A/N: Chapter 3. Wheee
Chapter 3: Counterattack
*Firebase Trojan*
Ashton ducked behind the large vent on his stationed roof as a barrage of ice kunais struck the metal, the sharp tips nearly impaling him as they almost shot straight through the vent. He quickly picked up his VAL and roadie ran into cover along the edge of the roof, ducking into the waist high ledge. Ashton brought up his rifle and zeroed in on his attacker; a snow woman on a roof across the street from him. He squeezed down on the trigger and fired a single bullet. The built in silencer spitting it's heated round towards his target.
The snow woman brought her arm back to launch another barrage until she was stopped short by the first round. The bullet penetrating her stomach and ripping her apart from the inside as the heated round literally began to boil her alive. Over the large battle below on the streets between the yelling and the gunfire, Ashton could still make out her screams. Her face held with complete agony and pain. He cringed and fired once more into her head, killing her instantly.
Ashton quickly brought his weapon down and scanned for a new priority target.
Below on the streets, the Yokai were assaulting the main building. The diner that had been created into a makeshift base. However, most of the fireteams had already created a formidable defensive position. Heavy weapons set up on piled high sandbags and the diner windows. The LMGs firing a constant swarm of fire trying in vain to suppress. Kail was trying his hardest as he was tirelessly shouting and positioning the men.
Ashton leveled his rifle and zoomed in far up the street. His eyebrows rose in confusion as he saw a lizardman rushing in the cover of his fellow Yokai. it was too late as Ashton realized…
The lizardman was coming for HIM…
Before Ashton could stop him, the lizardman leaped forward onto the wall of his building and leaped upwards at him. The lizardman soared over the ledge, knocking Ashton's rifle from his hands and staggering before front flipping over the sniper. Ashton fell onto his back as the lizardman landed. The lizardman wasted no time as he sprung forward. Ashton's eyes went wide and his adrenaline kicked in, rolling over and springing back towards the ledge just as the Yokai made contact. The lizardman's hand drove deep into the roof destroying the stone bricks with little difficulty.
Ashton brought out his sidearm, a Five-Seven pistol loaded with standard rounds, and fired at his aggressor. The lizardman ripped his arm from the roof and brought his hands around him. His hard scales proved resistant against the standard nine millimeter rounds. Ashton's weapon finally clicked as his magazine dropped and clattered against the floor. The lizardman smiled and began to laugh.
"Filthy human. This is what happens when you challenge the might of those far superior! You should've known this is how it would end for you, my claws shredding your insides and leaving you to die, bleeding out alone on this roof!"
Ashton dropped his pistol and brought out his last weapon: a large silver combat knife. Ashton gave it a few good swings before going into a stance.
"If I shall die here, I die with the honor and pride that exists within us lowly creatures that you call humans for you shall never see me on my knees begging for mercy!" Ashton spat at the Yokai.
The lizardman growled and got down in a leaping stance.
"You will soon see the error of your ways, you lowly primate!" The lizardman yelled as he leaped forward
Tsukune quickly advanced down the alleyway, his squad coming up his flank with the Yokai group behind them and the survivors covering the rear.
The loss of Gregoir sent a ripple through the team. Ichio would constantly shiver, Guatia had slight twitches.
But Tsukune's mind was nearly in shambles. You wouldn't forget the look on his face as he was impaled. The screams if his comrade as the swarm descended upon him.
But Gregoir would live on through them. They would carry his fury and wrath and throw the enemy from their doorstep.
This was their hour. To honor his memory.
Tsukune looked back and motioned his team forward. They moved on, hugging the wall of the alley. Tsukune held his weapon tight. Evidence of the battle was coming into view as they rounded a secure corner and found three horribly maimed soldiers and the body of an orc, not to mention the distant gunfire and constant yelling. He waved his hand and the group pressed on.
Moka couldn't help but look at the bodies as they passed. She understood that this was a war. That means people have to be killed. But this? This was something else. This wasn't killing, this was mutilation.
"Moka, are you sure we can trust these humans? Who knows what they have in store for us. We could be interrogated or worse…" Kurumu whispered harshly. She stumbled, gasping in pain from her ice covered wound as Moka caught her before she could fall.
"We have too for now, Kurumu. If we didn't, we would have died in that air strike. Tsukune also promised he wouldn't harm us and he would get you medical attention."
"That doesn't matter! We have Mizore and she's good enough for me!"
"Actually, your wounds are beyond my skills...all I could do it just freeze them shut. WHich I already did. But you need something more advanced." Mizore spoke up quietly in her staple monotone voice.
"Hold up!" Tsukune said sharply. The gunfire was close. Too close. They were nearing the bases' location. He leaned into his radio and activated it. "Ashton? Are you there? Come in! Over." As Tsukune signed off, the body of a lizardman fell from the roof and hit the ground, hard. The fireteam quickly aimed their weapons at the body. After a few tense seconds, the body twitched and then moved no more. Ichio cautiously advanced and, upon closer inspection, a combat knife was dug hilt deep into it's cranium.
"Corporal! Its good you made it!" A voice called from above. Tsukune looked up to see Ashton kneeling on the stoned hedge of the roof. His arm red and limp. "Also, if it isn't too much trouble, I'd like my knife back." Before Tsukune could respond, a radio signal began to come through their helmets.
"Put this on any frequency, speaker, or any damn thing that can broadcast.. I want anyone out there who's listening to hear this." Sergeant Kail commanded.
"Yes, Sergeant." A radioman nodded and tunned the radio. Sergeant Kail grabbed the microphone. He turned towards the injured soldiers positioned inside the diner. The floor was stained with blood as bodies lay up and down the counters, chairs, and tables. Those uninjured fought with what little strength remained. Tired and scared. Those that were conscious, those in reserve, those that were fighting, looked back at him. They knew what he was about to do. Sergeant Kail cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Command, this is Firebase Trojan. The town is infested with Yokai which are currently on the verge of overwhelming our position. We are low on ammo and have suffered many casualties. There is no hope for us here. No aircraft will be able to make it on time. I am calling to address that we shall not die sitting here like mere lambs. No, we shall die as cornered predators. These Yokai have started a war with a race that they thought to be weak, feeble, fragile, and desperate. Now, as they crash against the walls of this building, they shall break the walls of a dam holding back a surging tide of anger and pride. We are not weak. We are not fragile. We...we are HUMANS! This is Sergeant Kail of Yankee Platoon and I shall die upholding humanity's pride! My brothers and sisters in arms, fight! Fight as you feel your life ending! Fight the creatures that have made us lose our homes, our families, our lives! SOLDIERS OF THE UDF! SURGE INTO THE YOKAI AND MAKE THEM PAY WITH EVERY STEP IN BLOOD!"
As the diner doors finally crashed open, the Yokai began to run into the opening. However, their rush was met by a thundering war cry as what remained of the soldiers rushed forward to meet them. Bayonets and combat knives drawn. Rifles being held like clubs. Knives and pistols held in combination. The battle finally initiated as an orc tried to stampede into Sergeant Kail only to be met by an armor-piercing round by his sidearm. The orc's head shot back and he fell. A lizardman followed up to his comrade and leaped at Sergeant Kail. He managed to tackle the Sergeant onto the counter but before any damage could be done, Kail smacked the lizard with his sidearm and drove the knife into it's neck.
Soldiers clashed with Yokai in what could be seen as a bloody and brutal melee. Human and Yokai blood flowed onto the floor. Claws flashed with red. Blades jabbed into scales. An orc grabbed a soldier by his head and laughed as he crushed him in his hands. The orc, in turn, began to yell as four soldiers jumped onto him. Knives stabbing into every possible point.
Another soldier blocked a claw swipe with his rifle before swinging around and cracking the beast in his jaw with his weapon. A stab into it's stomach followed by a three round burst ended it quickly.
A heavy gunner swung his M60E4 to the Yokai streaming through the windows. Lifting with one hand in a Rambo style as his ammo belt was fed over his other arm. The heavy gun's strap on his shoulder. The weapon spit it's deadly ammunition rapidly. A lizardmen leaped at him, claw swinging, but he blocked it by raising his M60. The force pinned him against the wall as the two fought knife to claw.
The human soldiers fought with all their might. Mens' dying screams mixed with the pained howls of the Yokai. True to Sergeant Kail's word, they made their enemy pay in blood as anger and pride filled their fighting spirit. Occasional sidearm fire, heavy fists smashing, blades stabbing, and claws shredding.
The Yokai would truly begin to see the force that they had reckoned with as sheer determination and the fight for survival can match any force of numbers and brutality.
***Status of Yankee Platoon Fireteam...***
Corporal Tsukune Aono: ACTIVE
Corporal Ashton Dragnet: WOUNDED
Specialist Guatia Hernandez: ACTIVE
Private Ichio Kuzika: ACTIVE
Private Gregoir Joshua: K.I.A.
***Status of Charlie Platoon...***
Squad Gamma: Decimated
Squad Jackobs: Decimated
Squad Soviet: Heavy Losses
***Status of Charlie Platoon Survivors...***
Private Chikago Noragama: ACTIVE
Private Fredrick Hedrickz: ACTIVE
***Status of Yokai Escorts...***
CO Moka Akashiya: ACTIVE
Mizore Shirayuki: ACTIVE
Kurumu Kurono: WOUNDED
A/N: It is recommended that you listen to Halo Legends OST - Sacred Icon Suite 2
while reading the brawl. It just makes it better.
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