>>6101176>threat ratings and encounter influenced your pairings, averaging out in some cases. The mission also dictates some of that, so the fob getting a 99 for threat rating elevated it to something of a FOB in name only. Good thing about that nuke. What you see pictured will be your opposition.---
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Giani and his robotic companion had barely crested the hill before their sensors picked up a large number of machines in an unknown configuration. The expectation of some cobbled together battlefield Frankenstein was quickly replaced with an urgent uplink to the AKSG Fobs to share new data. Battlefield robotics, small. Small to large drone class. Unknown weapons. The team spooled up gatling cannons and unloaded into the swarm. lines of tracer fire swept back and forth intersecting into a neatly constructed kill box. Periodically sensors detected unknown contacts but were unable to get a solid bead on the units. humanoid, but no emissive signals, visual only. The mission AI swiftly dubbed the new units "Counterfeits". Eventually the robot got an approximate target on an unknown and blasted with it's railgun. The "Counterfeit" exploded into giblets, but it was unusually gooey and pink. The other machines appeared to be suicide drones, missile carriers, and some sort of exotic mobile plasma lance.
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Claus, Beck and Dee Occupied the captured Peacekeeper tank. It had received a mild overhaul from AKSG in terms of a once over to output and performance, at the cost of a service life that would never be reached anyway. The crewed turrets weren't much but were remotely controlled from the inside and an array of 4 universal manpads were roof mounted for the loader to fire as needed. Almost comically, a single AID followed in tow while the Tridents hitched a ride by clinging to the sides of the vehicle and acting as temporary sponsons.
The ride was interrupted by the crackling of the radio as a high power broadcast jammed their communications and a message flooded the crew compartment of the tank in accented solar common. "Invaders. We see you first." As the tank came under fire from small arms trying to pick off crew guns and sensors, a massive clod of ground exploded up near them.
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Elvis, Floyd, and "the boys" promptly spotted a gaggle of unknown bioforms being lead by unknown operatives via the armed scout. After multiple calls over radio with appropriate sign and countersign, they resolved to automated IFF challenges. Without any response to the positive they opened fire. A torrent of LMG fire punctuated by periodic railshot converted a few of the errant bioforms into literal mist. The team was at the advantage with range, speed, and altitude. This would be a turkeyshoot.
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99/28
Adam and Hector chatted lightly while cruising to the approximate location of the hostile FOB. Adam had changed since spending time away from the team, having done a few weeks of service as an AKSG transport spec and then undergoing "reconditioning".
