The thermals were utterly useless for navigation, as with everything outside being the same freezing temperature they turned his view into a uniform gray canvas. Karel kept to the right flank of the formation, using his ‘Mechs’s speed to keep pace while moving in an irregular zig-zag pattern, hopefully making himself a harder target to hit and letting him see a wider area despite the worsening conditions. He kept an eye on the sensor pings marking the other enemy lance as they moved up, but nothing happened as they approached the enemy base until they were right on top of it.

It was a strange thing of beauty, the wake left by the autocannon shell in the thin atmosphere visible in the snowfall. Not the Hunchback, that thing was everything but beautiful, especially ‘terrifying’ and ‘a fucking problem’. Karel leaned against the throttle as he ran parallel to the Hunchback’s charge, giving it enough space to be able to adjust if it decided to come after him and using the speed and nimbleness of the Mad Goose to safely ignore the VTOLs. All he had to do was command the ‘Mech to slightly lean to the side via his neurohelmet and that was enough to turn a few degrees, like riding a motorbike. The jumpers would be given no such quarter. They were far too big a threat by virtue of being hard to scrape off once latched on and he had a small laser and, by god, he was gonna use it. He managed to clear out half a squad worth of them, not wanting to even think about what fresh Hell Remy was probably putting the crunchies through, before reaching his turning point, making a hard left 90 degree turn and keying his mic. [color=#61FF00]”Hold fire, crossing over.”[/color] He warned his lancemates, turning his torso to the left and raking the back of the Hunchback with his three medium lasers and quickly getting clear to allow the others to resume firing.

He didn’t know what exactly he stepped on, must’ve been a flatbed buried under the snow or something of the sort, all Karel knew was that his ‘Mech had suddenly jerked up, just barely missing the intended target and forcing Karel to move the reticle down toward the ground to avoid hitting a friendly. He could hit a jump trooper but not a fucking BattleMech, seriously? Couldn’t these peasants keep their base properly maintained? Swearing up a storm to rival the one outside the ‘Mech, he turned 90 degrees right again and sought shelter behind the building with the ‘Mech Bays, hoping the Hunchback wouldn’t have the time or the intent to turn around and take a shot at him as an AC/20 hit anywhere on him would take out a part of the Mongoose, including the center torso.

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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/26250]3x Medium Laser, HBK-4G: Miss[/url]
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