What "Gaurdian Mech" are they talking about?!

I've finally finished my ultimate mobile weapons platform on {PLANET WARS}, I've got a meeting with my boss tomorrow.

[monstrous yawn swiftly follows personal declaration

to nobody in particular and begins snoring away

before even beginning cosmetic complaint (that all complaints are left unsaid)]

<GRAND PILOT FOUND, TRANSMITTING ALERT

SIGNAL TO HAUL REQUESTER!

SYSTEM INITIALIZATION IN PROGRESS!

FINAL CHECKLIST COMPLETE!

START UP SEQUENCE COMPLETE!

WARNING: ANTI-SEIGE WARFARE SHEILD DEPLETED,

ENGAGING ALL AUTOMATIC DEFENSIVE BATTERIES!

ATTENTION PILOT {RØÑÍN} ATTENTION, PILOT

ORDERS REQUIRED FOR EXTENDED OPERATIONS!>

[Oh great Gaurdian Mech sent by the heavenly skies

above, we pray that you defend, and protect us from

the invaders, just as you have many countless generations before! I, the current Town Chieftain, beseech you with this one selfish request, I beg that

you grant it!]

(groggily sits up, with unfocused attention, dry, hoarse

voice, and grumpy reply, among other things)

"That's real funny, but whomever you are, I don't recall

going to sleep with woman in my apartment (not that

she'd be all that likely to stick around for even one

second anyways), and your acting's pitifully poor, too!

Besides office worker pranks are supposed to be on-"

("BANG" sound shocks person awake, while severing

any further rebuttle, and turning individual completely

serious)

<WARNING: ANTI-SEIGE BATTERY MUNITIONS

PLANT 1 ALPHA BREACHED, RECOMMEND

MUNITIONS SUPPLY PLANT!>

"Alright, that's enough of that, computer run procedure Alpha 79-Echo 4-Delta, run maneuver 7-0-7-Bravo as

well, and give me a sit-rep while we're on topic! Oh by the way, while we're at it might as well pump out reactive gases while running warning lights, and

opening the rear under-chassis entryway hatch!"

[Complying, personel are to stand clear of Point Sierra

7-Alpha 34, gridmark: 752 immediately.]

<Commander Røñín, Sabora wants to know what we

are bringing aboard.>

'If that's really the All Around Combat Ready "Sabora

Sabertooth" I programmed into this absolute beast's

loadout, which is more than likely, considering even

the weapons controls are giving weapons options that

only my Planet Wars BATTLE ANGEL BEAST was

outfitted with.'

<Nothing to seriously worry about just refugees, but

just to be safe check them as they enter.>

***

'Yay, Commander Røñín gave me work, maybe if I do

good enough, he'll reward me by helping me out of my

heat cycle- Huh, that's odd, I don't recall seeing

half-machinepeople on record in the last survey which

can only mean breakfast for me, since they're clumsily

heading straight for the direct pilot module, I At Least

owe him that much with all the good he's done for

me!'

<[runs down to main deck, crouches in a predatory

manner, then leaps forward, and tackles the source

of the offending scent, mildly surprising attempted

target of assassination]>