!IMYfe1j54Y 03/25/11(Fri)06:53 No.14360639|
Walker ran forward towards the Alghorymes. He hadn't noticed before, but they were big. Bigger than Nomad, fully suited, big. Bigger than a BiTank big.
"Paradox, we might need some evac soon - anything you can safely get would be nice! Air support, anything, shit! We are in danger of being overrun, I repeat, we are in danger of being overrun! Requesting air support and evac, A-S-A-P!"
Reaching the robots, he spun on his heel, to face the incoming swarm. Even if he was shorter than them, perhaps the significance of his actions wouldn't be lost on them, he thought.
Wheezing and out of breath, Walker raised his rifle, switched it to full auto, and pointed it towards the enemy xenoforms.
"Let's do this shit, ya bastards! For the Galactic Liberation Front!"