"Sending a volley." The doughboy was obscured by white smoke as a volley from the right torso zoomed toward the target at the coordinates. The war heads locked. 15 missiles struck the target engulfing it in a massive fireball. The right torso plate closed as the launcher were reloaded.

....no energy attachs...hm...*she smiles slyly*...just my type....*smirls as she cracks her knuckles and jumps, heading right over it, she holds her right up arm and jabs the enemey mech hard into the ground, she jabs her hand through its armor, and pounds it blankly, till it grabs her arms and headbutts her off, she flys back and stands*...well then...*glares*....did I do any damage?! *little screens pop up around her, she eyes them*...he's getting there guys, keep it up!!!

*the mec at a kneeling position*
*Aerozord firing its gatling gun*

Kane was busy taking careful aim at the target. He selected an armor peircing round, and zeroed in on what looked like the head of the target. As the electromagnets and ion thruster neared full charge, he activated the brace, which extended from his gun and shoulder and clamped into the ground, and without a word, he pulled the trigger, but it moved, so Kane insead drilled a hole clear through the thing's shoulder. The enemy barely moved, so cleanly had the round peirced the armor.

Kane sighed at the miss, withdrew the clamps (which had been forced 1/3 of a meter into the rock behind him), loaded arother round, and took aim again, patiently waiting for his gun to fully charge.

Kane is trying to take it out. Man before I can really help I need a new arm.
*goes back to base to repair*

Jack was getting annoyed at how pretty much every one had done something. "REX to the rescue!!" he yelled annoyingly as the armless hulk jumped up and landed on what was left of the thing. He stomped on it a few more times and then ran away, fearing that it would get back up.

We are royaly screwed aren't we?

The enemy mech spluttered a bit and staggered to its feet. It began moving towards the group again but before it could come within range one of the tripod legs fell off and it collapsed to the ground. The red lights slowly dimmed.

"Damn that was close. Everybody back to base now! Run a scramble formation. We don't want to be traced. We just made enough noise to alert every centauri ship within twenty kilometers."

The left torso closed. "I'm going to need 15 missiles to be built as soon as possible." I'll cover your retreat.

"Will do, boss." Kane withdrew Bill's bracers, activated the ECM suite, flipped open Bill's small wings, and fired the jumpjets for home.

"Team, this is Kane, Boss is right, ECMs on, scanners set to 500 meters, burn for base, And light 'em if you got 'em."

Sir we should repair, re-arm and attack before they can prepare for our attack. Other wise we might as well scrap the operation

"That has to be the STUPIDEST idea I've ever heard in my life. Sure we've got super-powered mechs, but just imagine a FUCKIN ARMY OF THOSE THINGS!!!!" Jack yelled at Zeo while he was running at full speed back to base.

"Zeo what the hell is in your head? We just ran into a new, nigh invincible unit, you're down an arm, I've sustained heavy damages, and we've probably got an entire centauri squadron breathing down our necks. We're going home, NOW." He gunned the dragon back towards the base.

First off we dont know they have any more of them. Second it will just get harder as they have more time to prepare.

We must act now or never.

"No, we must cut the radio chatter broadcasting our general postitions. Discuss when we get back, as we're making repairs, if necissary."

My main gun can shred a Centauri squadron easy enough. (My guy would be the dependable simple assault design, moderate speed, heavy armor, heavy ams.)

"How much harder can it get Zeo? We have an invading fleet that blasts the surface daily and has almost inpervious technology. They're brilliant beyond all our comprehension and yet it's going to get harder? I think not."

ooc: shred a centauri squadron? Ok for perspective that thing was about twice as hard as one, count em, one fighter.

*at the base*
Sir I was thinking, maybe we are going about this all wrong. Maybe we should find a way to bypass thier shields instead of using force.

ooc: it's called exageration.

ooc: since we're back at the base.....

ic: Jack ran straight into the base and managed to stop in time to regain control and park REX in the right spot. Once he had gotten to the ground floor, he noticed something wrong with the foot, it had an indent of where he had stepped on it. "Uuuhhh...Lao? I think we have a problem with melee against these guys..." he said. DAMN IT!!! I just finished fixing it and now it breaks!! This is just fucking great!!

Crono come out of the main lobby area, stretching and rubbing his eyes. "What I miss?" He was talking directly to giant mechs, but he didn't seem to realize that.

You missed the face of our doom

(Who needs punctuation anyway?)

*she sets her mech aside before climing out, not really a care in the world, other then what was going on in that head of hers, she whispers out*...this is just great...it took almost all of us just to get rid of one mech....how lame...*hits the floor softly and starts to edge off*...boss,...I'm taking a break....*brushes her hair back and starts to walk back to her courters*...let me know if you need anything...

Look guys we need an efficient way to bypass thier shield. It is thier defense that is really beating us. Well at least in the terms of those new mechs. Hey what about an ion blast to de-polarize their force fields?

"Did any one think to drag in the wreckage. We can reverse engineer a way around their shields."

Yea good idea, Aerozord is fixed up I can fly over there and tow it back. That ok sir?

OOC: Aero's arm was shot off. You don't just get fixed up in a minute from a ripped off arm.

ooc: first off this is quite a bit of time from the fight. Also the machine is segemented for quick replacement. In other words I discarded the broken part and simpley added a new arm.

OOC: Based on the talking, it would have been only a couple of minutes at most. And it would probably take as much time for your arm to be repaired as it would take for the guys who are coming to kill us to get there.

ooc: we spoted a single unit, who is to say that it was part of an army, or manned for that reason. I mean it didn't do much.

OOC: Well, about every post that Rhuhael has done (The leader of this RP) says an army is coming.

ooc: well did it ever occure to you that he was mentioning the army we were originally ordered to destroy. Also since it was in-character he shouldn't know the enemies move ments anyways

Desland pulled his head out of Destiny's torso section. There were several wire coils, armor plates and a plasma cutter on the floor as well as an arc welder in his hand.
"JE-SUS! What the hell were you fighting? It smacked the crap outta you"

We aren't sure, I am going to get it so we can find out.

OOC: Why would we be ordered to kill an army who can apparently kill us?

ooc: oh let me see, to win a war! The whole point of this story is that they are insanely strong.

OOC: So, to you, a good way to win wars is to send a small group of Mech pilots to go kill an army of insanely strong enemies?

ooc: We weren't ordered to kill them. We survived and are trying to keep it that way. We're also trying to save the rest of humanity here. If we go on a pure offensive we die.

ooc: I'm also gonna start up a discussion thread so IHMN will have a place to flame and not take up room here. New thread forthcoming.

ooc: sorry I guess I misunderstood about what you defined as mission. Sorry again if that sounds insulting