Veni, Vidi, (Re)aedificavi "I Came, I saw, I (Re)built" (A Commissioned Battletech Isekei)

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Omake attempt

Mark Grayson was a nerd. Everyone in the planetary militia company knew that. He also was a son of General Grayson - commander of the planetary militia and pilot of the ancient family battlemech. An assault one. Banshee. The ancient behemot was famous for throwing down in every battle their planet faced for the last 2 hundreds years, granting it's wielders title of Knight.
But today Mark himself got his own mech. His family pulled out all available resources to buy him his own mech. At first Mark was not happy, it was just a militia mech. But now standing before it in the family hangar he finally saw truth.
It was Mackie. The First Mech. It WAS Mackie! It Was absolutely classic.
It was just a little smaller than the Brutal Banshee of his father.
"So son, are you happy now?" asked his father in a mischievous voice, hiding a smile in his prominent moustaches.
"Yes!" Mark could only squeal in delight. Well, not squeal, he was a man grown now at 18.
"The only thing that's left for you to chose is to how to paint it. Very important."
Mark could only nod in answer. They worked together, father and son and their old mechtech to paint 100 ton Monster in his favorite colours - yellow and blue. They painted big white circles around large lasers in the torso of the mech to create illusion of menacing eyes. Now the mech looked like it Was a giant face with sturdy arms and legs attached. Mark and his Mom has agree with him - it was very awesome/cute picture. That night he has found an ancient video in family archives and proudly show it to his family, the True source of his appreciation of the most classic mech - it was video of the debut demonstration of the first ever battlemech - the Mackie, combined with the interview of the first Mechwarrior Himself - Charles Kincaid.
"... When I am inside this Machine," was saying THE FIRST MECHWARRIOR in the video, "I feel myself Invincible."
Those words has stricken something DEEP inside of Mark' soul. And so he said to his family.
"Invincible," This is the name i am giving my mech. "
" A fitting theme with 'Brutal' of your ancestors mech, " his father chuffed in moustaches. His mother Just smiled.

Next morning came earlier than expected. He Was thrown from his bed after Just 2 hours of sleep by raid alert signal. He quickly run to the family hangar and found his father already entering The Banshee. His hands shook as he Was activating his own mech. His own mech! To go to his first Battle! With his father.
Thankfully the mechs - old and a New one could run with the same speed.

The raid Was a big one. Almost a mixed battaluon has dripped on the planet. A company of Light mechs, a company of medium and a company of assorted fast tanks. It was yet nuclear if it Was pirates or "pirates".
Presently militia Was outnumbered. Reinforncments Will come from the other region of the planet only in five hours. For now a reinforced company of mechs and a company of variuos tanks with a lance of LRM carriers Was all his father could throw at pirates.
And he Must make strategic decision.

His father placed him with an Experienced mixed lance of mechs and gave them LRM carriers to organize an ambush of sorts.
Mark Will be the linchpin of the ambush as the only one other assault weight class mech on the planet. His role Was simple. To be the bait. To Stand in th emiddle of highway leading to germanium mines and to bring attention to himself. The other 4 mechs Will give fire support. And when the enemy Will engage, the hidden LRM carriers Will strike in Force. And then main Force of militia May come to reinforce them.
If they Will be able.
It Was risky. It was perhaps the only viable Plan. To bait much more mobile enemy into a right position to crush them.
For some reason his lancemates Was sure he are here to die. Mark did not agree. He Was feeling himself... invincible. Stand g there. Menacingly.

Soon the enemy has come. Some Locust mechs fleeting Just outside their Effective weapon ranges. They observe his line mech and probably noticed his support lance. And hope fully did not noticed Hidden LRM carriers.
Several minute Later more enemy has come and started their attack. He glared at their Light mechs. Spiders and Firestarter. He glared and moved torso of his mech making it seem like a giant painted face of his mech is also glaring. Then he triggered his large lasers, making the glare a deadly one. One of his lasers missed, the other got lucky with a headshot and enemy Spider has fallen to the ground with it's pilot burned out.
The Battle Was to a good start in his opinion.
It it Was going good for some time. The other Spiders also fell to his lasers. One to large and one to medium blaser in his left hand. In the end Firestarter managed to close the distance and bathe him in flames thanks to him being so distracted by Spiders... But strangely after a fit of panic Mark has found Himself unaffected. He knew what Firestarter was trying to burn him, he saw nothing but flames on the cameras. But I side he Was cool. He managed to remember what mech have other feeling and has found his enemy on magnascanner. Unmoving, seemingky believing what he has won.
Mark corrected him with a single shit from his AC20 and then watched enemy reactir explosion.
He still Was cool. His armor Was still largerly in the green. He still have all his ammo.
He Was feeling himself... Invincible.

His support lance did not revealed themselves in this skirmish. But they needed all their skill when 5 minute Later a whole company of the pirates has come. Thankfully it were Just the Light mechs and his mixed support lance consisted of 2 mediums - Shadowhawk and Vindicator and one heavy - Dragon. Their Light was a styrdy Panter. They flanked the distracted enemy and hit them like a fist of vengeful God. In the middle of That Battle enemy tanks showed up. Some sort of fast moving hovertanks.
They Was scary at first, but easily died to his kicks.
Mark laughed when it ended. They has beat 2 companies of the enemy. They did alone. Yes, there was weight disparity, but they dont even needed KRM support. Yes his armor Was mostly Yellow, and half of his ammo Was gone.
But he still felt himself... Invincible.
The enemy were just too distracted by the mrnacing bulk of his mech.
His lancemates laughed too over the radio. A little histerically. And promised him all the drinks.

This is them the rest of the enemy has show up. A medium company.
They appeared all at once. In semicircle around him and his exhausted friends. And they all started to shout at once. After a few seconds of the barrage his armor Was being stripped off and he received numerous alerts about internals being damaged. His AC20 managed to fire once and then it was sheared off. It felt like losing his own hand because of neurohelmet.
But the mech was still functional. His large lasers continued to shoot at the pirates. He still felt... Invincible.
He turned and ducked and rolled under enemy fire, pulling all the tricks his father has teached him.
It was not enough. Alerts Was Coming non-stop. His new friends Was on their Last dregs too. In less than a minute they Will start to die.

This is when the Hidden LRM-carriers started to fire.
He noticed the Banshee of his father moving under cover of dust clouds rising and LRM missiles falling, while all attention of the enemy Was forced forward in gleeful murderlust. It has come has come closer from their back. Without firing it's weapons, it was strangely stealthy in the general cacophony of battle. It made seemingly no sound until it got into it's real RANGE. CQC one. It has reaped enemy commander mech, a modified Hunchback, arms off. And then picked the mech up and flipped it upside down, crushing it's cockpit. The ancestral battlemech with it's gorilla-like arms started to demonstrate Why it Was named "Brutal". And more friendlies were coming after him.

The Battle has ended in minutes after That. The pirates were routed and started to flee from the planet. As Mark was watching running pirates adding his large lasers from time to time, his father has come to him and added PPC fire of his own mech.
"How are you, son? Holding up?"
"Well, I am still standing," they watched enemy dropships closing their doors leaving some pirates behind to hastily launch under artillery fire, and with a painful groan tried to joke, "I am invincible."