Mecha by J. F. Holmes

Author:J. F. Holmes [Holmes, J. F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cannon Publishing
Published: 2019-05-14T22:00:00+00:00

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“Move us to position Delta, Josh,” Willie ordered as the radar picked up the incoming artillery rounds. He didn’t think they’d penetrate the top armor, which was thicker than was traditionally found on such vehicles, but shifting positions would buy them time to keep killing mechs, and killing mechs was the name of the game.

The turbines whined as the driver pulled them back at high speed, turning it on its tracks and heading down the gulley that led to two of the other firing positions. Artillery impacted as they moved, one round striking the top of the turret with a roar. Josh and Terry cursed in unison, and Willie held his breath for a moment. That was the only hit, and everything still seemed to be working.

Josh sped ahead three hundred meters, passing one of the positions, then spinning into the next. The maneuver was tricky, as the driver had to make sure the barrel was sticking through the slot in the metal facing in front of the position. There was a bit of a screech as the barrel scraped through, but it was a good enough job.

“Eleven of them, Captain Kurtz,” he reported over the landline as soon as the indicator lit up, letting him know that an infantryman had plugged them in. “I’m in position Delta, about to fire them up again.”

“Good call,” Kurtz replied. “We need you to keep taking them out. We’ve been hammered. I doubt if half the company is still effective.”

No pressure, huh, the tank commander thought. He knew they were counting on him, and he and his people would do their best to kill as many of the bastards as they could. But they could only do so much.

“Preparing to engage. Shooting.”

The heavy body of the tank rocked back from the recoil of the huge gun. In an instant, another mech was flying backward, the impact to its left shoulder spinning it around to hit the ground and lay still.

Have to do better, the tank commander thought as he laid the weapon on the next target. Putting them out of commission might work, but he wanted kills. Enough kills to pay the UN troopers back for the Martians they’d slaughtered.

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