Plot
There is a new armor suit called the BattleArmor. After many searches, Major Natalia "Nat" Kerensky decides to base their testing operations in Dante City on the Planet Dante, using the blackmarketeers as a cover. One evening, as Foster and the Mechwarrior (player) are returning to their workshop, mysterious craft enter the Dante airspace and a Stiletto battlemech lands on the ground and starts searching for them. They successfully evade the Stiletto and make it back to the workshop, where Nat instructs the player to suit up in the BattleArmor and stop the invaders. After this, you see an image of hundreds of dropships entering the atmosphere. Mysteriously, one of these is shot down by the others. After fighting your way to the crash site, you meet up with a strange new MechWarrior by the name of Alera, a space pirate with a jumpship named the "Jessabelle". Later, the Mechwarrior must escape an enemy port, and steals an enemy tank from 3 soldiers. An APC then comes out and follows the Mechwarrior on his way. The tank must go through two scans to advance the level, but however, the "Passenger Scan" warns the enemies that it is a trick, and the player must escape the port with a tank. Later the player is able to get an Owens battlemech. During the final mission of the game the player kills the giant battlemech that uses all five of the data cores and Alera dies to save the player and the team.
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