"Well its about damn time." Ace C. Eos chuckled as the clock hit zero.
He turned to his men. "Yall ready to rock boys?"
The lights went off again, reshrouding the city in darkness.
Ace put on his night vision goggles. Looking around, scoping the scene.
He could feel his entire army bracing themselves.
What was that...
Ace look around alarm.
Ace leveled his gun and looked forward, finally meeting his enemy face to face.
What the hell was it?
All he saw was a hard hat with a plus on on it.
it was so strange Ace couldn't even find something to compare it to.
But then another came. He saw little feet on this one.
One become 10.
10 became 20.
20 Became fifty.
50 of the little things standing in a row across the street, from building to building.
Holy shit. They were just the smallest thing. And yet, not even one shot,
And Ace already felt outmaneuvered.
Hands shaking, he picked up his radio.
"This is Alpha Leader! Who copies?"
He screamed into his radio.
"THIS IS ALPHA LEADER! I HAVE THE ENEMY IN SIGHT! WHO COPIES?"
His radio was static.
50 little cannons were pointed right at him.
"FIRE AT WILL!"
A few dozen thousand rounds came pouring at the cannon wall.
The little monsters put their guns away and hid under their hard hats.
For half a minute, all they did was just sit their, absorbing punishment.
"HOLD YOUR FIRE!"
Ace lowered his gun.
There was no way any of those things could still be operational.
Not after that barrage...
NOT EVEN ONE.
They were all still standing.
Ace look even closer.
No bullet holes.
He couldn't even see a dent.
"What the hell?"
How could all those bullets not even put a dent in a single one?
"Cool, ain't it?"
Ace looked up.
A little man was sitting on a street light between the two fronts.
Ace recognized him. The little one sitting on big guy's shoulder.
The Robot Master jerked his thumb at the hard hat formation
"These Met things, their hard hats are made with a titanium-based compound. Almost as good as my own. And being a soldier yourself, you must know what that means, Right? "
They were bulletproof. Their guns were useless.
But not their explosive weapons. And maybe if they can hit the underbellies...
Before Ace could come up with a plan, the Robot Master spoke again.
"But if you thought THAT was cool, wait till you see the light show!"
He snapped his fingers at the Mets.
"Lemme have it troops!"
The "Mets" popped up again, reveling their cannon mouths.
They shot out lighting-fast balls of yellow at Ace and his brigade.
He ran for cover.
"ENEMY FIRE INCOMING! TAKE COVER!"
Getting behind the barricades and sandbags, Ace managed to outrun the bullets before they hit him.
He just hoped all his men did the same.
The blasts just came raining down.
And knocked Ace into the air.
He landed on the sidewalk, slamming shoulder first. The explosion were deafening. He could feel himself start to pass out.
"Commander Ace!" He could feel soldiers rushing to his aid.
THWAP THWAP THWAP! Ace could hear other soldiers splatter onto the ground. His men.
He got himself up. No one hurts his men. "ARTILLERY! COVER US! FALL BACK FALL BACK!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The blasts came raining down on the Mets as the brigade retreated.
A tank came rolling in for extra support. As Ace turned his head, he saw smoke and fire.
But he didn't see that little robot up anywhere.
That is either very good, or very bad. Pretty sure bad.
"Its like the Fourth of July out there! Boom! Boom! Everywhere!" The fat robot was slapping his knee.
"Yeah, its getting pretty chaotic down there." The more muscular one responded. "Oh look, here comes Ice Man."
Ice Man flew up to building."Hey guys, y'all keeping it cool?" He turned to his electric leader.
"Yeah Ice Man, everything is going according to plan. Cut Man is already on his way to clip the Tweeties of their wings. And Fire Man is bringing in reinforcements."
"So when do we get to carry the heavy load Elec Man?" The muscular one was flexing his arms."
"Soo Guts Man. It wont be long now. So just sit back,"
"And get ready to shock the world."
The infantry Ace's division gathered in DenTech Square.
The artillery battles were still going on, on the outside of the city. The explosion goings off in the background.
Ace turned to his Brigadier Generals. "The only things that slows those little shits are the artillery and sentries. They blew right past the footmen. Right now the heavy stuff is the only thing keeping them at bay. Where the hell is air support?"
"We lost contact with air support, commander." One of his men replied. "And another thing, sir."
Those little monsters absolutely tore through my font line. We were caught off guard with their first barrage, and completely exposed. We should have-"
He gulped. "We should have lost about half our men."
Ace smiled. "Good thing the barriers are up. Now am I right?"
"That's just the thing commander. The barriers, they were already destroyed."
Ace's smile vaporized. He leaned over the table. "What?"
"For an entire 35 seconds, we were completely exposed to enemy fire. They could have, they could have... 'gulp'
"Killed us all."
A silence fell in the room.
A whole brigade, just wiped out.
"But why not?" Ace questions.
"How are all those men still alive? They can fire multiple rounds in seconds, so why the pauses?"
Ace thought back to his own encounter.
Had their been a lull in the fire?
The Mets had been holding back.
Why let your enemy escape when you can wipe them out?
AMBUSH! AMBUSH! AMBUSH!
FROM THE SKY! LOOK OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUT!
Ace rushed outside.
The robots, the one from the JumboTron.
4 of them were attacking.
One of them, the robot he saw before on the street, threw blades at the sentries.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The explosion left nothing but rubble, smoke, and flames.
"WHOAH!" Ace couldn't believe his eyes. Those blades cut through those machines of war butter.
"FIRE! TAKE THAT THING DOW!"
The big heavy was charging down the street, going right for an armored car.
Bullets from the machine gun were just bouncing off of him. And he was getting close and closer...
The big guy PICKED IT UP, and emptied the vehicle of soldiers like it was a purse.
He heaved it into the air, and it was blown up mid air.
"What the hell?"
The other fat robot with the mohawk. It was throwing bombs at the defensive barriers.
Even more Mets were pouring in now.
Ace was starting to panic"WERE BEING OVERRUN! WHERE IS OUR AIR SUPPORT?"
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
"ARGH!" "I'M HIT!" "HELP!" "SHOOT IT SHOOT IT!"
Ace turned. The bolt-mask guy was zapping his men with beams of electricity. Ace tried to shoot him, but the robot seemed to be faster than the bullets! He couldn't hit him once!
The robot fired his beam at him. Like snakes, the beams streaked up to Ace, blasting him right on the chest. He flew backward.
Twitching and writhing as the electricity ran through him and put havoc on his body, Ace tried to stand.
All around him, his men were falling.
Mets were everywhere.
The Robot Masters were destroying the heavy artillery.
Air support was no where to be found.
Ace C. Eos and his division had lost.
The Robot Masters would probably slaughter them all.
And they couldn't do a thing about it.
"Damn it..." Ace said.
As he fell,