“And it would be said that this was the first true test of the Peacekeepers…”
Kenoki looked down at the landscape spread before her. A reined city of broken concrete stained a ruddy orange by the light of a setting sun. The refugee “Camp” was a complex of heavy walled buildings, sports arenas or some such. The camp wasn’t hard to pick out since most of the buildings in the complex were whole. Rubble choked the streets surrounding the camp and with the aid of her Tenshi, Kenoki could pick out a handful of gun emplacements around the complex.
The order to jump came. Kenoki stepped off the edge of the ship into the sky, falling for a few seconds before bringing up her Tenshi’s flight systems. The others would be right behind her doing the same.
A small flash of light amidst devastated city caught her eye, but it was gone before she could turn her head in that direction. A light blossomed from behind her followed split seconds later by the concussion of an explosion. Kenoki was spun around in the air, to see the Kibou belching fire and falling fast. Still out of control, Kenoki had little time to ascertain the disposition of the relief ships or her fellow Peacekeepers.
Franticly she gained control of her armor and spun back around so she could face the ground that was rapidly approaching. She managed to slow her fall slightly before impact, but she still hit hard. She rolled with the impact, loosing her Tenshi’s rifle as she spun across the ground and finally skid to a halt several meters later. The Tenshi took the brunt of the hit, but having all the liquids in her body violently thrashed back and forth hadn’t done Kenoki any favors. A dull throbbing started in the back of her head as she levered herself up to a sitting position. The armor chimed in her head, <Warning, pilot has sustained mild concussion, seek medical aid.>
“No shit…” She looked up as the shadow of the burning Kibou passed over her. It fell past Kenoki’s view, moments later the ground shook at the ship hit. Seconds after that a low rumbling filled the air and a blast wave ripped through the air around her as a secondary explosion clamed what was left of the ship.
Then it was quiet for what seemed like an eternity before the sound automatic weapons fire filled the air.
The first few shots went wide, striking a wall to Kenoki’s left. <Warning, Possible hostiles.>
Kenoki rolled to her right in time to dodge the next volley of fire, “Whatever gave you that idea?” She rolled onto her feet and broke into a sprint, “At least give me a map or something useful!” A small map popped up in the right corner of her vision. It had a blue dot that clearly stood for “you are here” and a yellow dot in the approximate location of the refuge camp that clearly said “you want to be here.”
Shots followed Kenoki, she took any turn as an opportunity to return fire with her wrist mounted pulse cannons, since the rules of engagement had become a moot point. This pattern of running, dodging and strafing continued into the fading light of dusk. The last light from the sun was fading as she turned one last corner. She was just twenty meters away from what looked at a glance to be a heavy loading dock built into the side of one of the complex’s walls. The span in-between was guarded by a pair of gun emplacements with some cover provided by a pair of burnt out ground cars.
Kenoki made it half of this distance when her pursuers turned the last corner. Their arrival announced by more weapons fire struck the ground and debris around her. She turned and fired her pulse cannons again. The gun emplacements roared to life behind her. Within seconds any pursuer who hadn’t fled the instant the guns started, had been shredded.
The guns went quiet but the sounds of gunfire, both energy and ballistic, could be herd echoing through the night air. Kenoki walked the last stretch towards the heavy door of the complex. It ground open noisily to admit her inside, then ground shut much the same.
Adrenalin rush fading, Kenoki slumped against the closest wall then slid down. The Dull pain in her skull had blossomed to a near building pulse. She tried her Comm, “This is Cadet Hirahara, anybody else out there?”
Kenoki looked down at the landscape spread before her. A reined city of broken concrete stained a ruddy orange by the light of a setting sun. The refugee “Camp” was a complex of heavy walled buildings, sports arenas or some such. The camp wasn’t hard to pick out since most of the buildings in the complex were whole. Rubble choked the streets surrounding the camp and with the aid of her Tenshi, Kenoki could pick out a handful of gun emplacements around the complex.
The order to jump came. Kenoki stepped off the edge of the ship into the sky, falling for a few seconds before bringing up her Tenshi’s flight systems. The others would be right behind her doing the same.
A small flash of light amidst devastated city caught her eye, but it was gone before she could turn her head in that direction. A light blossomed from behind her followed split seconds later by the concussion of an explosion. Kenoki was spun around in the air, to see the Kibou belching fire and falling fast. Still out of control, Kenoki had little time to ascertain the disposition of the relief ships or her fellow Peacekeepers.
Franticly she gained control of her armor and spun back around so she could face the ground that was rapidly approaching. She managed to slow her fall slightly before impact, but she still hit hard. She rolled with the impact, loosing her Tenshi’s rifle as she spun across the ground and finally skid to a halt several meters later. The Tenshi took the brunt of the hit, but having all the liquids in her body violently thrashed back and forth hadn’t done Kenoki any favors. A dull throbbing started in the back of her head as she levered herself up to a sitting position. The armor chimed in her head, <Warning, pilot has sustained mild concussion, seek medical aid.>
“No shit…” She looked up as the shadow of the burning Kibou passed over her. It fell past Kenoki’s view, moments later the ground shook at the ship hit. Seconds after that a low rumbling filled the air and a blast wave ripped through the air around her as a secondary explosion clamed what was left of the ship.
Then it was quiet for what seemed like an eternity before the sound automatic weapons fire filled the air.
The first few shots went wide, striking a wall to Kenoki’s left. <Warning, Possible hostiles.>
Kenoki rolled to her right in time to dodge the next volley of fire, “Whatever gave you that idea?” She rolled onto her feet and broke into a sprint, “At least give me a map or something useful!” A small map popped up in the right corner of her vision. It had a blue dot that clearly stood for “you are here” and a yellow dot in the approximate location of the refuge camp that clearly said “you want to be here.”
Shots followed Kenoki, she took any turn as an opportunity to return fire with her wrist mounted pulse cannons, since the rules of engagement had become a moot point. This pattern of running, dodging and strafing continued into the fading light of dusk. The last light from the sun was fading as she turned one last corner. She was just twenty meters away from what looked at a glance to be a heavy loading dock built into the side of one of the complex’s walls. The span in-between was guarded by a pair of gun emplacements with some cover provided by a pair of burnt out ground cars.
Kenoki made it half of this distance when her pursuers turned the last corner. Their arrival announced by more weapons fire struck the ground and debris around her. She turned and fired her pulse cannons again. The gun emplacements roared to life behind her. Within seconds any pursuer who hadn’t fled the instant the guns started, had been shredded.
The guns went quiet but the sounds of gunfire, both energy and ballistic, could be herd echoing through the night air. Kenoki walked the last stretch towards the heavy door of the complex. It ground open noisily to admit her inside, then ground shut much the same.
Adrenalin rush fading, Kenoki slumped against the closest wall then slid down. The Dull pain in her skull had blossomed to a near building pulse. She tried her Comm, “This is Cadet Hirahara, anybody else out there?”