Thread: Destruction's Right Hand (Razgriz & WritingxDreamer)

As the firefight continued ferociously, bullets pinging off the ground and surrounding vehicles, bodies dropping from the civilian side as the ground soldiers and snipers worked each other. The Enforcers armor seemed too much to handle, even for the Black Widow rifle that Gregor used all that could be seen from them was bright flashes of energy as the Girdershade and Central City guns didn't so much as touch them, the energy shielding serving as more than adequate protection. Soon enough, another vehicle would show up on scene, this one much larger and better armed than any in the current vicinity. Another set of soldiers stepped out, before one man in a very much Old World military dress uniform made himself known. Cease fire! Cease fire! the well-dressed man then shouted within moments, the gunfire had stopped on both sides. Needless to say, confusion was running rampant, the groups of people looking at each other. Why the hell was a cease-fire being called now? Sir, why are we stopping now? These civilians are transporting a Class Three Hazard reactor element. For all we know... one of the other soldiers then asked, but this new arrival cut them off, Don't lecture me, soldier, I know very well what it is they might be doing. But we're not savages, Corporal . We leave that to those bands of tribals that plunder the weak and defenseless. The soldier certainly seemed cowed and merely stepped aside. Geralds peered up past the engine compartment, surprised at seeing the well-dressed man was that an Enforcer Captain out of armor? Shit, this wasn't good. It's all right, fair citizens. There'll be no more fighting while I'm here. You'll have to forgive my men's.......tenacity. They tend to over-respond to situations like this. Over-respond? Was that how he put it? Geralds stood up and replied, looking at this man with utter contempt and hate in his voice, Over-respond? Is that what you call shooting three people dead for doing nothing at all? This was a trade for supplies to a town in need, you fucking fascist pig! The Captain simply tipped his hat, responding Like I said, son, I didn't want it to have to be like this. But what you're transporting is something the Resistance can use against the Enforcers, and I can't let that happen. Even if you aren't, that's a risk I cannot take. Now I'm going to ask nicely Hand over the reactor core, and no more blood will be shed. Otherwise, you'll be treated as Resistance sympathizers and summarily executed. At this, a laser beam from afar came and painted itself on Gerald's forehead, the sniper that had shot Harris and Hemmingway now focused on the rather large-sacked Central City man. Go fuck yourself..... Geralds then replied, a sentiment shared by the rest of the civilians the Captain then sighed and raised his left hand, Why does everyone have to make this so difficult? Soldiers! Aim! The heavily armored Enforcer grunts raised their own rifles in preparation to slaughter everyone present, likely bringing up bad memories for Matthews. Time seemed to slow down, like this was going to be the end of everything. But just before the order could be given to fire, a rather loud humming was heard. What the...... the Captain muttered, he and his soldiers looking around for the source of the noise. Unbeknownst to them, a small plane was flying overhead, its body tilted at an angle to make a circular path. Thermal optic cameras scanned the ground from above, before long locking onto one target hidden in a rocky outcropping. Positioning data was processed, a firing solution was achieved, and a missile streaked from the strange craft straight towards the hidden sniper. A whistling was heard growing volume, then an explosion erupted in the mountainous region behind the Enforcer troop. Near everyone who looked that way would see fire billowing out the Enforcers' long-range cover was gone. Needless to say, the Captain was stunned, and was about to order the troops to fire when another missile streaked down and destroyed one of their vehicles. Spread out and find who's doing..... the Captain shouted, only to have a bright beam of light strike one of his guards in the chest, burning a hole through the once indestructible armor and killing the human inside. STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM! a semi-distorted voice then shouted the source of the voice itself soon made itself known as a golden android soon landed between the Enforcers and the civilians its right hand smoked a little, indicating this newcomer had been responsible for that shot. You...... the Captain said, his dark-grey hues narrowing upon looking at the android though the humanoid's face was featureless and seemed to possess no real mode of communication, it simply replied, Yes, Enforcer Captain Milligan Rhodes. Once again, I catch you harassing harmless civilians trying to erk out an existence here. But this time, I'm not letting you get away. Milligan snarled and shouted, Don't patronize me, Shiva! Because I've got something for you too! A canister was produced and hurled at the robot, a cloud of electrified smoke encasing the apparent aide to the people of Girdershade and Central City. When the wind blew and cleared the smoke away, the humanoid could be seen still standing completely unharmed. What?! You shouldn't even standing! Milligan shouted, to which the response was, You think something like that can affect me now? Your stupidity knows no bounds, Captain . But now it's my turn. The android then raised a hand and within moments, dog-sized quadrupedal attack mechs, dozens of them, emerged from the rock surrounding the civilians and instead of attacking them, charged the Enforcer squad. And the battle was on again, the people of Girdershade and Central City seeming to have someone watching over them now and a most-needed hand in battle against the Enforcer instigators Geralds shouted Come on! Take these bastards down!