RandomBoi33: I guess I was a little too excited in getting towards the part with the Hivemaster. But will take your suggestion to heart!
Also sometimes I might be vague on purpose, but that wouldn't make any sense.
"So...that hive is in that cave?" Samuel pointed at the marked location on the tactical map.
"Yes." The female scientist said.
"And we are going to launch an assault on that?" He continued, unsure of the plan.
"After we hold off their daily attack, we can route our forces and attack the hive. We commissioned a few hundred operators for this assault and a large enough army." Said the commander of Refuge 6.
"Where do we come in?" Samuel asked.
"While the infected are busy at defending the hive. We will drop you guys at another entrance, accompanied by a few veteran operators. Due to our massive attack, the ones guarding the hive itself might be small in number." The commander said.
"It's just the head of the hive I'm worried about." The scientist said worryingly
The commander nodded. "If we are lucky and fast, we might be able to squeeze some extra troops from the front lines and have them infiltrate the hive."
"What are we dealing with?" Samuel asked, looking intently at the map. Before the map disappeared and showed a Regurgitator with more scars on its belly, while oozing with green acid.
"This ugly sonovabitch. It's evolved into a Savage a few months ago, now it's gained a certain intelligence." The commander pointed at the hologram.
"It's sentient. But that could be exploited." The scientist explained.
"Alright, when does the next attack happen?" Samuel asked, the map returning.
"We don't know, but we are sure they are going to attack somewhere during noon." The commander answered.
"Right after lunch then." Samuel noted.
The scientist spoke up. "Sir, what about the refugees?"
The commander sighed. "I can't guarantee their safety if they choose to come with you. Voice our concerns will you?"
"That's all for now...you all are dismissed."
Samuel did a salute, so did the scientist before walking out the room.
"Promise me something." The scientist started.
"'To take care of your sister'? Yeah, I get it." Samuel assured.
"I just want to be sure." Higgins's sister, Lydia, sighed.
"It's fine. She can handle herself and I can take care of mostly anything that happens to anyone." He said, annoyed at Lydia underwhelming his skill.
"Hopefully, I can have some lunch before the raid." Samuel muttered.
Few Hours Later...
"The battle is going strong." Ted said, looking out from the wall.
The wall was really big. It has turrets, guns and cannons mounted on it. The three were either providing cover fire or doing artillery. On the battlefield, smashed tanks, vehicles and a lot of corpses lie. However, the infected were fighting a losing battle. As soon as the infected numbers were dwindling, the gate on the wall opened. Now, the reinforcements were enough to cover for the casualties. Tanks rolled across the battlefield, mechs accompanied foot soldiers, aircraft did bombing runs on the opening of the cave or infected swarms and SAS operators either supported the charge or just like him, are infiltrating.
Samuel got on the transport ship, his companions accompanying him. Another assault operator joined his squad, before Samuel could ask his name Summer and the others came.
"Samuel!" Summer called out. He turned to her and waved.
"Stay safe!" That was Ruby.
"Kick some ass!" Yang.
"I wish you good luck." Weiss.
Blake nodded.
"Don't die!" Jaune.
"Be careful!" Pyrrha.
"BREAK THEIR LEGS!" Nora. Some of the SAS operators laughed.
"Good luck." Ren.
Samuel smiled. "No promises." He whispered.
They only saw his smile and heard his companions give their thanks.
Now Samuel sat inside the troopship, hearing the distant explosions and gunfire outside.
"Alright, nearing the drop zone. Ready weapons, possible hostiles inbound." The pilot informed.
At that, the operators inside readied their weapons. Samuel did a blank stare before shaking it out.
The ship landed. Letting the two teams inside it get out.
In this operation. Twelve teams consisting of four would go inside and kill the Hivemaster. The ones guarding the Hive might be small in number but has an occasional boss infected. Then the teams moved in, preparing for the worst.
One Hour In...
Dealing with a savage necrosis is a very bad privilege.
"All teams scatter!"
"Horde on the right!"
"Agh!"
"Necrosis got Dagger Four!"
Two Hours In...
"You should be all patched up now, Wing Four." Samuel said, the bandage dealing with the unknown assault SAS operator's wounds.
"Thank you, sir."
"Dagger squad is ready to go!"
"Hammer squad is alright!"
"Titan squad ready!"
Three Hours In...
"Take that sonovabitch down!" Lots of gunfire.
"Ah!" A curse.
"Dammit! I'll take care of Dagger Four!" Samuel exclaimed, going to the operator's position.
"Man, you gotta stop getting hit!" Samuel lightly scolded, pulling him up and tending to his wounds.
"Lad, I'm a heavy. Taking hits and not dying is what I do best."
"Do the 'not dying' part better!" Samuel said, before bringing them back to the fight.
Thirty minutes later...
"What is this?" Titan One asked. He was referring to the out of place non-biological arc with a portal thing in the middle of it.
"That is the gate, human." The Regurgitator spoke, much to their surprise.
"It's not dead?!" Hero Two exclaimed, pulling out his LMG.
"I am close to, human, but that doesn't matter know. Most of my kin had already invaded your 'friends' world." It continued.
"'Friends'?" Ghost Three asked, before the rest shifted their attention to Samuel.
"What did you do." He demanded.
"Weren't you listening? We have invaded their world, once it's all infected we shall come back and strike! I will...be...waiting...for your...assimilation." It spoke it's last words before dying.
The SAS Operators paused, before Samuel spoke out. "Wing Squad on me. We are going in."
"All of you cover the gate, wait for reinforcements." Samuel said, not really commanded them but they still nodded.
"Prepare for some visitors, team!" He said as he goes in the portal.
In short, what they saw was destruction incarnate.
Cliffhanger, whoopsie.
Voice to me your concerns, will you?