{Scanning for enemies:}
{24 enemies detected!}
{6 mechs detected!}
…
{Artificial mental map created:}
{Color marked enemies!}
{Red: 6}
{Orange: 18}
{Blue: 1}
…
Andrew had only a slim chance of escaping out of this forest alive, but those thoughts were no longer flowing in his mind.
The only thing flowing in his mind was escape, escape, and escape!
'3 light skirmisher mechs, just like my own'.
In this moment, as his brain analyzed all the information that was dumped in his head by his integrated computer system, piecing them together to form a semblance of an escape plan in his head, adrenaline surged through him.
Through his upper body, his bloodstream, and through his robotic lower body. Andrew felt like he was on fire.
'2 bestial mechs'.
'Another Sniper'.
He scowled but despite his thoughts, a semblance of a plan already formed in his head.
