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Reporting...	Distress Signal "Son of a bitch..." Clint muttered, looking at the wall that stood in his team's way. "Artillery, punch us a hole!" The two Launcher-equipped Daggers stepped forward with cannons raised. With precision timing and aim, their blasts hit the wall dead center, pushing into it with terrifying force. They poured it on, sustaining the blasts until the cannon barrels began to overheat. At Clint's signal, they ceased fire to find barely any change. Clint looked closer, trying to find any sort of weakness he could exploit to get him and the support squad out. "Sir, we've got a hostile incoming!" the GM squad leader announced. Clint turned to look at the Gundam threatening the USMP withdrawal; a green-and-white Gundam with a sniper rifle his database called Dynames. He raised his rifle, firing twice, and watched as the target spun out of the way. "It's a long-range model, troops!" Clint announced. "Leola, you and I will engage in close combat! The rest of you, if we aren't near it, shoot it!" Two of the Slaughter Daggers drew their massive swords as the other six armors moved back to give them room to fight.
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