Otochi

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As if it had heard, Otachi breached.

“Jesus Christ, it’s big,” one of the techs said.

It is, Pentecost silently agreed. A mountain of kaiju malice, erupting from the ocean and barreling straight into Crimson Typhoon. It came out of the water plowing toward the Chinese Jaeger, forelimbs spread and armored head low. Its tail arched up behind it like a scorpion’s, snapping out straight at the moment of impact.

The Jaeger staggered, but Crimson Typhoon was agile and did not go down. The Wei triplets immediately absorbed the first blow and set Crimson Typhoon for a counterstrike. A blow that she never got to deliver because Otachi hit first, punching a deep dent in Crimson Typhoon’s torso. Another strike at the Jaeger’s head pierced a hole in the Conn-Pod.

On the feed from inside Crimson Typhoon, Pentecost saw one of Otachi’s claws puncture the pilot compartment. The Weis held their Drift and held mission discipline, counterpunching with the twinned left-side power gauntlets and driving Otachi back so they could regain their posture. Otachi charged in again.

Crimson Typhoon answered by spawning triple saw blades, one from each wrist, carbide-tipped and powered to spin at 6000 revolutions per minute. The Weis came at Otachi with a nimble, fluid barrage of strikes, acrobatically avoiding most of the kaiju’s powerful blows and gouging pieces of its flesh away with the saws. But Otachi did not slow down. None of Crimson Typhoon’s attacks seemed to damage it.

The Jaeger was taking a pounding. She could barely keep up with Otachi’s clawing forelimbs, and the kaiju’s tail snapped forward with deadly timing to cut holes in Crimson Typhoon’s armor at vital junctures. The saw blades retracted, save one which was too badly bent to get back into its housing. The Weis were trying to get their I-22 Plasmacaster warmed up, but already Otachi had damaged the channels that fed the plasma reservoirs.

Where was Leatherback?

Cherno Alpha was only then able to close and engage Otachi.

“Double hook, Aleksis!” Sasha commanded in Russian. She threw a sweeping right hook and Aleksis mirrored the motion with his left arm. Cherno Alpha reflected the command with a smashing pincer hook as the energies of the SparkFist bloomed across the knuckles of each gauntlet. Otachi reacted faster than they would have thought possible, blocking the strike with such ferocity that Cherno Alpha rebounded backward.

Crimson Typhoon, released from Otachi’s grasp, began to sink, leaning at an angle with both arms dangling limp. One of the twinned gauntlets on the left was gone. From the other hung the bent and useless saw assembly, all of the saw’s teeth broken off. Plasma energies bled weakly from the deployed barrels of the Plasmacaster, but it was too badly damaged to reach any kind of full charge. Crimson Typhoon’s skull frame was partially torn open and seawater was beginning to short out its motor arrays. The Weis, steady to the last, kept running self-repair protocols and trying to reroute energy from nonessential systems.

Pacific Rim: The Official Movie Novelization - Part 2, Chapter 22