Gunshots and explosions echoed through the forest trees, plumes of smoke reached to the skies through the canopy of the raging battle below. In a clearing not far from the commotion, what appeared to be a seven foot tall man, sat perched on a log unmoving. Up close, this "man" was actually a scrap metal mech, brandishing a heavy machine gun, a flare launcher and all sorts of bits and pieces of the like. It whirred and hummed, the extrinsic winky face plastered on the head, but on the inside holographic panels displayed information at blurring speeds to make room for the next line of intel. Murmurs of commands and whispers of enemy transmissions bombarded the speakers of the mech's innards. The feint light of the monitors illuminated the doe-like mossy green eyes that flew in all directions, absorbing all the information being brought into the goliath's body. Sue sat as motionless as her patchwork mech, only the jittery movement of her eyes were an indicator that she was a living being, rather than some doll... within another doll.
Sue had effortlessly hacked into the network mainframe of the System's raid group, relaying all information back to the home base of the Resistance. Sue was careful not to trigger any alarm that would get her killed, or worse. Captured. The petit girls body shuddered at the thought. 
A static buzz overpowered all other sounds in the tiny cockpit, it was Control hailing in on Sue and [i]Chamberlain[/i]. "[i]Chamberlain[/i] do you copy?" a familiar voice of a fellow rebel came through the speakers. "Yes Control, intel should be finished downloading soon." Sue replied, Her mousy voice was a strange combination to her assertive soldierlike tone. "That's great and all kiddo, but we got an issue." Sue never liked issues, they were... well, issues. "How so?" Her voice was heavy with angst, "Well, some scouting drones picked up visual of three heavily burned bodies. Just from the feed, even I can tell that it would be impossible to identify them!" Sue's jaw clenched, "Did you run a head count? They may not be ours."
"Our forces are centralized just a tad east from the site, but it's not unbelievable that they may have strayed away from the main party."
"I see." Sue had a sour feeling in her stomach, not knowing what kind of threat this could be made her more and more antsy, "It couldn't have been a flame thrower or some sort of napalm?"
" 'fraid not, the fire seemed to only have affected the bodies, no signs of damage elsewhere. But aside from that, once you finish the download, we need you to come back to base. We need you to fix up a few new vehicles and then ease them back into the fray."
"Roger that control." Sue sighed heavily. Her eyelids fluttered for a moment before the mech sprung to life on the outside, [i]Chamberlain[/i] stood at its full height and began a steady jog westward. This new information was something she wish she hadn't heard; it meant that there was most likely that their mystery fire starter was an unfriendly, and a Project at that. Sue's uneasiness triggered [i]Chamberlain[/i] to burst into a full speed sprint. 
"Not even running works anymore."