Robot Jox Page #2

Hey! There he is!

And there he is, Achilles,

hero of the Market.

Winner of nine straight fights.

Trying to become the only man

besides the legendary Tex Conway...

to win all 10 compulsory fights.

He's fighting today

for the territory of Alaska...

rich in mineral wealth, oil, lumber

and other precious natural resources.

- Break him in half, Commander.

- Little pieces, Wayne.

- Crash and burn.

- Crash and burn.

- Crash and burn.

- Crash and burn.

Go get 'em, Commander.

Right, there might a little lag

in this right laser.

- They fix the ankle joint okay?

- Oh, yeah. You could dance with it.

I'm gonna stomp with it.

- Crash and burn.

- Crash and burn.

Prepare to close canopy.

Check.

Canopy engaged. Closing.

Canopy closed.

Roger. Prepare for primary union.

We have union.

Check. Last one, boy.

You gonna make history today.

What I'm gonna make

is trouble for Alexander.

That's it. Keep your mind

on the here and now.

Just don't get cautious on me,

is what I mean.

That's how you get in trouble.

Don't let it get to you.

Nothing's gonna get to me.

Personal message for Achilles.

- Just called to wish you luck.

- Good luck!

- Good luck!

- Hey, thanks a lot.

What? Was that your brother?

Yeah. Calling to wish me luck.

Wish you'd tell him to stop doin'that.

Bad luck to say "good luck."

Well, hasn't killed me yet.

I guess not.

Ready to walk?

Open her up.

Clear the silo deck.

All personnel, clear the silo deck.

All personnel.

- Here he comes.

- Crash and burn, Achilles.

And there he is. Achilles's robot,

the new Matsumoto 14.

Facing off with the Confederation's

Vovalevsky 42.

Listen to that crowd.

Prepare to clear the gantry.

Clear the gantry.

Ready for "waldo" check.

Fire away.

All right. New weapons check.

The wrist saw has been replaced

by a fusionarc torch.

Check.

Green lasers installed

in the shoulder turrets.

- Fire with the pickle on the right palm.

- Check.

Can I go out now, Dad?

Go.

Let's move it.

Come on, let's go.

Just cannon, boy.

Best answer him.

Minimum burn damage

to right forearm plating.

I have a little local heating, I guess

right at the contact point. No big deal.

- Try that new green laser pair.

- Okay.

Jesus! Did you see that?

I thought the green laser

was a secret weapon.

Hard to keep secrets in this business.

Too many damn spies!

Adjust the shield peak frequency.

We lost the advantage, boy.

It's clobberin' time.

Fine with me.

Here comes the referee floater.

The referees have shut down

the long-range weapons systems.

No more missiles, cannons or lasers.

Now it's man-to-man.

There's the face off.

Who's going to make the first move?

Watch for that kick.

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