Trapped in an Iron Grip

Nothing Like Bloodlust and Heartwarming for Breakfast

"The squad's ready."

You heard some static over the coms followed by some odd noise you couldn't pinpoint.

"So BSAA got here already." Chris' voice sounded. "They didn't waste any time."

Lobo was the next to speak as he walked up to Chris. "Mission adjustment?"

"No," Chris said quickly. "It doesn't change anything. Terminate Miranda and rescue Rose." He looked back at his team and nodded. "That's the mission, and failure is not an option."

A voice spoke up with an amused tone to it. "Let's have some fun, people! Like old times!"

"Let's move out," Chris ordered.

"Roger!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Okay!"

"You got it!"

Chris and his team moved out in the directions they went over earlier. 

"Canine, I want to know what the hell BSAA is doing here," Chris said when the others were out of earshot, Chris even turned off his com briefly to talk to Canine. "Find out what you can."

Canine turned his own radio off to respond. "Roger that. I'm on it." Canine turned his coms back on and ran to his position. 

Chris quickly turned his radio back on and spoke in the microphone. "Viper, what's your status?"

You jumped from metal platform to metal platform, looking for any stragglers from the army.

"EW is outside the factory with the rest of the army while the Steed is bringing up the tank," you responded, swinging down a chain and onto the platform of B4. "Damn thing found its way to Basement 4 so Steed's trying to fish it out."

Turns out, the rest of the team thought Magnito was a stupid code name along with Chris so Heisenberg thought of Steed instead. It references his House Crest and it's animal-related, kind of like the rest of the team with Canine, Alpha, and Viper. No one had any objections so you went along with it.

It's been a few hours since the war meeting in Heisenberg's room. As soon as the Hound Wolf Squad, a cheesy-ass name in your opinion, left the factory, you, Ethan, and Heisenberg slowly started to lead the army outside. It took a while but you all got every Soldat and Hauler to the open field of the factory. The sun had yet to poke up from behind the mountains by the time the army was in the field. You did face a small problem, Sturm made its way down as far as it could, breaking through walls and barely paying attention to Heisenberg's orders.

"You have a tank?" Tundra's voice came through the coms.

Heisenberg beat you to answering Tundra with a growl. "Damn thing is more like a pain in the ass."

"...Do we want to know?"

"No, Tundra," you sighed, following the whirling and groaning of Sturm's engine and Heisenberg's shouting, "no you don't."

You walked into the room just in time for a burst of fire to fly your way. You jumped and rolled to the left and drew your machete out of instinct. Looking up, you saw Sturm overheating and blowing fire at the door you just came through.

"Does it have an off switch?" you asked Heisenberg, running up to him.

Heisenberg was trying to get around Sturm to its back but was remaining unsuccessful. "Yeah, it does. But the stupid fucking thing won't let me around back."

You watched as Sturm stopped spitting fire and readjusted itself. "It's not made of metal?"

"I used a metal-polymer composite, something that I can't control."