One of the two spearman mechs in charge of holding up Zeigra as the beast went after the rifleman mechs tripped.
It shouldn’t have happened!
Ves and everyone else gasped as they witnessed one of the mechs falter in such a critical moment. How could a mech that had only faced one brief moment of combat jumble its footing in such an idiotic manner?!
Was it the mech pilot? Almost certainly not! From their academy days, mech pilots spent thousands of hours practising the right footing for their mechs.
With the consequences of falling due to improper footing so grave, the mech instructors thoroughly force their mech cadets to learn how to walk, run, sprint and sidestep on even the most rugged and uneven simulated terrain!
Though the mech pilot of the spearman mech was fairly young, this proper footing should have still been a critical graduation criteria for even the most basic mech pilots!
Suspicions rapidly turned towards the mech.
As the mech designer who supervised the condition of the mechs, Ves began to receive some unwelcome glares from the others in the command center.
If a mech carried a critical flaw that might have led to a mech losing its footing, then he should have caught it well before the battle commenced!
Aware of the blame he might receive, Ves immediately manipulated the projected interface to call up the logs and telemetry from the tripped spearman mech.
Having studied Zeigra extensively, he had already what kind of tricks the Crown Cat might pull off! This wasn’t the first time a mech faltered before the powerful organic product, but it never happened so quickly and abruptly!
While Ves tried to seek out the reason for the spearman mech’s sudden fall, the battle rapidly progressed.
With just one spearman mech left on its feet, its mech pilot continued pushing the machine forward despite the fall of a partner.
However, Zeigra exhibited no concern towards the lone spear targeting its eyes! Belying its prodigious mass, the beast easily sidestepped the thrust and continued charging onwards to the vulnerable rifleman mechs!
Fortunately, the mech pilots of the rifleman mechs had already started moving even before Zeigra closed in. They split up in different directions and spent more time on sprinting away than firing potshots at the creature.
Zeigra roared in fury and kept charging forward, determined to chase after at least one of the hunter mechs!
\"Run! Maximize your speed by any means possible!\" Lady Miralix urged! \"Backup is on the way but it will take time!\"
Zeigra’s mobility posed lots of problems to the vanguard as the huge cat had cleverly threaded a hole in their formation! One spearman mech wasted precious seconds trying to raise itself up its feet while the other desperately sprinted after the speeding beast!
The knight mech chased after the cat as well with its raked shield, but its bulky armor did its speed and acceleration no favors! There was no way the knight mech could ever catch up to an organic product optimized for chasing after prey!
Zeigra wanted to kill the rifleman mech in the center of his vision so much that he began to sprint like a cheetah!
His hind limbs pushed off the soil almost simultaneously, pushing forth his immense bulk with powerful force.
His forelimbs landed and pressed against the soil soon after, stabilizing his feline bulk just enough for his hind limbs to push forth again!
The sinuous undulation of his back during his dash possessed a mesmerizing quality. The Crown Cat’s pleasing aesthetics only added to the intimidation factor of the creature. Practically every mech pilot engaged in battle against the beast already started to quiver!
The rifleman mech that became Zeigra’s target ran as fast as possible, so much so that it decisively tossed away its ballistic rifle in order to sprint faster with the aid of its arms!
Yet no matter what kind of running technique its mech pilot employed, its speed still fell short of Zeigra’s dash!
\"Fire at its limbs! Disturb Zeigra’s footing as best as you can!\"
The two rifleman mechs that ran on opposite sides to the dashing cat stopped their flight and turned around to aim at Zeigra’s limbs!
Their rifles barked out, but the round impacted only empty ground.
They missed!
It took an agonizingly long time before the rifles fired again! One of the powerful rounds exploded a distance away from the cat as Zeigra cleverly juked at the last moment! Another round fell close enough to encompass one of the limbs, but the damage was too weak to deter the cat from his determined attack.
Lady Miralix and everyone else saw with increasing horror as Zeigra resolutely dodged or withstood every round thrown in his way. It took vastly more damage before his hide and his flesh degraded! The brief window of opportunity at the moment was far too short to push Zeigra to that point!
\"Stall Zeigra as best you can before you eject!\"
The pilot of the rifleman mech kept withdrawing, hoping to stretch out the chase as much as possible.
However, just as it seemed it would take Zeigra half-a-dozen seconds more to close the distance, the rifleman mech jerked and stumbled upon its feet!
\"EJECT!\"
Just before the rifleman mech tumbled completely onto its face, the mech pilot had already issued the emergency eject command!
The cockpit blasted out the back of the rifleman mech and flew out of Zeigra’s grasp just as the furious Crown Cat pounced on what remained!
A triumphant roar bellowed from his throat as Zeigra savaged the rifleman mech with savage glee. The Crown Cat showed no mercy to the pilot-less mech as he tore through its vulnerable rear armor and made an absolute mess of its internal parts!
Ves looked sick as Zeigra inflicted an incredible amount of destruction to numerous critical components. He suspected that Zeigra knew exactly what he was doing as the cat deliberately savaged as many parts as possible even though he constantly suffered repeated impacts from the rifles aimed at his sides!
In addition, not only did the Crown Cat destroy the mech with his claws, he also took several meaty bites out of it! An entire arm got ripped apart as Zeigra clamped the rifleman mech’s shoulder and ripped straight through its armor plating!
\"He’s eating the mech! He’s feeding himself!\"
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