| IHateMakingNames |
01-18-2004 12:12 AM |
Jake walked into the hanger, looking at his Legionnaire. “Not very impressive… Nothing compared to what Earth has.” His Legionnaire was all gray, no emblems, no changes since Jake wasn’t expecting to keep it long. Soon enough most of the parts would be sold off for better. Finishing off his cigarette, Jake flicked the butt of it to the side, pulling out another and lighting it up as he started to climb the latter.
Halfway up, Jake stopped and looked at the Mech’s right arm, mainly at the rifle. “Humph, a standard UCV-32 model rifle. Not much range on that thing.”
Once he got to the cock-pit, he left the hatch open as he made retune checks on the systems.
Everything seems fine. At least it’s fully functional.
Putting out his cigarette on the side of the seat. As the hatch closed, Jake threw the butt outside of the cock pit. The screen turned on, and Jake double checked to make sure everything showed up. The radar was in the top right corner, and showing the other Legionnaires of the group. The altitude measurer showed up, with the power gauge on the left, with the speedometer on the bottom left. On the top left was a miniature version of the Legionnaire, showing any damaged parts. (Used the AC cockpit screen, but removed all enemy things since our basic Mechs wouldn’t have that ability most likely)
After a final systems check, Jake turned his comm on. “I’m ready.”
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