So anyway…
Phoenix hawk and jenner make a mech sandwich out of my wammy. I mass fire from everything but the wammy in question and his panther buddy into the jenner. The manwich twins shoot into the phoenix. I trade about 40 points of armor for about 60 on them. Not a really great trade considering the fire I put into them, but hey, it’s alright because the problem for her is that it’s under 20 points split between the warhammer’s legs and barely 20 on the archer (fire from the missile mechs) versus 40 on the jenner and 20 on the phoenix hawk… Into the torso of that ‘hawk with the ammo… Critting said ammo…
Archer ACES piloting check with an eleven, Jenner blows its check with like a 3 and falls onto its own gyro via its already sore rear torso. Earns a kick for its trouble. Leg goes inside. Upper or lower leg, I forget which.
Next round the jenner gets up and makes to run away, I let it… I have bigger fish to fry. Missile launching fish. (Besides where is a leg-crit busted Gyro and in-heat jenner gonna
go anyway?) Jenner makes its piloting check and runs to the far side of the level-2 hill where I cannot see it. (Guess THAT is where it is gonna go
)
I trade fire from partial cover into the missile mechs with the two wammys and the phawk, using the level-2 to screen myself from particle cannon fire. The rest of my ranged mechs (panther and archer) pull BACK in case that jenner feels “froggy” and gets to jumping.
I manage over the next 4 turns to internal the ammo on the “turbo-shoot” and center-penetrate the engine on the griffin (or was it a dervish now that I think about it, doesn’t matter, both are 55 tons and fill same role.) Either way the 55 ton mech suddenly discovers it has a 10 heat per round ulcer and decides to retreat, within range of my phoenix hawk. I jump the hawk and DON’T fire.
Amy knows whats coming and pours fire into my hawk.. I retaliate into the Jenner with everything that has range, the marauder with everything else.
Marauder falls, having taken 21 points of LRM and PPC, My phawk doesn’t, having taken next to nothing, except a single PPC to the leg. The Griffin (Dirvish? That’s bugging me… I gotta find out next wed when I see amy) also stands But then I didn’t
want HIM to fall. I held fire against him for JUST this reason. Jenner loses all its armor, pretty much on every location, and in the fall evaporates in
another ammunition related bonfire of joy. Only a few volleys of SRM ammo, but enough to kill the mech by at least 7 or 8 damage. Amy… Not pleased.
Me… dancing and hooting like I was at a football game.
Physicals phase. Two punches outgoing, one kick incoming.
Remember the scene in Indiana Jones and the “Not the stupid one with space aliens” where the witch doctor reaches in and pulls out a guys still beating heart? Yeah… Phoenix hawk gets a head hit on him (meh.. Not what I wanted, but nice) and then 2 MORE engine crits as the left arm goes in and says “HiHowDoYaDo”!
It basicly pimp-slaps the gal and then pulls out the g*d*mmned engine with its bare hands. I yell “Hadooken” in my best impression of streetfighter. Amy kicks internal on my phoenix hawk’s knee in an odd match for the kick she personally delivered to my shin. I will fully admit that I deserved it. 4 kills for no losses, not even so much as a paint scratch on most of my mechs. Grinning from ear to ear.
At this point the game is running a tad late and she decides to call it. (Can’t blame her, she was a sport about what was, to be truthful a LOT of weird dice rolls) I demand the two surviving mechs power down or be annihilated by my 5 (practically) untouched machines. They do.
I salvage both and House Laio keeps the Mad. That makes me sad. I get the Wammy and whats left of the Phawk. That makes me happy. Take its pristine leg and swap it for my busted one. Sell it to another player for 80 cents on the dollar of a new one. Win/Win as far as I’m concerned. Warhehouse is full of heatsinks, ammo, and armor. I’m RICH lol.