Authors Note: This is my first fan fiction so be nice and gentle with any reviews till I've gotten the hang of writing please. I may or may not turn this into a series of one-shots not sure yet depends on reviews and inspiration. I'm currently revising everything for this story so here the revised chapter one.
The mist swirled around the operatives boots as they moved rapidly from cover to cover. There were six of them, each identified by the different emblems on the back of their armour. Each emblem was a flag of a different nation and, only way to differentiate the identical jet black body armour that covered the operatives from the neck down. The lead operative, a Greek named Thanos, held up his hand signalling for a stop.
"All right this is a crash not a landing so expect little to no resistance" he stated quietly over his radio.
The other five operatives nodded in response. As Thanos rose up to continue their advance a bright green ball of energy shot out of the dark and impacted on his chest. There was a short moment of silence has no one moved, then he fell silently. The other operatives opened fire, spraying bullets into the darkened forest. More balls of green energy flew back at the operatives. The British operative, Tiena, spun around before falling, a round connecting with her left shoulder. She howled in pain, clutching at the stump that used to be her shoulder. The bolt had blown her arm clean off and it sat in the dirt a few feet away. The German operative, a young man named Hans Volker, ignored her screaming and the green orbs tracking across his vision, instead focusing on the trajectory of the bolts, zeroing in on the source and firing pin point bursts from his assault rifle. The Chinese operative, Hyung, fell the right side of his face nothing but a smouldering blackened mess. A short few more moments of gunfire and then silence descended upon the woods.
Volker counted quietly "Eins, Zwei, Drei, vier" When nothing jumped out at him from the dark he activated his radio and continued speaking, this time in english "Delta 2 to central, Delta 1 and Delta 5 are KIA and Delta 6 needs immediate medevac, acknowledge central"
There was a slight pause before a voice responded "Acknowledged Delta 2 medevac en route hold position until medics arrive" Volker began directing the remaining team members into a rough perimeter with swift hand signals. He placed the Irish operative, Shaun MacDonald, to the right of the injured British operative and the American, Jonas, to the left. He moved ahead to where their opponents had been shooting from. He soon came upon where their opponents small crumpled bodies lay. There was five of them. All of them were the small grey-skinned Sectiod aliens.
'Five of theirs for three of ours, hardly fair' he thought bitterly. Within minutes the medics had arrived and recovered the injured Brit. The remaining operatives continued onward towards the crash-site. They soon found themselves staring down at the crashed UFO, left still largely intact despite the interceptor's missile that blew it out of the sky and the high speed crash.
"Christ thats one tough bastard" Jonas muttered. Standing in a small cluster in front of the UFO's main entrance were four more of the Sectoids. He quickly made the signal for grenades and the other two operatives responded in the affirmative. Within seconds three frag grenades landed in amongst the diminutive aliens and obliterated all of them.
"Delta 4 hold here keep the outside secure, Delta 3 with me" Volker ordered calmly. They both nodded. Shaun followed him down to the alien craft and they stacked up, one of them on either side of the shimmering alien door. With a gesture from Volker, Shaun tapped his hand against the portal, causing it to disappear rapidly. Simultaneously Volker swept around the door frame and scanned the interior. They were in a narrow corridor. Another signal and Shaun moved into the hallway advancing to the next doorway. They repeated the same process as before at the next door, however when Volker went to enter the room he was knocked back has three of the semi-robotic floaters sped past on their jet packs.
"4 floaters coming out! Hit 'em!" He shouted has he rose to his feet and sprinted after them, Irish hot on his heels.
Jonas reacted instantly and opened fire his light machine gun ripping the first two to pieces. The third one however slipped past his fire and flew upwards in an arc over his position. He traced it with his weapon putting out a constant stream of lead, hoping to nail the flying monstrosity. Just has it reached the apex of it's arc and ceased its movements his LMG clacked dry. He cursed loudly. It fired three shots and ended the Americans life. The floater was blown out of the sky a second later by the two remaining operatives has they exited the UFO. With a sigh Volker led Shaun back into the UFO and into the final room. The instant they entered the room a green bolt of energy flew at them and winged Irish. He fell to the ground with a cry of pain. Volker raised his rifle and fired a single burst into the head of the final alien. The outsider alien disintegrated into nothing has it fell towards the ground. Volker sighed heavily, it didn't look like there was anymore aliens in the UFO or the surrounding area.
"This is Delta 2 target secure, Delta 4 is KIA, Delta 3 has light injuries, all hostiles neutralised" He reported calmly.
"Affirmative Delta, clean up crew are en route, good work out there" The response was almost instantaneous. Volker gave a tired smile and helped Shaun up before the duo began to return to the dropship.
"Doesn't feel like a good job" Shaun muttered. Volker simply nodded in agreement.