Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20141210050232/@comment-7489529-20150826220517

The best fighter, huh...

Cracking a smile, Bergen grabbed the radio in the Enact one more time.

"Alright, chumps, last chance! We got your boss, so come work with us, or end up like the rest!"

With that, he leapt back into his Zudah. He made a mental note to recolor the machine to his personal preferences, give his subordinates their own color schemes, etc.... But that would have to wait. Standing his MS up, he grabbed a heat hawk from underneath the shoulder shield, and began to move. He hailed his allies on the radio.

"Alright, here's the plan. With the sharpshooters covering us, we move in a cirlce around the base to flush out the rest of the enemies. Most of them, or at least, the smarter ones, should have laid down their arms to join us. The rest, well... You know what to do."