Games of Invictus
I caught a glimpse of silver through the smog and my breath caught in my throat.
Long, angular legs, leading up to a stout, almost bird-like body. Three cylindrical weapons jutted out of the right side of the mech's silvery armour, and an angular shield flanked the right side of its body like the wing of a dove.
A mighty Korean mech, the Xiezhi, stood before us. It seemed that my past had caught up with me at last.
"You've got to be joking," Commander Telbus muttered.
I tapped a button on my headset, switching my comms to an open broadcast. It didn't matter that the Americans would hear me, as we'd long since lost the element of surprise.
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