Korbachev glared angrily at his newly hired soldiers, as they disobeyed his orders. They started the battle just outside of the range of the guns. He'd have to draw them closer himself.
"Shocktroopers, Manhunter, advance. Kodiak," he looked up at the brown and red "pet" warjack, who seemed to look back at him, "Let's go."
Having the Demolition Corps and Drakhun stay back to protect the Destroyer and the Field Gun crew, the Kodiak, Shocktroopers, Manhunter, and Warcaster charged the field.
Korbachev and his personal bodyguard led the attack, followed closely by the lumbering Warjack and the Shocktroopers. Korbachev ran up a pile of rocks, leaping into the air, and drawing his Nock Cannon, firing all seven Barrels at once down into the fray, with enough recoil force to break a normal man's shoulder.
The Manhunter followed, her battleaxes drawn, to slice anyone apart on her landing, while the Kodiak charged forward, it's massive, spiked hands sweeping the field in front of him free of any soldiers.
The Shocktroopers pressed on, firing their shield-mounted cannons at anyone that wasn't a hired gun or sword. The shield cannons had pitiful range, but they made up for it in sheer stopping power, and shock value.
"Shocktroopers, Manhunter, advance. Kodiak," he looked up at the brown and red "pet" warjack, who seemed to look back at him, "Let's go."
Having the Demolition Corps and Drakhun stay back to protect the Destroyer and the Field Gun crew, the Kodiak, Shocktroopers, Manhunter, and Warcaster charged the field.
Korbachev and his personal bodyguard led the attack, followed closely by the lumbering Warjack and the Shocktroopers. Korbachev ran up a pile of rocks, leaping into the air, and drawing his Nock Cannon, firing all seven Barrels at once down into the fray, with enough recoil force to break a normal man's shoulder.
The Manhunter followed, her battleaxes drawn, to slice anyone apart on her landing, while the Kodiak charged forward, it's massive, spiked hands sweeping the field in front of him free of any soldiers.
The Shocktroopers pressed on, firing their shield-mounted cannons at anyone that wasn't a hired gun or sword. The shield cannons had pitiful range, but they made up for it in sheer stopping power, and shock value.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
