MechAssault/Size Matters

Size Matters

MISSION BRIEFING

Here’s our chance to surprise the WOB. Gain entrance to their base in an Elemental, steal a ‘Mech, and teach them a lesson.

Objective: Locate ‘Mech Base – Proceed with all due haste to the WOB ‘Mech base

Objective: Eliminate Defenses – Destroy all WOB defenders. We caught them by surprise, and it may take time for them to power up.

Destroy Mansion – Locate the WOB commander’s residence and level it.

Natalia: Okay, new phase of our mission. I know we’re all planning on some serious R&R – drinking, gambling, whatever floats your boat, but we’re postponing that for now. This payoff may be bigger, but I’ve got good and bad feelings. As you know, we are en route to the wasteland. We have received some intel that got me thinking, and I have a plan.

Foster: Oh, great.

Natalia: First, we have an old suit of power armor in the hold. Captain, you are just the right size. That, added to the fact that we’ve learned a number of Word of Blake dignitaries are having some sort of celebration. During an invasion? Amateurs. So, the plan… In this power armor, their sensors won’t pick you up. The bad guys won’t go on full alert. You will face defenders, just not their whole force. Get through their base and find their ‘Mechs. Steal one, and then you’ll be inside their defenses giving them hell before they know it. Move through the small city, demolish the regional palace, and crash their little party. What can I say? Brilliant!

DURING MISSION

Natalia: Enemy defense should be minimal, though I recommend you stay away from combat.

Objective: Proceed with all due haste to the WOB ‘Mech base.

Foster: Affirmative, Major. I am reading mostly infantry.

Natalia: Oh, then feel free to mow the poor bloody infantry down.

Foster: Sir, I’m reading an incoming ‘Mech, somewhere. It must be using Null Sig.

Natalia: Captain, you can’t fight him. Get a move on.

Foster: Sir, bad news! You’re going to have to jump jet island-to-island across this lava lake.

Natalia: Worse news. Incoming power armor!

Foster: Good job, sir. Had me sweating.

Natalia: You were sweating, briefing boy?

Foster: Sir, your ‘Mech playmate is back!

Natalia: Move it, Captain! No time for heroics!

Foster: I’m reading at least one active tank unit.

Foster: This gate is controlled by that building. Blast it!

Foster: <Whistle> Jackpot! Kid in a candy store!

Natalia: Captain! Umm... Captain? Stop window shopping. The Atlas will do fine.

Objective: Destroy all WOB defenders. We caught them by surprise, and it may take time for them to power up.

Natalia: Okay, let ‘em have it. Make your way to the regional palace and let them know who they’re messing with.

Foster: Sir! Incoming ‘Mech! It’s the one that’s been chasing you.

Natalia: Let him have it! You aren’t in that power armor anymore. Show him what an Atlas can do. Size matters.

Foster: Sir, we caught ‘em napping. Punch through that weakened wall section.

Foster: Ambush! Oh, wait. Oh, it’s just a Cougar.

Foster: Another playmate!

Foster: The partygoers are running for it.

Natalia: Terminate as many as possible.

Objective: Wipe out the mansion’s defenders and the mansion itself.

Foster: Sir, multiple ‘Mechs activating! Looks like they aren’t gonna let you play Godzilla much longer!

Foster: All is quiet. The Blake brass has been 86’d or has fled. All combat forces have been dealt with.

Strader: Mercenaries, you continue to annoy me. I will personally deal with you soon. Your reckoning day comes.

Natalia: Was it too much to ask that that lunatic was at the party?

Foster: Captain, we are in…

Natalia: Foster, let’s try not to crash this time, eh?