Solo
Haven City was once a thriving metropolitan community, but is now a hellish wasteland, full of crime and violence. It all started during a patrol of the outer perimeter of the city.
Me and my band of new soldiers were sent to investigate strange occurrences. The men had just graduated from the Krimzon Guard academy. Stun Rifles in hand, we searched.
"General…" Whimpered Private Tansen. "I heard a rumor that the creatures were…" he gulped. "…Metalheads…" cries and screams filled the platoon. Metalheads may have been dumbasses, but even they weren't stupid enough to come within range of Haven.
"Attention!" The men hurried to line up. "Now, Metalhead or not, we must take out whatever IS out there. If it makes you feel better, I'll call for a HellCat. Torres to base, requesting one HellCat Cruiser to the patrol site." So we went on. It seemed that an hour had passed, and the 'Cat hadn't arrived.
"Sir, I thought you sent for a HellCat." Whined Tansen, again.
"I did…" I said. "Torres to base. Where is that cruiser I asked for?"
"Hmm. That's weird." The operator was typing on a keyboard. "The com signal for that cruiser cut out 20 minutes ago… it seems the signal was suddenly dropped due to a systems failure. I'll look into-" He was cut off by Private Weston.
"SIR! MH's COMING UP FAST!" The team readied their Stun Rifles.
"Aww, shit! Not now!" I screamed. I was afraid. Not for myself, but for the safety of these boys. "Orders allow lethal force to MH's! No stuns!" We loaded our ammo cartridges of blaster ammo. Sticking in a circle formation, we could fight from any side. But it wasn't enough. They had surrounded us in half a second. Each of us unloaded every shot we had, and they showed no signs of stopping.
"What do we do, sir?" Asked Private Tory. He was wrestling a few with his Stun Rifle, which only pissed them off.
"Tory, lob a grenade into the pack! We need an escape route!"
"Roger, sir!" He did as he was told. The grenade detonated, sending their carcasses flying. This opened a hole big enough to escape. We were being chased, but the HellCats arrived.
"Get us the hell out!" I screamed to the pilots. We jumped onto the ships, and had them fly us off. The area was destroyed in minutes. Carnage everywhere. Buildings ripped apart. Soon, it would be people. I radioed base with the bad news.
"Torres to base… we have a Class 2 alert. The Metalheads have taken over the patrol area. They should arrive at the city gates in about 4 minutes."
"Understood. We shall activate the barriers and activate the sirens." Said the operator. As we flew to the Krimzon Base Hangar, the wailing emergency sirens went off, and the street patrols began to reverse traffic to the inner city. Thankfully, there was little panic. I reported to the meeting room after we returned. The screen in the room showed many views of the Metalheads. The captain was waiting for me.
"We have a serious crisis. If these Metalheads make it to the gates before they are secured, the results could be catastrophic. Millions of lives are in danger, here."
"I understand. What are my orders?"
"You are to take 5 squads with you. 2 will pilot HellCats, 2 will trail on Attack Zoomers, and the rest go on foot. Try to keep damage down to a minimum. All Metalheads are to be exterminated. Understood?"
"Yes sir. Total extermination." I left for the barracks to brief the crew. These next few days will be hell for the Krimzon Guard.