“I take it you are impressed?” the chancellor asked. “Chancellor what are these? They look slightly like a construction frame but I never seen one look like this” Rick asked. “You have a good eye for detail. The original design did come from construction frames. These here though weren’t meant for construction work but for killing” the chancellor said. “Is that armor?” Rick asked. “That and then some. Let me formally introduce you to the Strategic Tactical Reinforced Integrated Killing Exo frame or Strike frame for short. It’s equipped with the latest weapons and armor technology my nation could provide” the chancellor said. “What kind of weapons?” Rick asked. “Two high frequency pulse lasers on its wrists.  Two depleted uranium shell firing machine cannons in its chest. One railgun carbine and a positron collider on its shoulder.

                “Holy shit! You crammed all of that into this thing?” Rick asked staring at the 40 ft. tall humanoid shaped robot.  “Oh it gets better. As for protection, it is equipped with 2 ft. thick carbon nanotube enforced titanium armor.

(Author’s note: Carbon nanotubes are very real and out today. They have between 200 to 300 times more strength than steel and amazingly harder than diamond!)

“You built this in only 2 weeks?!” Rick asked. “No don’t be silly. This was built years ago in case we went to war with the Union. The only thing we did was install the collider and update the software on the AI OS” the chancellor said. Rick shuddered at the thought of a battlefield of Strike frames. “How many did you build?” he asked. “We only built 8 before the treaty was signed” the chancellor answered. “We might have a chance after all” Rick whispered.  “I’ll order them and their weapon and ammo packs to be loaded into cargo shuttles” the chancellor said. “There was one last thing I wanted to ask of you. We need some construction nukes for tactical use” Rick asked. Rick knew this was a tall order. You just don’t ask a former enemy for their nukes.  “You would go so far as to irradiate Earth?” the chancellor asked. “We hope not to use them but if humanity dies it won’t matter if the Earth is irradiated or not” Rick said solemnly.  “We will give you 4 nukes on the contingent that they are used responsively. We will not be blamed for poisoning Earth” the chancellor said sternly. Rick was a little disappointed but satisfied that he could get some nukes.

“The transport will be ready tomorrow morning. I suggest you contact your superiors about what has transpired here today. Have a good day Ambassador” the chancellor said leaving the room.  Rick watched the man leave and wondered if what he did today would go down in history as the day humanity went on the offensive or it sealed its own fate. As Rick walked out, he heard someone call his name. “Rick!” Ashely yelled running over to him. “Hiya Ashley” Rick said hugging her at the waist. Ashley hugged him harder, smelling his hair as she felt his embrace.  She felt herself get aroused hugging the small man. “Ashley sweetie, too tight” Rick mumbled. “Oh sorry honey it feels so nice to hug your small cuddly body” she giggled. “It’s okay no harm done” Rick smiled. “Did the chancellor agree to help you?” she asked. “Yeah but not the reasons you would think” Rick winked.  “What do you mean?” she asked. Rick told her to bend down. He whispered in her ear what the council said. Ashley blushed hearing that their relationship was the tipping point.  “Wanna try for full Lunar support? Rick asked kissing her. Ashley trembled feeling his tongue in her large mouth. “Down boy. Later tonight after I get off work” she said stroking his cheek.  “Alright, I’ll come by your place at 8” Rick said getting into a taxi and heading back to his hotel. Rick was looking forward to fucking Ashley tonight but first was business. He went into his room and sat before a console. He typed in a string of numbers and the screen changed to a man. It was General Armstrong.

“Did you succeed? Are we getting support from the Moon?” he asked. “Yes General. I’m bringing some new armored weapons” Rick said. “We don’t’ need armor son. We need troops” the General said. “These aren’t ordinary armor. They make our tanks look like popguns” Rick said. “If what you say is true then we can begin Operation Mobius?” the General asked. “Indeed. We can begin in 5 days” Rick said. “Excellent. Send me the drop-off coordinates by 1500 hrs.” he said. The screen went dark as Rick relaxed in his chair. Now he had to find pilots; quickly. The hours ticked by and it was time for him to meet Ashley. He hooped in a taxi and headed to her apartment.  He knocked on her door and smiled when it opened. “Honey I’m home!” he said to her. “Funny. Come on in” she said giggling. Rick sat down and kicked off his shoes. “Have you eaten dinner yet?” she asked. “Nope been busy with getting everything ready for my departure tomorrow” he said. Ashley frowned. “You mean you’re leaving already” she said tearing up.  “Yeah…” Rick sighed. “I don’t’ want you to go…” Ashley said now visibly crying. “You love me that much? You’ve only met me yesterday” Rick said dumfounded. “You don’t what it’s like to be judged by your looks every day and then someone comes by and loves you for who you are” she said sobbing. Rick wiped her tears away from her large face and stared into her deep blue eyes. “Ashley you are very beautiful no matter what anyone says; outside and in. I’d love you if you were 3 feet tall or 20. I feel in love with that sweet personality, kindness, and gentile smile” he said to her.  Ashley stared wide eyed at the man. No one had ever said something so soulful to her. “Rick I love you so much!” she yelled tackling the man. Ashely began to yank his clothes off. When Rick was naked, she shed her sweatpants and shirt. She straddled him in her 9 ft. tall nude glory. She had to be careful though not to hurt him under her weight. Rick saw her huge tits and erect nipples swaying in the air as she lined his cock up to her cunt with her hands. Rick gasped as she lowered herself onto his cock.

She began to slide herself up and down his shaft as she twisted her nipples.  Rick caressed her waist as they fucked.  Ashley bent down and French kissed the man, loving the way his prick parted her sensitive pussy. For the next 45 minutes they fucked. Taking their time knowing they might not see each other again depending on how the war went. “Ashley I’m gonna cum!” Rick yelled. “Go ahead and cum. Cum inside me baby” she growled. “Inside you? Are you sure?” he asked. “Please cum inside my pussy. I want your baby. Knock me up with your child!” she yelled. Rick hearing her beg for his seed came. He shot gob after gob of semen into her pussy wondering what she would look like pregnant.  Ashley was coming down from her orgasm. She smiled into his eyes. “Wanna eat?” she asked. “Sure” Rick said out of breath. 

They sat down to eat and discussed their personal lives. Ashley wanted to know more about the man she fell in love with and Rick wanted to know Ashley more as well.  She was surprised to learn that Rick never really had a relationship before. The more she heard about him the more she loved him. She loved that he became an ambassador because he wanted people to live in peace. She also loved his adventurous spirit. Rick loved the fact she never let cruel people get her down even when they showed fear or revulsion to her height. She didn’t’ become a recluse that hated Earthers. On the contrary, she showed more compassion to them knowing that people feared the unusual.  They sat in front of the holo-TV and listened to the news. Ashley hugged Rick when the reporter commented on the mounting losses in the war. She feared that Rick would become one of them.  Rick felt her warmth on his skin as she cuddled and became hard again. When he turned to her, his persocomm on his wrist beeped. He touched it to answer. “Yes, who is it?” he asked. “It’s Chancellor Endymon. We loaded the frames and supplies. You can depart at 0700 tomorrow” he said. Rick let out a small moan when he felt something warm and wet on his dick. He glanced down and saw that Ashley had snuck down and pulled out his prick. She was blowing him as he talked to the ambassador. “Is everything okay?” the chancellor asked.  Rick caressed Ashley’s hair as she sucked him. “Yeah I’m fine. Just relaxing” he said. “I see. With the lunar girl may I ask?” the chancellor asked. “No comment” Rick answered. “Understood. Have fun but don’t miss the transport. The departure window is slim” the chancellor said. “Roger that and thanks again for the support chancellor” Rick said. “We’re happy to assist. Have a good evening. Endymon out” the chancellor said closing the call. Rick looked down at the slurping woman. “Want dessert I see” Rick said smiling. Ashley took her mouth of his cock. “I saw that you were hard again. I couldn’t resist” she said stroking his cock. “I have a better idea where to put my dick” he said pushing her to the floor. Rick jammed his cock into her and began fucking her as hard as he could. The feeling of dominating the large woman was like ecstasy.  He fucked her rhythmically liking the lewd sounds coming from her mouth. Her whimpers and moans for each stroke made him feel powerful.  He gripped her large tits kneading and squeezing them. Ashely moaned and Rick felt her pussy tighten. He came again inside her bathing her pussy with his sperm. They stayed on the floor holding each other for the next hour saying nothing; just cuddling.

It was around 2 A.M. when he awoke. He had fallen asleep on top of Ashley with his dick still inside of her. He moved slightly and Ashley moaned in her sleep. Rick knew he had to return to his hotel but her pussy felt so good wrapped around his cock.  Rick found himself again fucking her. He made gentile strokes into her sleeping form. He caressed her soft legs running his hands down them to her large feet. He rubbed them running his fingers between her toes. Rick came a few minutes later. He was exhausted and bone dry now. He pulled out of her and got dressed. She was still lying on the carpet mumbling in her sleep. He bent down to hear what she was saying. “Rick don’t leave me all alone” she whispered. A tear ran down her cheek. Rick kissed her gently on her lips. “I’ll never leave you all alone” he said to her. Rick left a note on her table. It said “Wait for me. When this is all over, I’ll come back…to marry you. With all my love, Rick”

Rick went back to his hotel room and promptly went to sleep. It seemed like seconds to him. The time he closed his eyes and the alarm going off. Rick threw on his clothes and took a taxi to the spaceport. He saw 4 transports waiting for him. He boarded one and left the city. The transports throttled up and rocketed to April City. He arrived 12 hours later and oversaw the unloading of the frames and its equipment. He took special care of the nukes. He wanted no civilians to know of these weapons. If word got out, it may cause the same reaction the chancellor had.  Rick contacted the Union Flight Academy and requested 8 of their best pilots. On the second day they all were introduced to their new craft. Rick went over the specs and weapons the STRIKE frames had. To say that they were impressed was an understatement.  All of them loved the idea of fucking up Ingress but 2 of them wanted to still fly while doing it. “Look sir. I like the weapons this bad boy has but the idea of running on the ground puts me off. I was born to fly.  Too bad this thing can’t fly” the pilot said.  “I have the ability to fly pilot Andrews” a female voice said. “What was that?” Andrews asked. “Forgive the intrusion. I was monitoring the audio and wanted to help” the voice said coming from the holoscreen in the room. “Allow me to introduce you to STRIKE frame 5’s AI” Rick said to him. “Hello?” Andrews said to a glowing holoscreen in the room. “Greetings pilot Andrews. I have been assigned to you. Let us work together to defeat the Ingress” the AI said. “You said you can fly?” Andrews asked. “Correct. I have a flight mode that can be activated for rapid transit to locations, evasive combat, or pursuit” it answered. “Uhh…okay. Sounds good to me” he said. For the rest of the day they learned how to control the frame. To their surprise, it wasn’t too much different from a fighter cockpit. The more technical functions were controlled by the AI.

On the third day, they practiced on firing some of its weapons. Not all of them since some were too destructive.  Incredible as it sounded, they had grown accustomed to piloting the frames. Their natural instincts, intuition, and the help of the AI’s gave them reasonable piloting skills. Now would it be enough to keep them alive? Rick told HQ that they were ready for deployment and gave them the coordinates to have them dropped on Earth.  HQ got the frames loaded on 8 drop ships and fueled them up for launch. Now they just had to wait for their launch window.  On the fourth day at 5 A.M. they launched from April City. It only took them an hour to reach the drop coordinates and descend through the atmosphere. People and some Ingress saw what looked like a falling star on the horizon. One of those falling stars landed near the Sacramento Sanctuary base.

Soldiers gathered at the airstrip wondering what was on the large drop ship. Their curiosity was further peaked when security barred them from the waling closer. “What do you think is inside Uncle Luke?” Aaron asked. “Not troops judging from the security” Luke answered. Large boxes and crates were driven off the drop ship. Then a large trailer with a mysterious tarp exited out of the cargo hold and was led to the hangar.  The sun was setting as the last boxes were housed in the hangar under the curious eyes to the resistance. “All troops are to report to briefing rooms 1 through 4 for upcoming battle assignments” a voice said over the loudspeaker.  The troops marched to the briefing rooms and sat down not knowing what the big stir was. They had been to meetings before but this one had a good deal of military brass in the room. “Greetings women and gentleman. At 0830 hrs. today we have been given the green light to start Operation Mobius. Operation Mobius is the retaking of the west coast starting with Los Angeles. Our job is to hit and run the enemy wearing them down. One group strikes and falls back and so on like a never ending wave of troops. Our hope is their shields will fail under constant fire. Helping us will be a new weapon from the Moon called a STRIKE frame. Its job is to lay down cover fire when a group withdraws and if possible kill the enemy. We will depart this base at 0700. Any questions?” General Armstrong asked.  “Sir how can we stop these Ingress when most of our weapons can’t hurt them?” Aaron asked.  “It’s true that lasers and explosives can’t get passed their shields but enough explosives and kinetic weapons can drain their shields till they collapse. Keep up your fire and eventually they will fall. Just be quick…damn quick” Armstrong answered. That was less then assuring to everyone in the room.  They knew how fast and destructive a plasma bolt was. You can run but you’ll die tired. “If there are no further questions dismissed” Armstrong said. The troops filed out of the briefing rooms. They thought the plan was suicide but they knew they couldn’t back out. Their squads were the linchpin of the operation.

Meanwhile in Los Angeles…

Leila had been working her ass off getting the large city under control. More than once she had to deal out death for fleeing humans. She cruelly ran them underground where they cowered in fear. Not caring to show mercy, she pulled her rifle out and stuck the barrel into a subway entrance and pulled the trigger. The mix of plasma energy and gasses caused explosions to ripple down the tunnels, barbequing any in its path. She grinned at the manholes shooting up into the air down the streets. She considered her job was done for the day and walked back to the stadium. As she returned she observed an Ingress man tearing up a house. He extracted a young Asian girl around 17 from the rubble and began playing with her. Her screams could be easily heard as he ripped off her clothes. “Nice tits for vermin” he chuckled as he squeezed them between his fingers.  He brought her closer to his face and licked her. She sobbed feeling his tongue rake across her bare skin. “You taste good. Like fear” he said dumping her inside his mouth. Her screams were silenced as he closed his lips. He sucked on her small body like she was a sugary treat. She moaned between sobs as his taste buds bumped into her clit. The man smiled when she came coating his tongue with her sweet nectar. She gasped when his tongue pushed her over his teeth. “Oh god no… she said feeling his teeth descend on her. She thrust her feet and hands up to avoid them crushing her. She pushed so hard her hands and soles of her feet bled when they were cut by the sharp incisors and molars. An almighty screech came from her as they made contact and crushed her. The man cruelly chewed her up enjoying the burst of salty flavor her young teenage body produced. He chewed and chewed until she was nothing but meaty pulp in the giant’s mouth and swallowed.

“Having fun are we?” Leila asked. The man turned around and saw his commander. “No ma’am. Just dishing out a punishment” he said nervously. “What did she do? Look too tasty?” she asked grinning. The man bit his bloody lip wondering what she would say next. “Relax soldier. I know how tempting it is to play with these humans. Their size screams food doesn’t it?” she asked. “Y-yes ma’am” he replied. “All they all dead in there?” she asked. The soldier moved some rubble around and saw that the girl’s younger brother was still alive. “No ma’am. A young male around 14 is still living” he said. Take and come with me” she said. The man reached in and pulled out the unconscious boy. They began walking to the stadium. When they got there Leila shed her clothes and lay down. “Have you ever preformed the monthly service?” she asked. The monthly service was mandatory sexual performance mandated by the Empire. Once every month, the females had to have sex in the hopes of getting pregnant. It was one of the programs designed to combat the shrinking population.

“No commander” the man said to her. “What’s your name soldier?” she asked. “Layton sir” he answered. She stared into Layton’s face. She thought he was cute enough. His young 21 year old toned body was better than the science officer she had to fuck last month.  “Take off your clothes and bring the boy” she said. Layton did as ordered and shed his uniform.  He felt himself get hard at Leila’s naked body. “Good now give me the boy” she said. Layton handed her the boy. She stripped the boy of his clothes and slowly inserted him into her pussy. Now only his head was outside. “Fuck me Layton. Fuck my pussy for the Empire” she growled. “Yes ma’am!” he yelled as he jammed his cock into her pushing the now awake boy to her cervix. “Ohh…the little guy is awake in there. Can you feel him?” she asked. “Yeah I feel him punching my dickhead” he said grunting. “Give something to really fight about” she said. Layton began to fuck Leila. Leila moaned as his cock rammed the boy making him struggle more and more.  Layton grabbed her tits and kneaded them in his hands. “That’s it. It might be mandatory but it doesn’t mean we can’t have fun!” she grinned. Layton bent down and kissed her and he humped her.  Leila writhed on the ground. It had been a long time since she got a good fucking like this one. She reminded herself to keep him nearby next month. Layton had to grab her legs to avoid her kicking him. He planted them firmly on his chest as he kept fucking her. Leila liked the feeling of his muscular chest on her bare soles. She playfully jabbed his nipples with her toes. “Ahh! Quit it!” he said. “Oh a male giving orders?” she laughed. Layton grinned and sucked her big toe into his mouth for payback. “Naughty male! Who said you can suck my toes?” she said giggling. Layton continued his assault on her foot until he felt her pussy tighten. “I’m cumming Layton! AHHHH!” she cried as her pussy milked Layton for his cum. The boy inside felt the walls close in on him and tried to breathe. The area around him filled with fluid and he began to panic when the level rose to his chin. He breathed a sigh of relief when it stopped…until Layton came. He felt the warm blast of sperm flood the last of the crevice of pussy he was lodged in. “Oh fuck that felt good!” he said as the last shot left him. “Hope you get pregnant ma’am” he said to her. Layton pulled out of her well fucked pussy. A trickle of white cum with a twinge of red seeped out. “Wonder if he survived” she thought. As Layton walked away back to his post, Leila fished for the boy. It took her a minute to get him. The slick cum and the fact he was pressed into her cervix made him hard to get. When she pulled him out she saw he had a badly broken arm and was not breathing. She pushed on his chest to get him to breathe but the only response was an eruption of cum from his mouth. “Aw Layton killed him with his semen load. Oh well” she said tossing him into her mouth and sucking on him. She liked the fact that every time she sucked on him some cum came out. She likened this to a cream filled doughnut. When she could taste no more cum, she let his lifeless corpse slide down her throat with a satisfying gulp. “Nice end to a productive day. Better get some sleep. I have work tomorrow” she said rolling over and falling asleep on the turf.

Sanctuary squad closed in on Los Angeles. They numbered just over 3000 but they knew that this plan would be daunting if not impossible. Leading them was STRIKE 4. As they closed in, Leila and her 7 subordinates patrolled the city. The first sign of trouble was a cruise missile hitting a man in the back. He fell forward from the impact unharmed but alarmed. He pulled out his rifle and looked around. Nothing. Another cruise missile hit him tackling him to the pavement. Again nothing. He didn’t know that a sub was shooting at him. When he got up to call for backup, a barrage of missiles hit him. A squadron of jets had unleased their attack from high altitude. When he looked around this time, what he saw surprised him. A rush of at least 200 humans was charging at him. They fired rockets and grenade launchers at him. The explosions pushed him back. A beeping sound alerted him to the fact his shields were weakening.  He hurriedly called for support. The resistance pummeled him with explosives and small railgun fire. He desperately fired into the swarm of humans with his rifle. His shots were wild but did kill some. As their numbers dwindled, they pulled back. The Ingress man thought he won until two shots pierced the air and slammed into him. The shots knocked the wind out of him and his wrist now gave a klaxon with a red light. His shields were down.  He looked up just in time to see a missile streak toward him and strike him in the chest. Without his shield, the explosion ripped into his body. The missile did damage similar to a shotgun blast at close range. The Ingress was dead and it only cost the lives of 147 people.

But now the element of surprise was gone. “Get mobilized. We’re under attack” Leila barked. The soldiers snapped to and rushed to where they lost contact with the soldier. They ran right into concentrated rocket and grenade fire.  They tried the same tactic again but this time Leila and her soldiers returned fire in devastatingly amount. Resistance soldiers died by the dozen. They followed their training and avoided bunching up and made sure to hit and run. Even still, they died. Plasma fire melted through any cover they used.  Aaron desperately fired his railgun into the Ingress soldier. His shot s barely fazed the man. When the man turned his plasma pistol to him, Aaron feared the worst.  Aaron wildly fired at him with his eyes closed. An explosion knocked him on his ass and he opened his eyes. The Ingress soldier he was firing at was on the ground bleeding and crawling to him. “Oh fuck me!” Aaron shouted firing at him. Aaron emptied his rifle into the man’s forehead praying it would kill him. To his relief the Ingress lurched forward and collapsed dead. The railgun shots pierced his think skull and lacerated his brain.  Leila saw a soldier fall dead in front of the human. She saw his reflection in a shopping center window and to her horror saw it was Layton. “You’re fuckin dead human scum!” she cried as she ran to stomp Aaron into jelly. Aaron saw his life flash before his eyes as she raised her boot over him. All of a sudden,   a machine tackled her stopping her from crushing him. “What the fuck are you?!” Leila growled. Aaron saw that it was STRIKE 4 that saved his life. Leila struggled with the frame. Its smaller size made it difficult to grab at every hit she made was negligible. She needed to push it off and shoot it. When the pilot saw her reach for a pistol with one hand, the pilot fired its machine cannons. The blast from the rounds knocked them both back. Leila was stunned on the ground and the STRIKE frame was on its back no moving. “Shit! Is the pilot okay” Aaron said. Aaron ran to the frame trying to see if he could open it. He nearly gave up until he saw a lever that had written on the side “Emergency Hatch Egress”

Aaron puled on the lever and the cockpit open up. Aaron saw the pilot inside. A beautiful Hispanic woman around 23 was slumped in her chair. Her forehead was bleeding and the seatbelt was broken. Aaron felt for a pulse. He could feel one to his relief. He gently moved her and when he did the cockpit closed and the monitor switched back on. “Shit, Shit!” he cried. “You are not authorized to pilot me. Please disembark” the OS said. “Who said that? Who are you?” he asked. “I’m STRIKE 4’s OS” it replied. Aaron heard about AI’s being used in new military machines but never saw one. “Look your pilot is down and the enemy is gonna wipe us out!” he yelled. “…confirmed. Pilot is unconscious with a level 2 concussion and enemy Ingress is still alive and armed. What do you wish to do?” I asked. “KILL IT!” Aaron yelled.  “Confirmed. Please sit in the chair” it said. Aaron moved the girl and sat down. He felt a tingle in his body. “Nervous system link established. You may now initiate telepathic command” it said. “Fuck you say?” Aaron said. “Your thoughts control my functions” it said. Aaron though of standing up. As he did STRIKE 4 stood up off the pavement.  Leila shook the numbness off of her.

As Aaron fought with his new toy, a new problem had occurred in Sanctuary. General Armstrong had received a report that the STRKIE was down and over 2/3 of the resistance was dead. Luke was inside relaying comm messages between the cities commanders. “Sir the last report has the enemy numbering at 7 and still and full fighting strength” Luke said to the general. “Then it’s decided. Operation Mobius has failed to capture Los Angeles” he said taking a key from around his neck and inserting it into a slot on a console. Luke watched him turn the key and felt the rumble of a large rocket. Luke ran outside to see a rocket scream off its truck and fly into the sky…straight for the city. “What have you done…” Luke asked. “What I had to do. The contingency plan” he answered. “What the fuck it that?” Luke sternly asked. “If the instance the plan failed and there was more than 6 Ingress in the city. The plan called for a tactical nuke strike” the general answered. “YOU FUCKIN’ NUTS!?” Luke yelled. “You’ll kill our soldiers and thousands of people. Not including my nephew!” Luke said. “Thousands? More like 1.22 million. We enhanced the bomb with a fusion reactor. It will detonate with a yield of a 2 megaton bomb. Pity we will lose the city but we can always rebuild. “YOU’RE INSANE!” Luke yelled punching the general. The general fell on the floor. When he fell though, his hand was on the key and Luke punching him made it snap off in the slot. The general saw this and laughed. “Nothing can stop it now. Nothing” he said laughing. Luke punched him again knocking him out. He gripped the console desperate to try to stop the missile. The general was right. The only way to abort the missile was to turn the key to the destruct setting. Luke fell into despair. “I can’t move it or blow it up! Oh god I’m gonna lose my nephew. He’s too young to die. It’s too soon for him to die. Too soon…wait. Too soon that’s it!” Luke said regaining control. “If I can’t blow it up I’ll make it detonate before the preset altitude!” Luke punched in the commands for the telemetry settings. He saw it was set for 1000 ft. He reprogrammed it for 65,000 feet. Luke sighed in relief when he saw that it accepted the command.

Aaron saw the giantess charge him and then a burst of intense light. Leila saw energy arcing over her shield and then her shield meter blinking out.  Aaron squinted at the sight. “What the hell is happening!?” Aaron yelled. “High altitude EMP burst. I’m hardened against such an attack but apparently the Ingress is not. Her shields are down” the AI OS said.  “Her shield is down? Let’s do this.” Aaron said gritting his teeth and thinking of charging the woman. Aaron didn’t use weapons on her. He saw what happen when the previous pilot did.  As he boxed with the woman punching and dodging her downward swings, the woman in the cockpit woke up. “Who the hell are you!?” she asked. “The guy that saved your life and is kicking ass” he said tagging Leila in the face. Leila felt her face and pulled out her pistol and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. Leila swung in anger and hit the STRIKE dead on. It fell to the ground. “I will rip you apart with my bare hands!” she yelled. “Shit do you have any melee weapons?” Aaron asked the AI. “Yes. One Helios blade” it answered. “Deploy Helios blade!” Aaron yelled.  A blade the size of a minibus popped out of the backpack on the STRIKE and landed in its hand. Aaron saw it glow orange. “It’s on fire?” he said. “The Helios blade uses high frequency vibrations to cut into the enemy. What you see is the air burning due to friction around the blade. “Fire blade got it” he said swinging it at Leila. She dodged it expertly until she tripped over a compact car and fell. Aaron lunged at her and barely missed slashing her throat. Instead the blade ended up in her shoulder. She creamed from the pain of burning flesh and cutting. She swung at him only to miss. Aaron countered with a backhand and knocked her ass out cold.

With the loss of their shields, the Ingress was systematically killed off. The rockets, missiles, and railguns ripped into their bodies killing them. The only survivor was Leila. Aaron was exhausted. The fighting left him weary and frayed.  Now that the Ingress was down in LA, the people came out of hiding. They thanked their liberators for giving them their city back. “Status report?” a man asked over Aaron’s comm. “The Ingress is down. One surviving enemy. Unconscious but alive” he said. “Excellent we’ll pick her up and have her brought to the stadium for monitoring. Good work soldier. Wait you’re not Lieutenant Ramirez. Who are you and how did you get in there?” he asked. Aaron told him what happened. “How would you like to pilot it for a while?” he asked. “Sounds good to me sir. He handles my body real nice” the AI said. The men laughed at the joke. “What did I say that was amusing?” it asked. “You did well today. You have natural talent for piloting. Thanks for saving my life” Ramirez said shaking his hand.

Later that night. The voice from earlier was asking a scientist what he had learned so far. “She has remarkable healing abilities. Her wounds are already 35% healed” he said. “Anything useful about how to fight them like how to bring down their shields without nukes?” the voice asked annoyed. “Oh better than that sir. We have their home coordinates”