Dog Squad

He set the heavy load on the ground. This pot of True Adamantium was no light burden. If he had relied solely on the mech's power output, without a Kryptonian's strength as a foundation, he might not even have been able to move this spoils of war.

Boar answered over the internal channel. "You mentioned before that the Super-Ejection Acceleration System can't be used to transport ordinary objects. I'd thought of a solution for that as well. I just finished the support unit recently, and I'm calling it over now."

Cassandra recalled the thing the Kryptonian had been building recently. "I thought you were trying to make a robotic pet. Don't tell me that was the support unit?"

Before Boar could answer, a message appeared in everyone's mech vision: Dog Squad Saint Bernard online.

Though it was the dead of night, a brilliant white streak suddenly cut across the sky. It made a wide turn, then descended near the gathering point of the four mechs.

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A large silver-white mechanical dog, roughly ninety centimeters at the shoulder, approached slowly while pulling a sled. Its drooping ears and cheeks gave it the appearance of a Saint Bernard, Switzerland's national treasure. It finally stopped before them, awaiting its next command.

"Battlefield support unit, Dog Squad Prototype No. 1, Saint Bernard."

As Boar repeated the mechanical dog's designation, Saint Bernard gave a low bark like a real dog. Yet it did not behave like one. It did not wag its tail whenever it saw people, circle affectionately around their feet, or plant its front paws on someone as if trying to knock them down.

Boar circled the mechanical Saint Bernard and the sled it was towing. This