“Push forward! Push forward!” The Rebel Mechanoids blared their signals to press their attack. There was no reason not to do so. Their enemies were only a minor fraction of their troops and yet for some reason, they were doing significantly better in damage control and defending their position while their sole artillery gun kept firing nonstop towards the church.
Naturally, the rebel commanders were afraid even though they were hiding underground but it was precisely because they were underground, they were terrified that they could be buried underneath it. They had searched the underground premises and found no alternate exits other than the entrance from the church. Their only sole purpose for staying underground was to avoid the artillery attacks when their Mechanoids had reported too late about the enemies’ objective.
They kept assuming the enemies were going for a roundabout way to flank the church instead taking the main road which was a logical detour given that the rebels had stationed snipers to overwatch the main road. But this detour had caused them to initially shift their troops to the side of the church and only later they subsequently deduced that they were taking the artillery guns.
While they did not overlook such a possibility, the commanders who were a bunch of nervous wrecks after finding out that the Rebel Mechanoids they sent out were half wiped out, instinctively started to shore up their defences on the church that they forgot about the artillery guns. Now the Rebel Commanders were hoping their Mechanoids were able to kill the enemy squad by mass rushing them with troops before the artillery gun dismantled the church entirely through pounding fire.
“Get into the buildings for cover and sought higher ground. Shoot them down!” One of the Rebel Commanders shouted through their own intercoms making the Grey Bear Squad elated behind their cover. They had stolen the radios from the rebels and had the latest frequency on board, thus allowing them to anticipate where the Rebels were amassing. This was the reason why the Rebels felt that even with a small group, they were able to control their advance with suppressive fire. Yinn had also purposely readjusted a second artillery to lower the barrel like a medieval cannon and shot it through the group with the highest concentration of rebels, causing some panic among their ranks.
But now that they had been pinned from moving forward, their only way was to get cover and to the second floors of the buildings surrounding the artillery guns so that they have the leverage of height to overpower the defenders at the artillery gun. Yet, the rebels do not know whether it was sheer luck or extreme perception as their Mechanoids holding rocket launchers were killed the moment they showed themselves out.
And it was not the Mechanoids who were doing all the killing but their flesh and blood commander who was sniping them with deadly precision. They never know that his Maqi sensing ability had stabilised allowing him to sense further and in lieu of his Inverse Eyes. Thus, he was able to locate them quickly and bring them down before they could do any damage to their holding position. But now, all the Grey Bear Squad was doing was waiting and holding the line.
They were waiting for Jin’s command as he could sense whether the majority of Mechanoids had moved up into the buildings. The Grey Bear Squad especially Click was not expecting much from the booby traps since she knew how much those hidden C4 explosives could do. But when Jin gave the command for Click to dispense all the explosives, he immediately pushed Diaz and Click’s heads down while telling Yinn to take cover as well.<.com>
The series of explosions starting from the far right, came as a violent shock to not only the Rebels that were caught in it but the Grey Bear Squad as well. Tellie was bewildered by the sight and could not believe her eyes and ears as the shockwaves went booming throughout the town.
Yet for Jin, it was not a surprise but a sort of amazement that it worked overtly well. When he was assisting with the transportation of the weapon crates to the Artbridge, Jin had secertly inserted his Maqi into the box, while ensuring that it was not too volatile for installation. With the experience controlling Maqi despite his current grade, Jin was able to make sure that even a knock or two would not cause it to explode right on their face. But he did not expect the explosion to rival Peppers’ regular explosions.
“Hahahahah! Perhaps I should do the same for artillery shells as well and finish them once and for all.” Jin’s ‘murderous’ thoughts got the better of him for a moment before he remembered that there was still the possibility of the villagers within the church premises. Killing Mechanoids was fine but those villagers if killed could bring up certain wartime queries that he does not wish to participate in. There will definitely be a political part of this entire war and Jin does not wish to be caught up in it again.
But the effects of his efforts dragging the weapon crates had all been worth it. To see that he was able to create an explosion of this magnitude reminded him how he missed Peppers, his teacher in advanced explosives. “What are you people waiting for? Go in and defeat them.” Jin said as he stood up and continued to operate the artillery gun he asked Yinn to take point wiping the enemies out as the dust clouds are settling.
Jin did not see them as humans and since they were Mechanoids, they should be eliminated quickly as they readjusted their bearings and prepare to fight back. So, even as the two other privates were reeling in from the attack, they readjusted their processes and sensors with the aid of the Tactical System and eliminate any Mechanoids who were still moving. Obviously, there was little to none left for them to kill but since their Commander was not taking chances, they went through systematically as a three man team to make sure that the rebels went down with the explosions.
It was undoubtedly a brutal sight but war is war.
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