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This was rapidly becoming a nightmare.
That though, among other flashed through Hiromi's mind, when he could aford the luxury of one at least. The enclosed area, rapidly becoming moreso due to the press of armored bodies, had reduced most ranged weaponry to nearly useless, it was a melee affair now. His whole world was the moment, blocking a another beam weapon here, trying to work a stab or slash through a guard, his IFF was still working at least, so he was reasonably sure he wasn't trying to kill other cops or even the Ranger Mobile Armors, but he couldn't be sure, and frankly it couldn't be helped until after this melee was over.
The three green lights on his HUD told him his teammates were all still alive, though in what condition he couldn't be sure, and that they were somewhat close by. They were all busy in their own fights however, each effectively on their own. The mobile suit he was fighting, a Gundam of some kind if the V Crest was anything to go off of, suddenly gained a momentary advantage and sent him stumbling back, a glowing furrow in his armor. Grunting he brought his saber back up narrowly avoiding decapitation.
"This is bad," he said to himself.
Just then another Mobile Suit barreled into his attacker, knocking him sprawling.
He took a look at his rescuer," Bout time," he grunted.
"Your welcome," Amber called back. There wasn't time to simply hold a conversation however as the Gundam was quickly back on them, but now it was two on one, and the advantage was reversed as they drove it back towards the wall.
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