Welcome back yet again, to the forty-ninth installment of Mecha Space Pirate Quest. I'm your host, Wong, and as when we left off you are Amos Wedge, a Corporal in the UJCIDF and Caesar's upperclassman friend.
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When we last left off, your squad had been ambushed by a quintet of Avalonian Knights and your squad's ostensible leader had his Warmouth's right leg shot into nonfunctionality. You and Simon both sling an arm under the arms of Garret's Warmouth and fire your thrusters on maximum. He helps, using his remaining leg and torso's thrusters to steer as the three of you streak away across the treetops.
Rockets fall from the sky like burning rain. Fifteen of them streak past, but only one is shot dead-center and explodes against the Warmouth's back. Fortunately, its armor protects it, although the other two's shields aren't looking so pretty after they have to block a few. You casually swerve around the rockets and set an example for your juniors.
There's a steady stream of profanity over the line from the other two. Simon in particular sounds rattled. You're a little surprised by how calm you are, but then again, nothing has managed to touch you yet. You calmly sip some grape juice out of a climate-controlled thermos and concentrate on your flying. After all, you're Jovian, you're #1. No point in panicking. Yet.