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.
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. PHOENIX POINT KAOS ENIGNES(2019)
As the Scylla finally collapsed under the weight of scrap-metal ordinance and jury-rigged explosives, the squad didn't celebrate. They simply began scavenging the parts. In the fight against the Pandoravirus, the "clean" war was over. The future belonged to the fast, the loud, and the dangerously broken. The deal was struck
“Weapon’s redlining!” Subject 24 shouted as her rifle hissed steam, the barrel warping from the heat. “Keep firing!” A glob of caustic, sticky resin erupted from