Gerad listened to the comms as Cyne and Ducaliea made their way in and began to sow their brand of havoc amongst the enemies in the second line. While they did that, and the rest of them waited with the Resistance for the right time to move, he busied himself with some more repairs to the Chimera.
As the power armoured thugs moved in, he was moving out. ”KRAK ‘EM LADS!” He hollered to the nearby Resistance fighters. ”ANY ‘OW TAGS ME BUYS TH’ DRINKS!” Despite their nervousness about the on coming fight, quite a few of the fighters laughed. Saving his dwindling PRP shots for the tank, he flashed laser fire at the thugs from behind his Barrier, sweeping the beam in arcs to try and tag them. Like the last batch they’d fought, these power armoured enemies where faster on their feet that one would normally expect, and the armour was tough enough to take glancing blows from his VLA.
Before he could really start to go to work, a voice cut into the company comms just as a mass driver punched a slug straight through one of the attackers. This seemed to be the signal for the Resistance, because as soon as that happened, they poured forwards unloading on the incoming hostiles. A second suit went down under autocannon fire from the power armoured Resistance leader after an anti-armour crew had gotten a good hit in themselves. Another suit juked madly to avoid the fire from the Resistance push and brought himself right into a perfect shot for Gerad.
The target window was only moments, but that was enough; the VLA struck a flex joint in the armour’s torso, and in moments burned through causing an overload while at the same time disabling the computers. Instead of the plasma flair from the overload venting outwards, the damage made it vent into the armour. In less than two full seconds, the target was nothing more than a vaguely humanoid shaped pile of slag; this was all a moot point to the pilot however as the penetrating VLA beam had bisected his heart and killed him before the armour had even blown up.