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RP: YSS Kaiyō Mission 31: Wakusei

"Those two Mishhu mecha are certainly built sturdy if anything." Rio thought to herself as she saw the less than expected damage her shoulder cannon had done to the machine's leg. It was the only good shot she would get as the fight became a close quarters one in the red lit bay. From the front of the bay Rio quickly found she could not fire on the two mecha without risking striking her teammates. "Taisho, I no longer have a clear line of fire but the second machine has damage to the frontal armor on one of the legs. I'm repositioning." said Rio as her maneuvered her mecha through the crossfire farther into the bay.

Being mindful of William's own line of fire as she moved into the back of the bay, Rio also began to fire with her rifle from the side and slightly behind the two enemy mecha, targeting the armpit area in an attempt at scoring some critical damage.
 
Molli's streamlined form was a ghostly apparition that was at once at the enemy's feet like a fog, then to their sides before absconding above. The teleporting visage of the Yamataian powered mecha was difficult for her enemies to track and if she had been aiming to keep their attention on her, she had failed. Sif, on the other hand, was quite the opposite of the elusive Molli Byrne. The Nekovalkyrja with her garish shield projecting all kinds of falsities was like some vibrant deep sea fish with its light show and spear dance meant to lure in prey. With the enemy perfectly distracted by Sif, the cone of aether that erupted from Molli's hulking shotgun had no path of resistance. The aether buckshot made chunks out of the joints they targeted. With a heavy thud, one arm landed on the launch bay's port tracks, tearing into the metal as the heavy piece of mecha was felled.

The firing on enemies did not stop at Sif and Molli as from behind, Rio's own rifle and William's rotary cannons fired onto the same areas of the other mecha which had already suffered some kind of static malfunction. To add to the assault on all sides, Aiko's funnels targeted from all sides as well. With the continued fire, the whole chest area crackled with an electric pulse. The lightning-like discharge was short lived, though, as it gave way to a bubble of reddish orange heat as it burst into flames. The whole middle of the armor became subsumed in flames and it bent down, falling not out of the pain a humanoid would bend down in, but because its internal systems could no longer power it to even stand.

"We don't know the safety limitations of their aether generators," Hoshi thought to herself as her fingers dug into her own knees within the confines of her pod. She could imagine the explosion in her mind's eye that would emanate from that mecha and the casualties of her crewmen in this narrow, confined space that was dug in deep in the Urtullan ground. But as she had her mecha look towards the elevator, she saw relief. William's swords had rent open the metal of the cargo doors at the bottom of the launch bay.

"Everyone into the elevator at William's position!" Hoshi ordered, jetting herself forward as she said as much. Bringing up the tail of the group, she made sure everyone made it in. The cargo elevator was made only for a couple mecha to be moved down to the launch bay at one time, but it didn't have controls like a regular passenger elevator, nor a ceiling. The shaft above them was dark and unlit, but with sensors Hoshi could make out that there were other doors that the elevator could open into and she anticipated that is where the rest of the mecha the Urtullan had been building were stored in.

"In pairs or alone, take up positions at those doors above and open them up," Hoshi again ordered. "That's likely where they're storing the mecha they've built for the Mishhuvurthyar. Destroy them before they can be manned!"

Hoshi herself had thrusted a bit above the elevator itself and made sure the others did, unwilling to linger in the blast radius of the aether generator of the mecha on fire should it explode.
 
William roared in trimpuh as he pried the massive doors to the lift apart. Just in time too, as the initial NMX had been destroyed. But the the risk of a generator overload put some pep in their step.

"Aye aye, moving out!" William replied launching himself into the lift shaft with a wicked smile. "Time to do what a Berserker does best. Break things!" The ID-SOL's mech repeated the same process and pried the next door open to reveal 50 NMX mechs. "Now this is a target rich environment. Autonomous mode! Prioritize critical systems." William ordered his ACE.

With that, William's mech began to pump round after round from the heavy cannons into the surrounding NMX mechs. Both guns swiveling and targeting different suits. When a sufficient amount of damage was done, the gun would swivel to the next target. That wasn't to say William was idle while this took place. Using his swords, he began hacking away at the mechs. The first several took time to do sufficient damage, but after some time he worked out a system. Once a mech was softened up by cannon rounds, he would use his swords to punch through the weakened armor. With a good system worked out, the Nepleslian marine went to work.
 
Had there been an expressive face on the Shield Maiden, it'd have a wide grin as Sif was quite proud of herself with keeping the enemy distracted enough for the rest of the team to snuff them out. But there was little time to celebrate as the warnings of a generator meltdown may be imminent, and there were more mechas to destroy. With thrusters engaged, Sif cut open a hole with her plasma spear and bashed a door into one of the hangars. "I got this one, stay safe everyone," she said as she entered.

While the spear was not meant for as much destruction as a blade or an array of explosives, it allowed her to pierce straight through the mecha cores and other important and sensitive systems while leaving minimal outer damage to give their enemies false hope. With the shield, Sif would also bash the mechs over once she was done just for good measure.
 
Sharing the same small and confined space with a potentially overloading aether generator was not Rio's definition of fun. She didn't need to be told twice to get into the elevator shaft, rushing into and up the elevator shaft along with everyone else. "That wasn't our only exit point was it?" Rio softly asked over comms, the question an escaped intrusive thought.

Taking to one of the various doors as ordered, Rio stowed her rifle on the rear waist armor of her mecha before she deployed the wristblade on the right arm. Once the door was pried open, Rio would begin her own work of destruction. Her mecha lacked the close combat power of her squamates, so instead Rio focused on efficiency. She moved from one enemy mecha to the next, her wristblade being used to pry at the bottom of the chest armor before effectively gutting each enemy machine. Cockpits and cores were her primary targets for destruction, but she also gave whatever wires, hoses and other components she could reach a quick yank before moving on.
 
Once her part in dispatching their initial targets had been played, Molli stowed her blade and shotgun away with a showy flourish and a cocky grin that more for her own ego than anything else. It was a dance with danger, given her close proximity to a smoldering bomb in the making, but Molli's frame was swift enough to barrel into the elevator shaft in the blink of an eye, where it clung to the wall and scanned its surroundings with a glowing red visor on its "head." Panning up to the door, the mecha's wings folded down as Molli made it leap from wall to wall, both to conserve power, and to stagger her approach so that the entire squad didn't burst out at once.

Once she dove through the opening William and the others made, the Nepleslian's metal eyes widened with glee at the rows of targets before her. Though late to the party, Molli deployed pods from her mecha, set to autonomous fire, and was soon speeding through the area in a whir of green that sliced, stabbed, and blasted anything in her path. "If it were, weh kin makanother!" Molli's coarse, excitable voice responded to Rio, more to keep her focused than to offer an actual answer.
 
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