Frenemies

"Did you think it would all end like this?"
Bo'Shin turned his helmeted head to look at Vaakran.
"No, I was hoping for something a bit more exciting and full of explosions."
Vaakran put his torso out of the cover he hid behind and took a few shots at the line of advancing soldiers. The shots bounced harmlessly off the giant shields the soldiers carried in front of them. Mortar fire from behind the soldiers landed several feet from the cover the two men were hiding behind.
"See, explosions, do you feel better now?"
Bo'Shin growled at Vaakran.
"No, I'm not. There are nothing compared to the deaths our past iterations had. It sure doesn't compete with all the power generators of a Dreadnought overloading and taking out itself and everything else in a twenty kilometer radius."
Bo'Shin went around his side of the cover and shot at the soldiers that advanced on their position, but none of his shots pierced the shields or slowed the soldiers down.
"Are you still sore about that?"
Bo'Shin ducked back behind cover to reload.
"Sore, no. Jealous, maybe. My past self had died before that point, so I didn't get to see it in person."
"I didn't either since I was inside the Dreadnought."
The mortar fire slammed into the cover and peppered the armor of the two men with broken rocks, pebbles, and powder.
"Well Bo'Shin, I think they're close enough for my special technique."
"Whoa, what special technique?"
Vaakran grabbed Bo'Shin by his armored chest piece and spun him counterclockwise as he stepped over the cover.
"Hadoken!"
Vaakran threw Bo'Shin as hard as his powered armor let him straight at the center of the advancing line of shields. Bo'Shin cursed and flailed his arms as he tried to avoid the coming collision without letting go of his rifle. He hit the shield hard, but the shield did not break. The arm holding the shield was not so lucky.
The force of Bo'Shin being slammed backfirst into the shield broke the soldier's arm and drove him to the ground. Bo'Shin brought his rifle up and shot the nearest soldier as he began to turn to this unexpected intrusion into their rank. His fire was joined by Vaakran from his cover on those behind Bo'Shin. The line was divided, and the soldiers were unable to adjust in time to avoid disaster.
Mortars that were so close to hitting Vaakran were silenced as the artillerymen were forced to deal with an opponent too close for their main weapons wile in the ranks of their mobile shields. Bo'Shin grabbed a shield from a dead soldier and threw it horizontally at the artillerymen, and decapitated four of the eight men. The rest of the soldiers and artillerymen were soon slain.
"Well, that worked out better than I thought."
"What the hell were you thinking in the first place? You threw me at them!"
Vaakran nodded.
"Yup, they were not expecting my fastball special!"
"You could have killed me, you idiot!"
Vaakran shook his head and slapped Bo'Shin's shoulder.
"It wouldn't have, it worked in a webcomic I saw before, so I knew it was flawless and bound to have killed most of them. But we got all of them, far better than I hoped. And you're still alive!"
"I hate you so much..."