As Ironfist Ambassador Battle Group Leader Owe Sterling stepped out of the drop pod, the ceramic steel soles of his boots crushed the skulls of three Beastman runts. The helmet display projected the battlefield situation onto his retina, showing the steel gates of the third bastion in the eastern defense zone spitting fire at four hundred meters away.
"First Company, secure the landing zone. Second Company, establish crossfire." The power armor's servo system converted his voice into thunder, "Glory Guard Third Battalion, set up your damn city-breaking hammers!"
Twelve four-meter-tall Heavy City Breaker Mechas emerged from behind their cover, their shoulder-mounted reactive armor firing two rockets. The shock drill mounted on the mechanical arm began preheating, blue-white arcs dancing on the composite ceramic drill tip. Owe knew the weakness of this equipment—each impact would expose the power lines for three seconds.
