[center][color=lightgreen][b]”Alright everyone we play this one by the books. Stick within quick withdrawal to the Lincoln and try not to get yourselves killed on me.”[/b][/color][/center]

Trapp almost smiled to himself as he rallied out his last orders to the 7th. He was sitting comfortably in a defensive position watching and waiting. The Sentry was still pretty banged up from there last encounter so there was no need for him to go charging into the fray with abandon. He only had to causal glance at his systems readout to inform him of what happened when you got too carried away. The cold piece of metal pressed against his chest in its usual position, a memoir and a reminder of what happened when he didn't do his job correctly. He took a breath as the ghosts of the past muttered in his hands [i]you can't save them, their going to die, why are you even trying?[/i] He shook his head and flexed his hand grasped around the throttle as it shook from an unseen weight. For a slip moment he was somewhere else as voices called out on a panic comm and explosions painted the world red around him and then it was gone. He was back in the present his vitality monitor warning about his peaked heart rate as a flash of red warned him that the Coalition forces were now in effective combat range. He cleared his mind as the doctors tried to teach him back when he was on recovery and gripped the controls with more vigor than before the shaking in his hand subsiding. He had a job to do, he could run away from the past later.

As his targeting computer started to whine and targets started to become highlighted in front of him. He braced the M90 into a sustained firing position as his fingers squeezed the trigger. Spiraling packets of death was thrown forward from the autocannon sending them into the approaching force. Having no intended target the effective blast was in none way shape or form taking any of them out but effective suppressing fire was something that some pilots took for granted. It was a lot harder to concentrate on your intended target when somebody else with throwing rocks at you and calling you names or in Trapp's case sending hot death to graze your shields. Though apparently his actions had drawn a friend as a MK II was soaring forward to meet him. A three round burst fired from the A70 hit into the shoulder of the sentry followed closely behind by another one. 

[color=lightgreen][b] << Shields: 75%[/b][/color]

Trapp responded in kind slamming his thrusts to the side as the next volley came in. The speed was slower than he anticipated due to the damage already done to the thrusters from before and he barely made it out of the way in time. Trapp brought the M90 up and focused down his target putting his trajectory a little bit ahead of him to compensate for any movement he let out a long burst. Luckily for Trapp the Coalition pilot moved in just the direction that the UEE pilot wanted as the MK-II's head snapped back as several high velocity rounds found there way home. Trapp had one opening and he intended to use it as he pulled the trigger and fired straight into the chest of his currently stunned opponent. Finally he pierced through the Coalition heavy armor and hit home as he saw a flash as the MK-II's reactor went critical and when the light subsided all that was left was the shattered remains. 

[color=lightgreen]"This is Odin, one more down!"[/color] Trapp called over the Comm as he pulled the Sentry back towards the Lincoln. He had been lucky on that one and the MK-II had done little actual damage to him but he had still gotten hit. He was sloppy and sloppy out here got you killed. He rotated his MAS searching for other targets but before he could home in to chase another Coalition pilot Alice's voice came over the Comm. He checked her Squad indicator on his radar and made some quick calculations in his head. Accounting for the damage engines he was just in range to be able to intercept the MK-III. He would have to push the Sentry though and looking down he let out a curse. It seems that the crew chief had been correct about the reactor leakage as the numbers in front of him had steadily dropped over the period of time he was outside the Lincoln.

[color=lightgreen][b] << Reactor: 68%[/b][/color]

He would have to worry about that later though because it seemed the Coalition pilot was not going to give up on the White Rabbit. [i]The wolf and the hare[/i] Trapp mused grimly to himself as he floored his thrusters and give them as much juice as he could manage. He soared after the MK-III and Alice on a straight line intercept path and judging from his current speed he would be upon them soon. He raised the M90 as he did and waiting for his targeting computer to give him a lock as he approached closer and closer. [i]Come on baby, come on baby, come on[/i] Trapp thought to himself as he glanced down checking the reactor which in its damage state did not appreciate the stress he was throwing on it. The numbers were dropping faster than he wanted. [i]If you couldn't save us... how can you save her?[/i] Trapp gritted his teeth trying to keep the voices out of his head as he drew in closer, and just a little bit more. There was a hum and a flash of green as the Targeting computer acquired a trajectory. [color=lightgreen]"You don't touch my men![/color]

Trapp muttered to himself silencing the voices in his head as he pulled the trigger. The entire Sentry shook as Trap let lose all he had into the MK-III the M90 launching round after round into its back. The assault must have caught its attention as it spun around breaking off from Alice to face Trapp. Trapp took a breath as he watched the MK-III fling a bolt of plasma his way and Trapp pulled hard the bolt soaring to his left. As he moved the MK-III pushed forward closing the distance and letting out another volley. This one grazed by the Sentry's shields enough to make them flare up as Trapp scrambled to make corrections. The shields flared and dropped to fifty percent as Trapp fired another volley into its side pulling away. Trapp muttered something under his breath an eye still on his reactor status as cut his thrusters downward dropping him below the MK-III as it charged for another run at him at the last moment. Coming up behind the MAS he flipped a switch and fired two Claymore Missiles straight at the MK-III, the Coalition pilot turned around with good reflexes and manged to shot one of them out of the sky but the other one hit home. 

[color=lightgreen][b] << Reactor: 53%[/b][/color]

Trapp panted watching the explosion clear hand still on trigger waiting. There was a shift as something charged out of the explosions wake, the MK-II. It was clearly damaged and seemed to be intent on taking his opponent out with him as it switched out its rifle for its energy saber charging forward. Trapp raised the M90 and fired as it approached but even with the damage the others had already accumulated to it, it still flew forward. Trapp cursed under his breather as he reloaded the M90 before letting into it again. [i]Die, die, die![/i] Trapp thought to himself as it neared closer and closer, it was almost there it just needed a few more good hits. Moments later There was a lurch as the Sentry shook as the two collided with one another hard. A warning single activated as his shields stuttered before something found its way home in the lower body of the sentry. The two MAS were entangled together, the energy saber embedded hilt deep inside the Sentry and Trapp who now had the M90 barrle basically pressed against the head of the MK-III. Trapp acted on instinct as the MK-III pulled an arm out to plunge it back in, having missed the reactor by inches barely. Trapp knew what he was about to do was stupid, but when all else failed all you had left was stupid.

He pulled the trigger and emptied the M90 straight into the head of the MK-III. There was a shudder as the concurring blast from the autocannon at this range was close enough to damage the Sentry as well but the commander was not thinking about that at the moment. Moments later the MK-III "head" shattered and Trapp grimaced as whoever was inside had surely been pulverized. Trapp pushed his thrusters back as quickly as he could to get out the blast radius as the MK-III went critical but due to him being impaled and also with the damaged thrusters he didn't make it just in time. The outer edge of the explosion caught the Sentry and sent it flying into a tumble away from the Linclon and towards Jehan. As Trapp fought to recenter the MAS he noticed out of a corner of his eye that the MK-II that had pulled off from Alice before had come back and was now hurtling right towards him. This did not look good at all.

[color=lightgreen]"MK-II on my six and I'm a little fucked right now!"[/color] Trapp called out in frustration as he continued to tumble further and further away from the Lincoln.


 [color=lightgreen][b] << Reactor: 33%... 32%....31%.....30%[/b][/color]
[color=lightgreen][b] << Armor: 55%[/b][/color]
[color=lightgreen][b] << Shields: N/A[/b][/color]
[color=lightgreen][b] Warning Mass Lock with Jehan in T-minus five minutes [/b][/color]