Our heavy 'Mechs deliver volleyed stroke on burning stroke As the company advances through the battle fog and smoke. Now open fire! Target lock! Deploy the Recon Lance! Then it's blasting guns and stabbing beams as BattleMechs advance! The enemy line is broken by our BattleMechs' last push, And we hunt down fleeing foemen as they scatter through the bush. We beat them, boys! Weapons up! Now cheer the Colonel, then It's time to loot, to salvage parts, and tend our wounded men. One day we'll win our landholds. We'll go raiding never more. That will mean an end to plunder. It will be an end to war. We'll raise our cups, set the feast, with women, wine and song To celebrate survival, home where warriors belong! Until the DropShips thunder, dropping down through cloven skies, While we gather with our people, gather with them all to die. Then open fire! Hold the line! Though hopeless, we will try To defend our homes and families. As warriors we will die! Back to BattleTechnology 2 Table of Contents Back to BattleTechnology List of Issues Back to MagWeb Magazine List © Copyright 1987 by Pacific Rim Publishing. This article appears in MagWeb (Magazine Web) on the Internet World Wide Web. Other military history articles and gaming articles are available at http://www.magweb.com