Sigma
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3rd Floor Underground, 4th Fleet HQ, Nepleslia Prime
The 4th Fleet Marines gathered in the Power Armor bay. Most of the stations were empty since this was the lower of the two areas for Power Armor maintenance and servicing. However, what stood out amongst the few Hostiles and Aggressors were the three foreign Power Armors present.
A Mindy, a Daisy and a Ripper all stood side by side. The Marines were, more specifically, gathered around these armors where their new Chief was lecturing.
"As you can see, the Mindyis the smallest of the three. Most of us are taller than the armor! Its bigger cousin, the Daisy, is almost as big as a Hostile. Neither, however, is as well armored or shielded. The Mindy and Daisy's shield capacity is about half that of the Hostile and the Mindy's armor is almost negligible. HPAR rounds plus some ARROWs, even a couple RED shells and the armor's a write-off.
"So how do the Yamataians, the galaxy's literal pussy-cats, have such a powerful war machine if their infantry equipment is crap compared to ours? The answer, ladies and gents, is in their pilots. Yamataian pilots are cunning strategists who make use of everything to make up for their machines' fragility. High speed maneuvers, optional stealth systems, and sheer bloody fire power. Equipped properly, a Yamataian armor can throw out aether, plasma, missiles and 50mm gauss rounds at the same time. And these pussy-cats have sharp claws if you think you can overcome them in hand to hand. These forearm modules can throw out aether beams, generate a shield or create energy blades. Don't ask me how it works, it just does. These energy blades will cut through your armor like a hot knife through butter.
"The best way to defeat these armors and pilots is to outsmart them and outgun them. I think the latter part is easy enough. The former may need some work."
Chief Leon Santiago turned his attention to the NMX Ripper. "This is the NMX Ripper. It comes in three variants, all of which are nasty. Long story short, these ugly brutes are NMX copies of the Yamataian armors except employed as simple assault units. They're all well-armored, and the Zesuaium-plated Rippers are nigh impossible to take down without antimatter or plasma. Like the Daisy and Mindy, they're brutal at long range and close range. But unlike the Daisy and Mindy, the Rippers are piloted by brain-slaves which are not as capable as the average Yamataian soldier. Hence why these units are usually not very well coordinated or tactically minded. There do exist commander units but those are rare. Often, you will instead see a mecha like a Ravager or a Render acting as the unit coordinator on the battlefield. This one here has had its brain-slave and all the power sources removed. Likewise, the two Yammie armors won't power up. So don't think they're about to start moving. We've gutted them pretty thoroughly.
"Note, none of these armors are superior to our own! On paper, we possess some of the most powerful machinery. It is up to the pilots to utilize them to their full potential. Any questions before we move on?" Santiago looked at the Marines. Many of them were still looking up close at the captured armors. It was probably the first time that many of them had been so close to one that had not been shooting at them.
The 4th Fleet Marines gathered in the Power Armor bay. Most of the stations were empty since this was the lower of the two areas for Power Armor maintenance and servicing. However, what stood out amongst the few Hostiles and Aggressors were the three foreign Power Armors present.
A Mindy, a Daisy and a Ripper all stood side by side. The Marines were, more specifically, gathered around these armors where their new Chief was lecturing.
"As you can see, the Mindyis the smallest of the three. Most of us are taller than the armor! Its bigger cousin, the Daisy, is almost as big as a Hostile. Neither, however, is as well armored or shielded. The Mindy and Daisy's shield capacity is about half that of the Hostile and the Mindy's armor is almost negligible. HPAR rounds plus some ARROWs, even a couple RED shells and the armor's a write-off.
"So how do the Yamataians, the galaxy's literal pussy-cats, have such a powerful war machine if their infantry equipment is crap compared to ours? The answer, ladies and gents, is in their pilots. Yamataian pilots are cunning strategists who make use of everything to make up for their machines' fragility. High speed maneuvers, optional stealth systems, and sheer bloody fire power. Equipped properly, a Yamataian armor can throw out aether, plasma, missiles and 50mm gauss rounds at the same time. And these pussy-cats have sharp claws if you think you can overcome them in hand to hand. These forearm modules can throw out aether beams, generate a shield or create energy blades. Don't ask me how it works, it just does. These energy blades will cut through your armor like a hot knife through butter.
"The best way to defeat these armors and pilots is to outsmart them and outgun them. I think the latter part is easy enough. The former may need some work."
Chief Leon Santiago turned his attention to the NMX Ripper. "This is the NMX Ripper. It comes in three variants, all of which are nasty. Long story short, these ugly brutes are NMX copies of the Yamataian armors except employed as simple assault units. They're all well-armored, and the Zesuaium-plated Rippers are nigh impossible to take down without antimatter or plasma. Like the Daisy and Mindy, they're brutal at long range and close range. But unlike the Daisy and Mindy, the Rippers are piloted by brain-slaves which are not as capable as the average Yamataian soldier. Hence why these units are usually not very well coordinated or tactically minded. There do exist commander units but those are rare. Often, you will instead see a mecha like a Ravager or a Render acting as the unit coordinator on the battlefield. This one here has had its brain-slave and all the power sources removed. Likewise, the two Yammie armors won't power up. So don't think they're about to start moving. We've gutted them pretty thoroughly.
"Note, none of these armors are superior to our own! On paper, we possess some of the most powerful machinery. It is up to the pilots to utilize them to their full potential. Any questions before we move on?" Santiago looked at the Marines. Many of them were still looking up close at the captured armors. It was probably the first time that many of them had been so close to one that had not been shooting at them.
