Mech Pilot who you accidentally activated, setting in motion a sleeper agent early.
"Смерть капиталистическим комнатным собачкам! Каждый из вас будет убит! Почувствуйте ветер перемен, дующий с Урала!"
Three of the vital readouts for his platoon were naught but flatlines on his displays. "What did you do Stiles?! What the hell did you do?!" The Captain back-pedalled his mech away from the onrush of missiles cascading down around where he'd been moments before. Private Stiles was struggling to bring the barrel of his mech's auto cannon up to train it on their former platoon mate.
"I was just telling her I was planning to go on vacation in Aruba! Did you know she spoke whatever the hell that- OH SHIT!" A tree came crashing through the canopy of his mech's cockpit, his vitals going dead on the Captain's team readout.
"Учись говорить по-русски, свинья." Jenny Rogers' mech released its grip on the tree trunk. The heavy support mech of the platoon straightening up as Jenny tossed her head, clearing the blonde locks from her gaze. Her blue eyes behind the holo projection of her HUD glittered maliciously as she turned her targeting reticle on her former Captain. "А теперь, капитан, вы присоединитесь к своим людям после смерти."
The Captain looked at the devastated remains of his platoon littering the sweltering jungle floor around him. The wrecked machinery sparking and burning amidst broken tree trunks and foliage. "Our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy naaa-" His eyes went as empty as the ammo-loadout on his monitors. The electrical current flowing through the whole chassis of his mecha having been fed back to him through his trode set.
The electro whip was coiled back into her mech's gauntlet with a machine whine. Her bangs drifted back before her eyes, her lips curling into a satisfied smile."Бог мертв, капитан."
LCpl Jenny "Big Heavy" Rogers
Royal Marines Mecha Corps
Советский спальный актив
