In the 31st Century they're are no wars that are fought with men. Only machines. These machines are called BattleMechs or 'Mechs for short. The people that pilot them are MechWarriors.
Prelude
"Firefox 'Mech patrol! 9:00!" Jack's computer A.I. yelled at him. Jack swivled the control stick and the head of his Timber Wolf Mech turned to face the oncoming threat. Sweat dripped down his forehead. His usually straight, short black hair ws messy and unkept. He had been up since two in the morning for this test. This was his first combat test since training. He strained on his sights trying to see the Firefox. There it was.
It's small body weaving in and out of the rubble of buildings. Jack hit the zoom button on his front panel. He could see the cockpit. The Mech itself was extremely small compared to the Heavy Mech Jack was piloting. The Firefox opened fire with laser cannons. The shots were buzzing past Jack. One of them impacted onto the front hull.He flipped the switch to turn his machine guns on. He grabbed the trigger and he too fired upon his target.
He could see the shells flying out of the guns as the bullets raced ahead and ripped into the small Mech. Rounds peppered the chasis of the Mech. The Firefox exploded into a shower of flames and metal. A leg flew past him.
"I think I got him," Jack said to his A.I. companion who came into view on the panel next to him.
"You know, I think you're ready for a real test now. Head back to base and dock there. You're good." the A.I. said as she looked at the burning wreckage.
*I hope this is better than it was. I'm still a little shaky as to what to put though.*
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