16The explosion rocked Scott's Battlenaut but didn't knock it down. Frank, ahead of the game even though he was blind, managed to keep the armor on its feet.
The others weren't all so lucky. Checking the feeds, Scott saw Donna's Battlenaut go down on its belly, while Balko's hit the ground on its side.
"Form up!" Abby was shouting urgently over the comm. "Scott, what was that?"
"Some kind of missile!" Scott's eyes locked on the topside feed, looking for more incoming fire--and quickly finding it. Two objects launched from the roof of the structure, flashing toward the squad on arcing vapor trails. "Two more on the way!"
Scott's mind raced. He had split-seconds until the second volley found its mark--not enough time to figure firing solutions and flash them to his squad-mates.
