Bada bing, Bada boom, My guess, is to get a bigger gun guys, these guys are just like barney, hard to kill and even when you do, their are thousands of followers

Chapter 4

"So you say you have no idea of what, or who, these hostiles are?"

"No, General, again, all I can say, is that they were definitely not human. We lost a good man to them."

"Ah, yes, your lost man, I'm very sorry John." He said with a sort of tear in his green eyes, "I'll order you a replacement sergeant."

"No, sir, I would very much appreciate that you don't do that, it would just be another morale blow to my men, and another reminder that we lost one."

"As you wish, any other questions?"

"Yes sir, what are you doing about the warehouse now?"

"Well, after your incident, we decided HazMat Alpha was up to the job."

HazMat Alpha was a living legend of a team. They had saved billions of lives during a terrorist biological bombing back in 2015. The terrorists had hijacked a plane from the local airport, and filled it with nerve gas, and as they were lifting off, HazMat sneaked on the plane, neutralized the hostiles, and brought the plane down for further decontamination. In doing so they had saved a billion lives. Therefore, awarding them with the Medal of Honor.

"I see sir, if you don't mind me saying, you couldn't have picked a better team."

"I know John, now if that is all, you're dismissed."

I snapped to attention, saluted, which he promptly returned, and strode out the door. I went to the bar, but found only Kelly there, I went and sat with him, he was only on his first beer.

"I can't believe he's gone." He said as soon as I sat down.

"I know, it's hard to take, but we have to move on."

"It just seemed like yesterday he was sitting here having a drink with me, instead of being gut-split."

I then took a look around, noticing that the bar was pretty much empty, other then us. There was the bartender, the piano player, and one lone sergeant eating his breakfast I believe.

"Where are the rest of the guys?" I asked

"At the VR room, they're training for another encounter; they don't want to…..end up like Larry."

I patted him on the shoulder, and left for the VR room. When I reached the VR room, there was simulated gunfire going around, and only a few technicians in the control room. I made my way up to control, and looked on the screen, which showed exactly what each soldier could see. It seemed they had asked to put in some of those things in here so they could better train against them. It was in a half prairie, half village setting, with a lot of hills, and some small, hut like buildings. My men were doing pretty badly, completely giving up squad cohesiveness to try to survive. Greg, and Tyler were already dead. Fred was keeping his cool, as usual, and taking time to line up his shots, and using his combat knife if they got close, while Harris was hiding in the shadows, slitting their throats as they passed by, spraying virtual purple blood everywhere. I looked at Fred's kill count, and he was up to 55, when one got by him, and fatally stabbed him in the heart. Meanwhile, Harris just watched as his last ally was torn to shreds, and made a quick exit, heading for higher ground, a fatally wrong choice. Ignoring the shadows, which were like family to him, he sprinted to the hill, they were on him in seconds, tearing his legs off first, then plunging the nails into his head.

The VR room then went white, as all the guys got up, mumbled to themselves, and threw their helmets at the floor with a satisfying "CLANK!" It was nice to know they couldn't live without me, literally. I was about to get out their and join them for a second go, but a call came for me over the intercom. "Would Lieutenant John Howard please report to command, I repeat, John Howard to command!"

I made my way up to command, where the technicians were unusually jumpy at that moment, looking all twitchy, and their hands moved nervously over the keyboards. I walked up to the General's desk, stood at attention, and saluted, which he returned, and offered me a seat.

"This came over the comm. five minutes ago." The general said, his face grim with either fear, or anger. He then hit a button, and a helmet camera of one of the HazMat team members came online.

"We have contact, definitely not humans, we have lost Hyper, Flecher, and Butcher!!!"

"LT, they're coming out of the walls, what do we do!"

"Fall back, get outside, signal J.J. to get down here now!!!"

"No contact from J.J. sir, any other options?!?!"

"Just keep falling back, we'll figure out there!"

They stopped yelling, which was followed by sporadic firing backwards, as the HazMat team fled towards the door way.

"Winston, get that door open now!!!"

"On it!!"

Cpl. Winston, father, brother, husband, friend, would have no last words to say to his close ones.

As he kicked down the door, one of the things flew down from the roof, scooped him up, and jumped back into the darkness before the rest of the team could even react, a few seconds later; one of his legs fell from the roof.

"Can't stop Parton, Kerinsky, keep it moving!!!"

They made their way outside, and found out why J.J. hadn't responded. His helicopter was ablaze, couldn't even tell what part went where anymore, it was so mangled. In the middle of the wreckage was J.J. who had been burned alive.

"Jesus……No time, get behind those boxes, we can hold out there"

Suddenly Kerinsky was hit with the nails in each shoulder, not a lethal hit, but surely very painful. As he yelled out in pain, Parton, and the LT, named Vinc, both shot at the creature, landing a lucky headshot. They then dragged him to the boxes John's team had set up on their way out. They layed Kerinsky down, and fired at anything that moved.

"Alright, four dead, one wounded, this is code priority Alpha thirteen, I repeat, to anyone listening, Alpha thirteen, don't know how long…"

The rest of the video was covered in static, and then the transmission went dead.

"I take you know what to do Lieutenant?"

"Yes sir!" I said standing up, "Time for a little payback!"

I would also like to thank furyanddragon for motivating me to keep going. thanks Fury!