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As you can see, the Strong, heavy, agile, Trooper frame, or SHAT frame for short, is an incredibly useful unit. It cant be used as infantry because its too expensive. It can't be used as armor because its too light. It cant be used as long range because... well... its too medium range. It is, however, perfect for stealth missions, and what gives it it's namesake, commando missions.
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ACTIVATING SHAT FRAME...
SHAT POWERED ON
RECIEVENG DIAGNOSTICS
INTEGRITY: NOMINAL
OPTICAL SENSORS: NOMINAL
AUDITORY SENSORS: NOMINAL
INTERNAL POWER: OFFLINE
MAIN COOLANT RESERVE: NOMINAL
MAIN ION BATTERY ARRAY:NOMINAL
SECONDARY BATTERY ARRAY: DAMAGED
RESOLVING...
FUEL TANK INTEGRITY: NOMINAL
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INSERTING POWER CORE...
POWER CORE CONNECTED
FILLING ANTIMATTER TANK...
COMPLETE
BLASTING DROP HULL HATCH...
INSERTING NANITE CLUSTERS...
INSERTING MAIN AI CORE...
ACTIVATING INTERNAL POWER...
INTERNAL POWER: EFFICIENCY 96%
EJECTING UMBILICAL...
STOCKING AMMUNITION...
ACTIVATING OPTICAL SENSORS...
ACTIVATING HEADS UP DISPLAY...
WARMING SERVOS...
WARMING ION JETS...
INITIATAING BURN...
BOOTING AUTOHOVER
ACTIVATING GYRO
MEASURING SOLAR ANGLE...
SYNCING CLOCK...
CURRENT TIME: 0685
REVIEWING DIRECTIVES...
CONCLUSION: POINT OF INTEREST 0.5 CLICKS SOUTHWEST
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"NOOOO! GIVE ME BACK MY MONEY!!"
Fyern shouted as he kicked against the thief.
"Come on, man, sharing is caring! I'm just taking the burden off your pockets. Oh, and you'd be wise not to tell anyone about this. Your family may have a tragic onset of sudden death syndrome, if you catch my drift."
Fyern fell on his ass and started sobbing into his hands.
"When did it go so wrong" he wailed. Ever since he had to give up his education so he could work to treat his little sister, everything had taken a turn for the worse. First the loan collectors and then the thief. By this point he didn't have a coin to his name. When he looked back up he saw a huge shadow fall from the sky! He couldn't see what it was because the dust was in the way, but it landed right where that bandit was!
/DIE COMMUNIST SCUM!/
When the dust settled he saw a large man in green armor with a black undersuit... no wait. It has to be a golem! Even orcs arent that tall! It has to be like 12 feet tall! The golem has a brass and monotone voice. The golem was standing in a pose like he just upercut someone, but instead of a punch, he stabbed the robber with a sword that has red glowing edges... weeeell, not a sword. A sword has a handle. This one was coming out of its hand, between the middle and ring finger. The blade retrected, letting the corpse fall limp. The golem turned to him. Just as Fyern was about to book it, the golem turned to him and boomed
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