Adrian had both fought in and commanded surprise assaults several times throughout his career.
Even so, the results of this one were quite satisfying.
With the sound of big Ben. Adrian burst out the police station. Jackson had given him a custom grenade designed for sound and visibility. That would alert the resistance.
Adrian tossed the grenade at the nearest group of police visible.
The detonation was louder than anything he had ever heard.
Instead of exploding, the grenade played what seemed like 'god save the queen' at phenomenal volume levels. The combine nearest the grenade shrieked under the helmets, one of them staggered into a wall, another fell to the ground out of shock, the others pulled out their weapons, firing blindly into the air.
Almost all of the civilians tore weapons from hiding positions, many of them revealed lambda symbols on their clothes.
As one, the rebels, oppressed for years, cheered, thousands of voices roaring as one. The city shook even over the sound of the grenade.
In the square alone, a hundred weapons fired, combine policemen were torn to pieces by wild gunfire.
The combine rallied, police poured into the square, fighting a lost battle. Rebels continued firing, regardless of any losses the combine inflicted.
Adrian joined in for a bit, killing at least ten combine.
Then he just gave up, and left the rebels to it for a while.
The combine radio was chaos, Adrian patched in through the marines general hacked frequency channel.
"OUTBREAK OUTBREAK OUTBREAK"
"Break up, rally back at the local nexus, I repeat, rally at local nexus."
"THIS is Wolfe speaking to all combine units in city twelve. Stay your positions, deserters will be shot. Overwatch forces are en route to provide reinforcements."
For the first time, Adrian heard the voice of the traitor marine, he could tell from the mans voice that he was at least slightly mentally unhinged.
Adrian was distracted from the radio by the rebels, the combine forces in the square had been disposed of, and a makeshift camp was being set up with supplies from nearby buildings. A few rebels were mounting the union jack in a nearby pile of rubble. The grenade still played the British anthem, albeit quieter.
Things were going well.
Then the combine truly retaliated.
