[X] "Alright. I trust you guys. Let's do it! Give it your best, I'm counting on you all!" Aim Gunther and let your A.I. team calculate a firing solution to destroy the Class-W from afar.
I get the feeling we're going to be using up a lot of ammo in either case... but let's see what kind of defenses it has.
[X] "Alright. I trust you guys. Let's do it! Give it your best, I'm counting on you all!" Aim Gunther and let your A.I. team calculate a firing solution to destroy the Class-W from afar.
Information doesn't matter if you die a few seconds later, we can gather information on it while we are killing it.
We don't need to know what music it likes/etc, only how to kill it/etc which we can do while trying to kill it.
[X] "Alright. I trust you guys. Let's do it! Give it your best, I'm counting on you all!" Aim Gunther and let your A.I. team calculate a firing solution to destroy the Class-W from afar.
Like thunder, you will strike down the Class-W from afar. With your pride as Madoka Kaname, you will deny it all attempts to sully your clothing like its cousins, those clawed clouds of smog, tried to.
"Alright. I trust you guys." They've kept you alive for so long, there was no reason to doubt them.
"PLEASE LOAD GRENADE." You oblige Gunther, reaching into your pink coat's jacket for a rifle grenade. Without much flair, you load it into Gunther's underbarrel grenade launcher, pulling open the breech and carefully inserting the grande in.
You then aim Gunther at the "sky", or what passed for it.
"Let's do it! Give it your best,
I'm counting on you all!"
"YES MADAM." All three said in unison.
"GATHERING TERRAIN INFORMATION VIA MAGNETOMETER." The armour announced.
"CALCULATING TRAJECTORY. ACTIVATING SUPER-LONG RANGE COMPONENTS." You begin to feel vaguely like an archer, aiming high at the sky to deliver parabolic death from above, your weapon Gunther speaking to you.
"ADJUSTING FOR ANOMALOUS PHYSICS AND CONDITIONS."
Gunther's large electronic sights start beeping, directing you to to adjust the pitch and direction at which you were aiming. You oblige your silicon brothers-in-arms, moving them the way Gunther directed you to.
"STABILIZING USER." You were startled when Von Schoenkopf tightened its fit around you. Apparently, it wanted a stable platform to shoot from.
"READY TO FIRE MADAM, PLEASE PULL THE LAUNCHER TRIGGER."
Intent, focused, concentrated, your finger reached for the finger's trigger. With a focused push, you pull down on it.
You hear a small "thonk" of a sound and around a second or so later, you hear a distant explosion. You find youself morbidly enchanted with that distant sound, in stark contrast to the earlier fear and terror with which you used Gunther to defend yourself against the Class-Fs.
"QUICKLY USER. RELOAD!" Stahl intoned quite shrilly at you for delaying.
Your left hand reaches into your grenade pocket and you pull open the breech, discarding the used grenade cartridge, quickly loading in another one. Your aim is once again guided by Gunther and Von Schoenkopf, although the pitch is noticeably slower. As the sights are lit green, again you pull the trigger, another thonking sound filling the air, another explosion, slightly louder echoing.
"USER, RELOAD!" Stahl advises you again.
And indeed, you saw his point. Was it 200 metres or a hundred? You couldn't tell, but the Class-W entity Gunther and company had talked about was finally visible from where you stood. It was speeding at you, ready to mow you down.
"FIRE!"
It was a motorcycle or rather, an abomination painted by elements of it. Smoke bellowed from behind it. You were almost captivated by it.
What was it now, a hundred or fifty metres? You were staring at death in the face.
That's right, you were battling it! You readied yourself to pull the trigger...
"
FIRST LAW ACTIVATION. AUTONOMOUS FIRING TO PROTECT LIFE OF USER."
Just like that, Gunther fired your last grenade. You stared on. It almost seemed like time was crawling to a stop. The grenade flew in a straight line as the abomination continued it's unending charge in your general direction. Ripping through the air, the grenade continued its flight, primed to kill. The abomination, reckless of it charged onwards, its innards roaring as it it were a motorcycle accelerating. Grenade, monster, grenade, monster. Charge and countercharge.
It ended in a fiery blast, one that consumed the monster motorcycle, consuming it in beautiful fire. You stared onwards as the fire purged the bike from existence.
Out of that inferno, a small black orb falls onto the ground. The world around you starts to distort, the highways, the skyscrapers and cement starting to disappear. You stand, almost frozen by fear, holding onto Gunther by your side.
[] Pick it up.
[] Walk away.
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- 34:120 5.56 NATO
- Zero incendiary 40mm grenades
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