0504
Ostsol F0705
Axeman F0711
Marauder II F0510
Zues F0907

Edit; typo, good catch Wolf

((Walk to 1003, Target Witworth at D1408, Short Range. It hasn't moved, so 3+ to hit with Linked LRMs. I think I can make that. ;) ))

Karen brought her Crusader out from behind the hill again, drawing her crosshairs across a stationary Witworth that had been scanning the battle from atop the hill. She noticed a Marik Cyclops nail their own battered Stalker with it's gauss rifle in the distance, and Karen rolled her eyes at the incompetant spectacle.

"Amateurs." She whispered, as her LRM crosshairs sung sweet tone over the Witworth.

The LRMs streaked in a lazy arc over the desert, slamming into numerous areas of the Witworth, concentrated mainly along the mech's right side.

((6+1=7, Hit. 9+7 mean 21 missles launch. 5 Missiles hit 4, Right arm, dealing 5 damage. 5 Missiles hit 6, Right torso, dealing 5 damage. 5 Missiles hit 4, Right arm, Dealing 5 damage. 5 Missiles hit 4, Right arm, dealing 5 damage. 1 Missile hits 12, head, dealing 1 damage.))

(face 0308)

"Hey Razma, want some help?" Ryan said as he turned his 'Mechs torso and took aim at the Cyclops. Excellent. He's in short range of my ER Large Lasers. Pressing the triggers, twin lances of light streaked towards the enemy 'Mech. As he watched, he saw them connect, hitting the left torso and right arm.

(3 base, short range, neither of us moved, no heat, means I need 3 to hit.)

ER Large - 5; location- 8 left torso; 8 damage
ER Large - 7; location- 3 right arm; 8 damage

Heat: 12(laser) + 12(laser) + 2(enviro) =26 - 20 = 6

OOC: Turn to face the Whitworth

BIC: Sigil cursed as the gauss rifle slug took out the Stalker he had been planning to flank, then as he saw Ryan blast the Cyclops, he realised that it would be too far away for him to reach.

Then he sighted the Whitworth on the hill, and a grin crossed his face.

The desert sands trembled as Sigil released another volley, and this time the massive AC/20 struck the Whitworth square on the head, blowing it and a small chunk of the center torso cleanly away as the Atlas' four lasers scored its torso and arms. It staggered around drunkenly for a moment, then collapsed like the pile of salvage that it was.

"Double kill," he muttered to himself.

OOC: Partial Alpha Strike

Base TN 3, short range +0, stationary attacker +0, stationary defender +0. Total TN of 3.

AC/20 5 (hit) 12 (HEAD SHOT)
Medium Laser 5 (hit) 8 (Left Torso)
Medium Laser 9 (hit) 8 (Left Torso)
Medium Laser 9 (hit) 4 (Right Arm)
Medium Laser 5 (hit) 10 (Left Arm)

Karen sighed as Sigil's Atlas blasted her target straight into next year with it's 200mm AC-20. She had a healthy respect for those big autocannons now.

"Waste of missles..." She sighed, scanning for more targets, and sending on a private channel to Sigil, "Hey! He was mine. Nice shot though, ha-Ha!" Karen said jokingly, with a smile. "Only a few more to go, eh?"

"Good job alpha lance. Let's finish these guys up quick and regroup for mop-up." Karen said over lance comms.

OOC: Turn to D807, run to D1006.

IC: Running to the north, Adam took his turn at issuing orders.

"Ryan and Razma, keep on that Cyclops, and help out with the clean up when you're done. Tillie, form up with me and we'll help out Blitz."

It really wasn't all that neccessary, but Adam opened up a channel to Karen in order to tell her what he ws thinking.

"Karen, why don't you take alpha lance south for the clean up. Tillie and I are going to help out Blitz with the strays."

ooc:umm maybe I wrote that wrong. The Goliath is not there

"Roger." Karen replied to Adam, "We'll finish up here."

She clicked back to Tillie's channel, "Well, nothing more here. Go on with Adam, we've got D sector covered."

OOC: Okay, I caught SC's typo, so I have to redo everything. No biggie though.

((Runs to 1007, faces 1108)

Kyle decided to leave the Grasshopper to the lighter mechs.

"I'm bringing up the rear, Karen." he radioed.

((1103-D to 1505-D, ran))

"Eeny, meeny, miney, moe...I think I'll go blow up stuff over there. I'm backing up the other lance, Lieutenant, okay?"