Subject 24 looked at the vehicle. It was a deathtrap on wheels, bristling with oversized harpoon launchers and scrap-metal plating. “Does it work?” she asked.
The deal was struck. Within the hour, the Phoenix Point squad was screaming across the Eurasian steppes. The Pandorans had established a massive nesting tower, guarded by a hulking Scylla that had shrugged off standard sniper fire for days. PHOENIX POINT KAOS ENIGNES(2019)
“Arming the !” the driver yelled over the roar of the Kaos Buggy’s unshielded engine. Subject 24 looked at the vehicle
“Weapon’s redlining!” Subject 24 shouted as her rifle hissed steam, the barrel warping from the heat. “Keep firing!” The deal was struck
“You Phoenix types always look so stiff,” a voice rasped. It was the Scavenging King, perched atop a throne made of rusted engine blocks. He gestured to the garage behind him, where a sat humming with a volatile, makeshift core. “The Pandorans are evolving. Your shiny New Jericho tech is too slow. You need something with... personality.”
A glob of caustic, sticky resin erupted from the roof, pinning the Scylla’s massive legs to the mutated earth. The beast roared, but the Buggy didn't stop. They drifted in a wide arc, the crew leaning out of the windows with —assault rifles that fired experimental, high-velocity slugs that bypassed the creature’s carapace but glowed red-hot with every trigger pull.