Called of Duty Heroes: Nazi Zombies in Halo.
Heatwave (Transformers Rescue Bots) Cybertronians don't need space suits.
Boulder (Transformers Rescue Bots) Cybertronians don't need space suits.
Ben Tennyson (Ben 10 Omniverse) Plumper Spacesuit black and green.
Commander Cody (Star Wars the Clone Wars phase 1 armor) Helmet provides Oxygen.
Bulkhead (Transformers Prime) Cybertronians don't need space suits.
Ellen Ripley (Aliens) Nostromo Spacesuit Red.
Dwayne Hicks (Aliens) Nostromo Spacesuit Green.
Mangle (Robozuna) Robots don't need space suits
After a pointless sequence of weird things including hacking random panels, a spastic ball and a strange as all hell color game, Boulder threw a gerch devise at the floor and a rumbling sensation could be felt all across the moon base.
"What the hell is going on?" said Heatwave, "The missiles… the missiles" Boulder said to himself.
"What missiles?" Cody asked.
"Something is wrong!" Boulder screamed. Heatwave: "Yeah it's you" Boulder: "Back off Heatwave, You imbecile! What's wrong is the silo doors won't open!"
The entire moon base began to shake violently and a bright light shown all about them. "So that's what Hiroshima looked like" Ben said. "Boulder you Sonofa-!" Heatwave did not get a chance to finish his remark before the expanding wave of destruction hit him and his teammates.
Space. Forward Until Dawn.
Bulkhead opened his eyes. Through his Optic's he saw nothing, there was only blackness. He switched on his chest's flood lights and saw his surroundings at last. Empty gray steel room with banks of what he figured were control terminals. Then he saw three other space suit's... his teammates.
Bulkhead: "Guys… hey, are any of you awake? Or alive for that matter?" "Ug…" a voice slurred. Bulkhead turned his head on the left. Cody: "I must have had too much energon" "For you Cody, I don't think that's possible" Ben responded.
Bulkhead was confused, "Heatwave?, Boulder?, Commander Cody? and Ben? How'd you guys get here?". "Well whatever happened I feel like utter Scrap" Cody said. "That's probably the side effects of time space travel. It only effects Clones" said Boulder. Cody: "Say another thing about Us Clones, and my size 13 is going where the sun doesn't shine, Boulder". "Wait?! Cody! Let's be civilize about this?". Boulder wave.
"Speaking of sun. I don't see it, where are we?" Heatwave asked nobody in particular. The other seven activated their floodlights giving more light to the unknown room. For the most part it was empty. Every surface was metal with geometric patterns on the ceiling, pillar braces and such.
Mangle: "I just noticed something I feel completely weightless" Ripley stands up, "I don't think we're on the moon base anymore" "Really, I didn't know that." Boulder deadpanned. Cody took off his Phase 1 helmet. To Boulder's disappointment his eyeballs didn't get sucked out by absolute vacuum rather his face remained undamaged.
"Well wherever we are, Its pressurized" Mangle said as he observed the many closed doors.
"Aww…" Said Boulder. "I wanted to see his intestines get sucked out his mouth. Oh Wait, right. Your a robot, my bad". Bulkhead looks around, "I don't see any Decepticons. Or Aliens" Bulkhead said. "Not yet" Hicks said.
"Good, that means I can finally have drink" Cody said as he reached for a clear glass bottle of water which he kept in his backpack.
He raised the bottle to his waiting lips. Something odd happened. He knew the taste of water should have met his tongue but he tasted nothing. He looked at the bottle and saw that it was empty.
"Hey, Cody" said Bulkhead holding up a water bottle and flings it at the Commander who he catches it. "Hey Bulkhead, you do that again and I'll will kill you".
"Speaking of getting killed why aren't we dead?" Ripley said, "Last time I checked Jugger-nog didn't work against nuclear blasts" Mangle asked.
"Oh nothing I tried to blow up the First Order Outpost and kill all of the Soldiers." Boulder said.
"You tried what?!" Heatwave shouted. Boulder: "Why are you so upset? I was only going to blow all you guys back home and never remember it of anything that happened". His 7 teammates looked at him.
Boulder knew he blew it, "Oh, I said that out loud didn't I?" "That would be most dishonorable" Mangle said as he crossed his arms. Ben: "But somehow it's something I would expect you to do". "I'll take that as a compliment" Boulder said.
"Okay who votes we turn my little brother Boulder into a clown?" Bulkhead said raising his hand. Neither Ben or Cody voted yes. "Come on guys" Heatwave reacted.
"I don't believe in Judgment. But the Clown thing does remind me of H20 Delirious" Cody said taking another drink and looking around the barren compartment. "And it's not like what he was planning actually transpired" Ben stated.
Boulder: "It's true, something happened. We didn't do the sequence right that's why the silo doors wouldn't open nor did we get back home".
"Maybe Wayland was expecting you to do such a thing" Hicks though aloud. "Regardless I'm still here" Boulder stated. "And I'm still pissed off" Heatwave said, "Here I was thinking we were on a mission to save the world".
"And there you go thinking. But True. To that is to control the Zombies first" Boulder explained. The two drifted closer. Ben could notice Heatwave slowly reaching for the bowie knife strapped on his back while Boulder tried to reach for his M1911 inconspicuously.
Ripley got between them before anything could happen, "Before we kill each other, perhaps we could find a way to get home. We're still stuck somewhere out in space" She said.
"Well maybe we should get on with exploring our surroundings. Maybe we left them all behind" Heatwave said.
"Don't say that Heatwave" Corrected Boulder, Heatwave: "Why not?" Boulder facepalm, "Because Hero101 or Longneck Prime will make sure that zombies will show up". "You mean the author?" said Cody. "SHUT UP CODY!" Boulder screamed.
Cody finished drinking and put his helmet back on. They selected a door and the moment it opened they felt the force of vacuum rushing outwards.
"Well that room's definitely not pressurized anymore" Hicks said. Once they were outside they noticed the beautiful sight interstellar space around them. Every star around almost gave off enough combined light to act as a very dim sun or at least a bright moon.
"Wow…" Ben said. "We definitely aren't on the moon anymore" Bulkhead observed.
"As if there was ever any doubt" Mangle replied. Hicks continued to look onward their helmet lights couldn't illuminate much beyond a few yards but he could see the darkened figure of the largest spaceship he had ever seen. It looked like it had been torn in half.
They continued to space walk. Beyond the door they passed though was another side of the ship and they made their way towards it. Once inside it looked much like the last part they had been in. Save for all the blood stained walls and bodies.
"Looks like they all had fun, too bad I wasn't there to help" Boulder said in his signature mix of evil and joy. "I found you" A voice they all knew well said.
"Damnit Heatwave! Now look what you did" Cody said. "Now that I found you I'm going to kill you. Arise dead…" All the bodies around them oddly enough did nothing.
"HA!" Boulder said triumphant. "Your powers have no effect Sammy it looks like you can't kill Us". The voice paused for a moment as if thinking. "…Wait… I see. Yes, yes okay all done".
Round 1.
They watched as a small puke green popcorn bug looking thing with two small arms appeared from nowhere and absorbed itself into one of the bodies. The body began moving then it grew chitinous plating and tentacles on its head and arms. Then the whole thing bloated up and exploded and five more of the little bug things appeared and infected more bodies.
Some of them remained in their combat state and attempted to slash out at the four. Heatwave reacted with a quick draw of his bowie knife and he plunged it deep into the re animated corpse monster thing.
The sharpened steel blade impacted in where the neck met the shoulders of the zombie. Bulkhead slapped him with its whip like tentacles.
"Ouch! That hurt! You little punk, DIE!" Bulkhead change hand to Mace and smashed the thing again and again until it fell over. "What is this round 30? Four hits from the bowie knife and a mace?" Heatwave asked. Bulkhead shrugged.
By now the epidemic of these new types of zombies had spread throughout the room. The eight noticed not all of them were human, some were strange alligator looking aliens and big ape/rhino half-breeds.
Heatwave watched as the monster he had just stabbed got back up.
"It's still ALIIIVE!" Boulder screamed pulling his colt and firing but it did little than draw the attention of the other reanimated corpses. "You know, I think now might be a good time to make a tactical exit" Mangle said. "Well I never expected the Bot to suggest retreating. Him and all his honor" Cody said.
Ripley: "If we had any effective weapons I wouldn't be suggesting anything other than fighting" "Ya know what I agree for once" Heatwave said. The eight sprinted as fast as they could in zero gravity back out of the room and out into space.
Boulder: "Okay. Introduction is in Order. Heatwave, Commander Cody, Ben Tennyson. This is Corporal Dwayne Hicks, Lieutenant Ellen Ripley, Mangle and Last You all remember my brother Bulkhead".
Heatwave: "Great seeing you again, General", Bulkhead: "This is Call of Duty logic. We're not in Terminator Online anymore remember?".
"Okay, new plan" Hicks said, "Do we have access to any superior weaponry?" Ben asked. Boulder: "Well we all have our M1911's which stop being effective after round three. Heatwave somehow has a bowie knife, but it doesn't seem to be too effective".
"I have my Omnitrix" Ben said as he pulled the green and white watch from the Omniverse show. "I can use my Mace" said Bulkhead as he shows his mace hand. "And I have empty bottle" Cody said, "We're screwed aren't we?".
Ben: "Did anyone see any wall weapons?" Heatwave asked. "No" The other Seven said the same thing. Ripley: "Yeah we're fucked alright".
"Not if I have anything to say about it.." Boulder said. Pulling out a large case and a small cooler. "After being fed up with losing our perks and weapons every time we teleport to different locations. I started making something that we could carry items in through teleporters. So I present to you, Our Salvation".
Boulder opened the case which contained a Spectre M4, a CZ75, a Python, an HS 10 shotgun, a HK VP70, an Uzi 9mm, a Ray Gun and a M41A Pulse Rifle. As well as decent pile of ammunition.
"I call the shotgun" Heatwave said. "You don't need the shotgun" Cody protested. "I can't aim for nothing and with the shotgun... I don't have to aim".
"Fine I'll take the CZ" Heatwave said as Ben reached for the polished black pistol. Ben however was already halfway there and got his hand on the grip first. Heatwave had it, "Oh come on".
"We will have to share" Boulder said as he took the Spectre. "Good things come to those who wait" Ben said in a halfway trolling manner, And its not exactly like I have the best weapon ever".
"When packed its decent till round 14" Cody said. "And I remember while you were using it I had to revive you 4 times in one round". Boulder said. "Fine" Heatwave said as he picked up the polished revolver and inspected the cylinder.
Mangle takes the VP70, "I like this gun". Mangle inspects the clip. Ripley grabs Ray Gun, "Bulkhead. You take the Pulse Rifle". "Yes, Ma'am" said Bulkhead as he take the pulse rifle. Hicks takes the Uzi. "Always wanted one of these" He said as he loads the clip to the gun.
They all stuffed the ammo for their respective weapons into the pockets of their space suits. Boulder opened the cooler. "I also have perks" Boulder said opening the small red cooler.
There were four perks drinks. Stamin Up, Deadshot Daiquiri, Speed Cola, and Quick Revive. Cody took first dibs and plucked the speed cola from the cooler. While the Construction Bot cracked open the Quick Revive and Ben took the Stamin Up.
Heatwave: "Terrific, rather than get perks that actually have use like Juggernog, Double tap and Mule Kick. You go and get four of the most underused, and quite frankly, worthless perks. I mean Quick Revive? Who the hell uses quick revive?".
"I was low on points after four consecutive hits from the mystery box, this was all I could afford" said Boulder. "At least we get perks you ungrateful Fire Bot" Ben said as he threw away the empty Stamin Up bottle.
"Oh wait, I forgot I have double tap" Boulder said as he pulled out an orange bottle. Heatwave grabbed at it but not before Boulder took a drink.
"Oh wait I forgot this is just Hefe-Weissbier" He said and continued drinking. Bulkhead chuckled. "Terrific" Heatwave said as he stuffed his pockets full of .357 magnum.
"Well, now that we're slightly armed I say we try to build some points so we can advance through this place" Ripley said. "And see if we can find a way to purge those new zombies" Hicks said. "I'm ready if you are" Bulkhead said looking at Ben and Cody.
Ben thumbed back the hammer of his CZ and Cody pulled the charging handle of the shotgun.
"I'll take that as yes" said Mangle cocking the pistol.
"As if I had anything better to do" said Cody. "And since when would I ever let Heatwave get a bigger kill count than me"
"Is that a challenge?" Heatwave asked. "Whoever's first to 100 kills gets first dibs on the box when we find it" Boulder said. "Deal" the other seven said. The Eight headed though the free door ready to face this New Horde.
Guns:
Colt M1911: 8/72
Spectre M4: 30/160
CZ75: 12/72
Python Revolver: 6/192
HS 10: 8/24
M41A Pulse Rifle: 50/240
Uzi 9mm: 32/132
Ray Gun: 20/200
Chapter 2.
"Zombies dead ahead, look alive!" Heatwave said as he and his teammates made their way through an L shaped room of the lower route heading towards what they hoped was the power room of the derelict ship they were stranded on.
"Are you suggesting I don't look alive?" Boulder asked as he sprayed into the crowd of zombies with his Spectre. Ripley comes in with Ray Gun, "Well if you want my honest opinion".
"Less talking, more shooting" Ben said as he picked the heads off the wounded zombies with his CZ. "Hey, those were my kills" Mangle protested. "They were your kills and now they're mine" Ben said trollingly.
The headless zombies got up and began making their way towards Ben. He fired once but then he heard the click of an empty gun. Without time to reload he reached for his Diamondhead form in preparation for a close range fight. "Oh, No. You will not take me!".
A hail of buckshot and .357 magnum hurtled through the hallway finishing off the zombies and saving Ben before he could be downed. Ben looked behind him to see Heatwave and Cody, weapons smoking.
"You Guys cared too much" said Ben as he turns back to human.
"You can thank me later" Cody said. "Why wasn't Boulder helping?" Heatwave asked. Heatwave turned around to see two armless headless zombies crowding their insane companion. "Yes my children. gather round…" He said before Heatwave lunged at the two with his knife and collected his 130 points. "And STAY DEAD!" He yelled.
The zombies stayed down for a while but Heatwave's reticule was still red so he fired a few more python shots into the bodies to ensure the kill.
The round ended. They had only just finished round three even though their weapons were acting as if they were on round five. "What strange zombies these are" Mangle said, "I got the points for the headshot kills. But they rose again".
"And when I killed them I got points for the finishing kills" Continued Hicks. "We could make allot of money if we do this right". Bulkhead said.
Boulder: "I think the 115 that Samantha was using is only partially fused with the infection of whatever infected the bodies. Giving us effects of both types of undead".
Round 2.
"Okay, who's buying the next door?" Mangle asked. "I'm out, I got stiffed on points thanks to our Shapshift friend" said Boulder. "I bought the last one" said Heatwave.
Ripley: "Ya know we have enough ammo we could probably camp here for the next round then we will have plenty of points". Mangle: "Sounds like a plan".
They dug in for a fight. The first zombie spawned from a barrier and Boulder killed it. It dropped a double points. "Now that's more like it" Heatwave said.
Sometime later…In the short time between rounds. "I can't believe this. All this progression and we still haven't found the power room" Boulder complained, "I Mean, we cannot pack a punch without power".
"Or buy perk drinks. I saw Double Tap and Mule Kick on the way, but no power, no drink" Heatwave said.
"Speaking of perks, Heatwave. You never drank the Deadshot?" Cody said as he pulled the unopened perk from his satchel.
"Ah, someone else can have it. I've never been that good of a sniper anyway" said Heatwave as he passed it to Cody. Cody: "I'm too drunk to snipe so… Ben!" Ben: "What is it Cody?" Cody: "You want Heatwave's drink?"
"Boulder take a picture. Because this is the first time Cody has ever turned down a drink" said Heatwave as he laughed but no one else did. He looked around, none of his teammates were amused. Seeing that his joke had failed miserably, took the black bottle and drank.
Elsewhere still...
"Chief, Chief can you hear me?" A voice called out in the cryo bay. There was no answer from the freezer compartment in which her companion slept. Cortana had been awakened by the muffled sounds of combat in the lower levels of what was left of the Forward unto Dawn.
She tapped into the cryo chamber's controls and activated the thaw procedure which if done properly would take some time. But it needed the central power grid to be active, which it wasn't so she began looking for and alternative. Next she tapped into the security system to investigate the noise she heard earlier.
She couldn't believe what she saw. A seemingly endless horde of flood zombies and four humans that had seemingly come from nowhere fighting them off. What amazed her the most was though they were vastly outnumbered the four unknown people seemed to be winning.
''But how did any flood manage to get back on here?'' She thought. But her thoughts turned into "WTF?" As she saw a wooden box with question marks on it sitting in the corner and the four standing around it. Especially now that it opened and revealed some random weapon.
Meanwhile…
At long last the team had found the mystery box. It was a room that looked oddly familiar. With stairs on both sides and two doors, one at the top of the stairs and the other at the bottom. Heatwave had rushed in front of Cody in hopes of being the first user which he hoped in turn would grant him an awesome weapon. It didn't work out that way because what the box had given him was an infamous pump action grenade launcher.
"Hey box, FUCK YOU!" Heatwave yelled as he reluctantly pulled the china lake from the box, trading it for his 1911. "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?".
"No, Screw you Heatwave. I was the first one to 100 kills. It should have been my screwed up weapon" said Cody. "So you want it then?" Heatwave said racking the massive pump and pointing it at his stricken comrade. "Sure" Cody said as he stepped forward to hit the box.
The box opened, jingle sounded and the weapons spun until it stopped on a weapon that looked like an overweight AK with a bipod and longer barrel.
"HA! More bullets, more fun. This is not so bad" Cody sad as he triumphantly pulled the RPK from the box. Exchanging it for his 1911. "They stand no chance against me now".
Round 3.
The next round began. Cody and Heatwave put their new found weapons to work. Ben and Boulder could have a safe go at the box. "Lucky" Heatwave mumbled.
Ben got in front of the box and sacrificed the usual 950 points for a chance at survival. To his delight what the box decided to give him was a long rifle with a scope. Ben lifted the Dragunov from the invisible force field trading it for his CZ75.
"Ah, a weapon fit for a warrior…and deadshot" Ben said. "Why'd you trade your CZ?" Hicks asked over the sound of combat via Uzi. Ben: "Saving the 1911 for whenever we find the pack-a-punch".
"Good thinking Ben" Boulder complimented as he went for the box. What befell the doctor after the box had made up it's mind was a bullpup assault rifle with a rakish handle and green polymer furnishings.
"Oh it's so light, deadly and green-ish" Boulder complimented as he pulled the charging handle on his AUG. Ben and Boulder entered the fight. Their strategy was running around the room the box was in and using the stairs to their advantage, before they knew it the round was over.
''Scrap. I can't let those guys overtake me in kill count'' Heatwave thought. Seeing as his China Lake was really only meant for a support role. And he while he liked blowing shit up he didn't like having to let his teammates do the more direct fighting.
Heatwave blew another 950 points for a second chance. He was rewarded with a short black rifle that looked similar to one of his personal favorites.
"Oh yeah, I'll slaughter them all" Heatwave said as his second attempt yielded him the commando. He traded it for his python while still keeping his china lake grenade launcher.
"That thing is a beast when pack-a-punched" Hicks complemented. "I should know" Ripley replied. "So who wants to buy the next door?" Bulkhead asked. "Let's try holding them off here" Heatwave suggested. "I could go for some more carnage" Cody said.
"I shall take back my near defeat here" Ben said crouching on the stairs and sighing up his Dragunov. "Okay, camp it is" Boulder said, Gleefully.
Elsewhere…(get used to it)
Cortana: "If they really think they can hold the flood off. They're in for a surprise". As it would turn out they would both be in for a surprise.
Guns:
Colt M1911: 8/72
Spectre M4: 30/160
CZ75: 12/72
Python Revolver: 6/192
HS 10: 8/24
M41A Pulse Rifle: 50/240
Uzi 9mm: 32/132
Ray Gun: 20/200
China lake: 4/20
Commando: 30/250
Dragunov: 5/50
RPK: 100/500
Chapter 3.
The team of eight had advanced steadily though what they could now see was a ship that had been torn in half somehow. The room in which they were in had a torn out section revealing the starry void beyond. They had left a crawler or two so as to get a good look at their surroundings.
"So how far out do you think we are?" Heatwave asked. "Hard to tell. If we're anywhere near our sun we might still be light years out and unless this ship can travel faster than light or we find a teleporter network we're stuck out here" Boulder explained.
"Well that just plain sucks" Bulkhead said. "Tell me about it" Ripley looked around. Cody was half toying with the crawler and Ben was staring out into the stars with his dragunov rifle scope.
"See anything interesting, Ben?" Bulkhead asked. "Believe it or not I think I see something moving towards out position at a rather high speed".
"Let me see that scope" Heatwave said. Ben pried the sniper scope from his rifle and Heatwave looked out through it. Sure enough there was something advancing towards them. It looked purple and even beyond that there appeared to be the darkened silhouette of a planet.
"Boulder you are not going to believe this" Heatwave said handing the scope to the Bot. "Do you think it's another spacecraft?" Mangle asked.
"Hard to tell, but it is heading towards us" Boulder replied, "And if my rough calculations I just did in my head are correct it will reach us rather quickly, a couple hours at most'' "A couple hours is quick?" Hicks said.
Boulder: "We're talking deep space here, Hicks. A couple hours to any significant location is very, very expeditious". "All the more reason we should get the power running we could find a radio and send a distress signal" Ben said.
"Good idea, Kid. We might all know that it might be the Decepticons" Cody said. Behind them they heard an explosion and saw blue light reflected off the walls around them.
"Guys, you are not going to believe this" Ripley said excitedly. "What is it now Ripley?" Boulder asked, sounding annoyed. "I found some blue glowy things that explode like grenades" she said. "She's right, I don't believe it" Bulkhead said.
"Well have a round on me" Ripley said as he threw a glowing blue ball toward Boulder. Boulder was genuinely afraid of what was stuck to his head obcruing his field of vision and flipped out.
"Is it a spider?! GET IT OFF!" Boulder screamed as he sprinted into a wall. The blue bomb went off sending chunks of metal and shrapnel flying and opening up a hole in the wall large enough to walk through.
Boulder got up with Bulkhead's help, "You're lucky friendly fire is off, you fool". The room Boulder found himself in was no different than the others they had been in on the derelict ship other than the fact it had a single wall weapon. The chalk outline was a simple square.
"I have found the first wall weapon" Boulder called out. "What is it?" Heatwave asked. "It's a new one, C4" The Green Bot replied. Mangle: "How much is it?" Boulder: "4000 points".
"Forget that, I can buy mule kick for that much" Bulkhead replied. "Well, a little extra explosive power never hurt" Boulder said as he shelled out the points for the C4. The purchase was worthwhile as he received not two, but four blocks of C4 explosive.
"Are there any other wall weapons in there?" Hicks asked. Cody: "No, but I think I know where Ripley found her glowy blue sticky balls of explosion".
Boulder got up and gave the room a second look. The room had only one wall weapon but it also had weapons and ammunition on the floor and on the walls and on angled shelves going across the middle of the room. Among them were Ripley's blue sticky grenades with black polymer rifles of different sizes.
"Um guys I think you might want to see this" said Boulder in awe. "What else is in here?" Heatwave asked passing through the hole in the wall. His questions were answered when he saw all the weapons. "Looks like we've hit the Motherload" Heatwave said picking up a short black polymer weapon that looked like a PM63.
"Cody, Ben, get in here! Our prayers for superior firepower have been answered!" said Heatwave calling out.
"Your prayers maybe. I've been praying for clone blasters or a lightsaber at least" Cody said as he squeezed through the hole. With Ben, Hicks, Ripley, Mangle and Bulkhead following shortly behind.
Cody made a beeline for the row of large black polymer shotguns on the wall shelf. "Now this is a shotgun fit for a Clone" He said as he lifted it up and inspected the chamber.
"Cody maybe you would prefer a rifle like this one, instead of a shotgun as we both know they aren't too good in the later rounds" Boulder suggested as he brandished what his HUD said was simply called a 'Battle Rifle'
"I think I like this one" Boulder thought, exchanging it for his spectre smg. ''Who was I kidding? its scrap anyway''. "You're right. I remember when Heatwave thought he was hot shit with the spaz 24 and he got wrecked by zombie horde back in back in Shangri La" Ben recalled.
"That wouldn't have happened if somebody followed through and gave me covering fire like they said" Heatwave protested while giving Boulder an accusing look.
"Details, details" Boulder said as uninterested as ever while loading up on his new battle rifle's ammunition.
Cody continued to browse through the weapons until he had found what he was looking for. "HA! I have found my FN FAL" Cody said as he picked up the long black scoped rifle. "I must have been away for too long, you look different. There's a tiny T.V. screen on you and it reads… 14?" He said to his rifle.
"We really must be in the future. There's a TV screen on mine too and it says 32" Heatwave said referring to the polished silver 'MA5C Assault Rifle' that he had swapped for the black smg.
"It must indicate the number of rounds in the magazine" Boulder said. "Like this Pulse Rifle" said Bulkhead as he shows it to Boulder. Boulder: "It seems so". "I also noticed something?" Heatwave said. "What?" Boulder asked. Heatwave: "These weapons are free".
"They are?" Cody asked as though he couldn't believe what Heatwave had said. "Yes we've been picking them up and dropping them without any cost to us".
"Well you'll never see me say no to free stuff" Cody said throwing his only recently acquired RPK to the floor and picking up the large shotgun he had had his eye on earlier.
''Well if he doesn't want it, I'll take it'' Heatwave thought. Bulkhead: "I'm gonna keep this Pulse Rifle as a backup". ''There's no sign of any form of light machine gun here so why not?'' Heatwave stooped down and picked up the weapon that Cody had forsaken for the strange polymer weapons.
He liked any machine gun and the RPK was no exception. Heatwave slung the commando over his shoulder along with the polished bullpup assault rifle he had chosen. ''Forget mulekick'' Heatwave thought, ''I'm not playing a game anymore''.
Ben still stood as uninterested as ever barely even batting an eye at all of the seemingly advanced weapons. "What's wrong Ben? usually you are the first to grab at new weapons'' Cody asked. ''I would know he usually beats me to the box'' Heatwave thought.
"I do not trust these weapons. What if they are ineffective against these zombies? That and when we pack a punch I still want to have mustang and sally". "Here, give me the m1911 I'll keep it in my satchel for you" Bulkhead offers. Ben: "You can do that?".
Bulkhead: "Of course, it's called being smart. Why should I buy a 4000 point perk drink when I can keep my weapon in a safe spot for free?".
"I think that is probably the best idea you've ever had" said Ben. ''Likely because it was the only idea he's ever had'' said Heatwave.
Ben handed the pistol over to Bulkhead who then put it in the ever mysterious satchel where he kept his Energon Can along with many unknown things. Ben then selected the same weapon that he had his eyes on earlier.
The one that looked like a PM 63 only black and polymer rather than steel. Ben's HUD told him that it was simply called 'M7 SMG'.
Mangle takes the handgun known as a 'M6G Magnum' pistol: 8/40 "Are we all ready?" Boulder asked. "I think so everybody stock up on ammo?" said Bulkhead as he has 95/190 left. "Yes" Cody and Ben said in unison.
"Did everybody load up on grenades?" Ripley said as she loads up on her assault rifle "There were grenades?" Hicks asked.
Cody: "Um duh, what are you dense?…oh wait that's me". "There were grenades Hicks and I could carry four of each" Boulder said.
"Cool" Heatwave said walked back into the armory and loaded up on the blue sticky grenades. As it turned out were called plasma grenades and all he had to do was walk over them to pick them up.
Heatwave also picked up four frag grenades which to his delight were free. He joined back up with his team, weapons ready. "Okay, lets kick some more ass" He said.
"Right behind you" Boulder shouldered and sighted up his newly acquired battle rifle, fired a three round burst and killed the last crawler.
Round 4.
The next wave began.
Guns:
Colt M1911: 8/72
Spectre M4: 30/160
CZ75: 12/72
M41A Pulse Rifle: 50/240
Ray Gun: 20/200
China lake: 4/20
Commando: 30/250
Dragunov: 5/50
RPK: 100/500
BR85HB Battle Rifle: 36/216
MA5C Assault Rifle: 32/204
M6G Magnum pistol: 8/40
Bulkhead looked around. They had traveled through the derelict ship some more and they found themselves in what he believed to be the central room. It looked like it had been a hangar bay at some point because it was littered with wreckage of what looked like shuttle craft, or what shuttle craft would look like a few hundred years in the future as what was left of them looked far more advanced than the rockets and capsules of the 1960's.
It had a large opening revealing the starry space around them that was likely used for takeoff and landing of whatever future aircraft the ship had once carried. One of said shuttle craft wasn't in too bad of shape and looked halfway usable in some nature. But Boulder didn't dwell on this for long, he had zombies to kill.
"Is everyone ready?" Boulder asked.
They had finished the previous round and were about ready to kill the final crawler. Seeing as there was a large amount of space they were going to try to train all the flood zombies into one massive blob, make their way towards the massive torn open section and lead the zombies onto the outside of the ship. Where they would be easy targets.
There was only one problem. The appalling lack of Juggernog meant training in any capacity was a dangerous affair. So taking this into consideration Takeo had 'volunteered' at the 'suggestion' of Cody with a shotgun pointed at this head to climb up to a catwalk and provide sniper cover while the other three trained zombies.
"Am I ready? Boulder, you know I'm always up for another round of kicking the asses of the undead" Heatwave responded. Boulder: "Okay, Ripley and I will be behind you Heatwave, and you'll be in front Bulkhead".
"Why do I have to be in front?" Bulkhead complained.
"You're the one with the freaking Pulse Rifle. It's your job to clear the path. Heatwave and Hicks will provide midrange cover and Ripley and I'll keep them from swiping us from behind" said Boulder explaining.
"Okay we're ready. Go ahead and kill that crawler Cody" Ripley said.
The single DMR shot hit the crawler's head, killing it. And the new round began.
Round 5.
The zombies began to pour into the hangar bay and the three began to zig zag between the wreckage of the hangar to begin training zombies. Sniper fire from Mangle rained down periodically to keep zombies from getting behind his teammates.
"EAT LEAD AND DIE AGAIN!" Heatwave hollered as he sprayed into the puke green mass of zombies ahead of him with his newly acquired assault rifle.
The 'Assault Rifle' -that was what his HUD called it- was a miracle. It was light like an assault rifle yet it packed the punch of the Browning M1919 form the days of yore. Maybe it was the cartage it fired, maybe it was its shredding rate of fire, or maybe it was the fact it was from the same universe as the thing that infected the bodies making it more effective than anything he has used prior.
But regardless of reason he loved it. And should it fail him for whatever reason he had with him the RPK Cody had ditched for a shotgun, (and though he shouldn't) he had a Commando. And he had four going on three plasma grenades in payload.
He tossed the burning blue ball toward the oncoming horde past Nikolai who was up front blasting zombies with his massive 8 gauge shotgun, where it exploded in a shower of body parts and puss green blood.
"Ohh man that never gets old." Heatwave said admiring his explosive handiwork.
"Damnit Heatwave, quit stealing my kills." Cody complained from behind his shotgun. Heatwave: "I wouldn't be able to if you would stop using cheap weapons".
"Cheap weapons? I'll show you cheap weapons!" Cody pulled out his shotgun and went to town on the horde that had advanced towards him in the time Bulkhead had taken to talk trash. He had killed the dozen or some zombies. Hicks shook his head while shooting his Uzi 9mm.
Then, with the help of Speed Cola, Cody threw all six 8 gauge shells into the new shotgun speedily. Cody was fond of shotguns of all kinds. Though his teammates scoffed their lack of range and inability to horde points he had managed to pull though time and time again. And it seemed like this 8 gauge super shotgun from the future would go down in history as his favorite. It not only rocked it sent the re killed corpse flying with every blast.
"Okay so what you killed 10 whole zombies I'm not impressed" Heatwave said.
"Will you two shut it" Boulder said staring down his sights enjoying the destruction he was bringing to the undead horde. His current weapon of choice: the futuristic Battle Rifle.
It reminded him to some degree of the G11. Its three round burst nature fit his preferred fighting style well. Not so far away he couldn't smell the blood of the undead but not so close he ran the risk of being cut off and surrounded.
"Like you have much to talk about." Bulkhead said looking at the leaderboards. Hicks: "You only have 113 kills compared to Heatwave's 188 and my 214".
"And my 310" Ben shouted from below.
Heatwave: "Hey shut up! Nobody asked you Ben"
Hicks: "Oh well I think I saw an upcoming plot point right behind you". Ripley: "Ya might want to turn around." "Sure, whatever…Mr. and Mrs. Know-it-All". Cody mumbled.
Meanwhile on a catwalk high above. Mangle was perched staring down the sights of his dragunov rifle attempting to provide sniper fire for his teammates while they ran around in circles. I say attempted because he was having a difficult time scoring headshots.
Or more accurately headshots were not as effective with these types of space zombies as he was now calling them.
"It's like I'd be better off shooting them in the chest" Mangle thought as he reloaded his rifle to try again. "Maybe that's the key" He fought against the deadshot perk to put his sights on the chest rather than the head. Funny enough the zombies he was aiming at had no head, just a bloated chest cavity. He squeezed off all ten shots successfully striking them and sending them to the floor assumingly dead.
I say assumingly because their bloated chests exploded and the resulting explosions downed Heatwave and Cody. While they and Boulder were backpedaling towards the massive hangar from up on a catwalk.
Ben and Mangle could hear their teammate's outrage at this turn of events.
"GOD DAMNIT! Since when could they do that?" Heatwave yelled as he frantically knifed away at the zombie horde that was passing by him towards Boulder.
"YOU SUCK MORE THAN ANYTHING THAT HAS EVER SUCKED BEFORE, BEN!" Heatwave said as he spammed away with his m1911 that he had been given upon being downed.
Ben blast the Zombies as Mangle melee them. Ben turns to Cody. "What did I do?" Ben asked as he return to fire on the Zombies.
With Heatwave, Bulkhead and Cody downed. Boulder had no other choice but to attempt to run the train by himself. Though he had quick revive there wouldn't be enough time to revive both his drunken and disgruntled teammates. So he made a random choice, without even looking he stuck the syringe into whoever he had chosen.
Heatwave got up fast, "Those Laserbrains are going to pay for that!".
Before Heatwave even knew what he was doing he had already drawn both his MA5C and Commando and firing them, one in each hand. All around him and the doctor flood zombies fell.
Hick was stoked, "When could you ever do that?". "Do what?" Heatwave asked stopping to reload his weapons.
Ripley spoke, "You fire two fucking assault rifles at the same time?".
"You talkin to me?" Bulkhead said in a voice that sounded almost comically deep and full static. Before he seemed to snap out of it.
Heatwave: "I don't know, probably the moment I decided to pick up Cody's RPK". "Without mule kick?" Boulder asked perplexed.
"We don't have time to discuss this, get Cody up" Heatwave ordered as his dual wielded onslaught continued in an effort to hold off their de railed rape train.
Boulder stuck the syringe into Cody who had stopped taking shots with his 1911 in favor of taking shots from his bottle of more water. Cody stood up. "Aww. What? Break Time's over?" Cody switched over to his DMR rifle and reloaded rather sluggishly. "Damnit I lost my speed cola."
"Ben! Mangle! Get down here. We are leaving!" Hick yelled up to his perched teammate who had several zombies behind him ready to strike. "Unless you want fifteen hundred zombies between you and us. Be my guest" Ripley added.
Seeing that his teammates were just bout ready to jump out the hangar bay he leaped off the catwalk with several zombies in tow. Mangle spun in zero gravity and pulled out his SMG and began firing behind him.
The SMG had a rather pathetic sound where the MG42 of the days of old had a sound that could be described as a ripping cloth this thing could be described as an automatic stapler. It had rather pathetic effects to match, hardly causing any damage to the zombies that followed him as he continued his leap of faith to his teammates.
"Let's hope this training route of yours works Boulder" Mangle said as he landed, "Because as I suspected this weapon is near useless".
"Hey Mangle. Have this" Bulkhead said as he reached into his overfilled satchel and pulled out a second SMG and tossed it to Mangle. Mangle caught it, "What shall I do with this?".
Bulkhead facepalmed, "Uhhhhhh, You pull a Dual-Wield and fire them both at the same time, Idiot".
"What else do you have in there, Bulkhead?" Heatwave asked putting his two assault rifles away and taking out his RPK.
Bulkhead: "Oh, nothing much just a few yet to be used plot devices to get us out of trouble. I,I mean Energon! Nothing but Energon". "Okay that's interesting." Heatwave said knowing well that Bulkhead was hiding something.
"All aboard the Crazy Train. WOOP! WOOP!" Boulder said ecstatically as the rhythmic 'Buurap! Burrap! Burrap!' of his battle rifle echoed across the four repelled out the hangar bay in a manner so as to get on top of the giant ship.
Ripley: "Hey this is about where we started". "Excellent observation Ripley. Now, get that maintenance hatch open" Boulder said pointing at a small circular hatch on the top deck of the ship.
While Heatwave screwed around with the hatch the other three held back the puke green masses of zombies that were jumping up from the hangar and onto the top of the ship. Mangle positioned himself in front and used his two SMGs to soften the zombies up so they could be easily killed by Cody or Ben. Nikolai's DMR was decently effective it was slower but more powerful than the FN FAL.
Boulder's battle rifle was near empty so he pulled out his AUG and held the trigger. But after only a short while his AUG was also nigh on running empty.
"How are we doing with that hatch, Hicks?" Boulder asked in the middle of his final reload. Hicks guess, "How'd should I know?".
"Oh just FUCK IT ALL!" Heatwave hollered as he threw two sticky grenades at the hatch, frustrated that he couldn't get it undone. The blue explosions blew the circular hatch right off and sent it flying through space.
Heatwave: "Damn, I should have done that 2 minutes ago." Ripley crossed her arms. "Right you are now. Let's go!" Hicks said as he leaped down into the hatch. The other seven clambered down the hatch one by one.
Bulkhead being the last one in was hit twice on the way down and his vision pulsed red signaling a near death. In response he pulled out his Pulse Rifle to help him move faster than he would with the RPK.
"So, where to next Boulder?" Bulkhead asked. Boulder: "Oh, we just head down this narrow hallway".
Ripley: "Oh you mean the same hallway that's filled with zombies coming at us from both directions?"
Boulder: "Yes. Wait, both directions? DAMNIT!". "I see your plan has failed Doctor" Mangle said as he blindly filled his vision with bullets from his two SMGs from behind.
"WE'RE SORROUNDED ARENT WE?!" Cody screamed as he reached for another magazine for his DMR He realized he had no more so he reached for the shotgun he had and began hip firing the zombies coming at them from the front.
"No shit!" Ripley said as he reached for the C4 bricks she borrowed and threw all four of them on the floor. Boulder helps out Ripley on setting it up.
"Ripley, Boulder. How about you help us out here!" Hicks said over the shoulder while still firing his assault rifle behind them so as to give Ben supporting fire; muzzle flash shining off his domed helmet.
Ripley talks back, "What's it look like I'm doing damnit?", Ripley then continues her work. "You mean besides getting us killed?" Heatwave responded.
Boulder: "We're going to blow a hole in this floor then we can escape. Now stand back". This of course meant they had to advance towards the horde to avoid the blast, they did so reluctantly as Boulder hit the detonator.
The steel floor buckled as the explosion lit up the hallway. Boulder who was standing too close to the explosion was downed. Several dozen zombies that had been crowding the four were in pieces and the four made their way into the hole.
The zombies stopped perusing Boulder and his team and went somewhere else as if their mission had been accomplished.
"Help. I'm down and I can't get up" Boulder said as he flailed on the ground.
He had studied this on Ben one day back in Shi No Numa. When a zombie downed a person the hits somehow disabled their nervous system causing them to lose balance and be unable to stand up or use their limbs. For a moment it seemed as though he would die as his vision started to become tinted red.
But he soon saw his teammate Cody bending over to give him a revival. "Up you go Science Boy". Cody said. "There are still more undead that need slaying". Boulder gets up and looks to Cody, "I'll get you some beer when this is over".
"Um. Make that two" Cody said. Boulder: "I'll find a way. Trust me". Ben: "Oh, like how you found a way to get me screwed over in the cosmodrome?"
"Wait, since when do zombies ever stop perusing us?" Hicks asked wanting to change the subject before Cody brought up the time where he knowingly abandoned Cody when he launched the final lander.
Boulder had his hand on his green metal chin, "I know Samantha would never stop chasing me until I was dead". "I don't know and as of right now, I don't care" Heatwave said exhausted.
"Maybe she's no longer in control" Ben said. "Seriously I doubt that. There isn't much out there that could possibly interrupt her control" Boulder replied.
"Regardless I think we have found something of great interest" Mangle said while looking around the zombie free room.
Ben and Boulder turn to Mangle, Boulder: "And What is that?" "Look for yourself" Mangle said.
Boulder saw where they were at. It was a workshop of sorts, ruined, but filled with useable components. What looked like pieces of robot armor were scattered around with other components of unknown nature.
Cody had stumbled around and picked up a helmet of sorts and donned it. "Looks advanced and well built, must be made similar like my Armor in Kamino" He said.
"If only you knew that the exact opposite of what you said is true" Heatwave said. Cody turned to Heatwave, "What was that Heatwave?" "Here we go again" Ben said uninterested. "Hmm?" Mangle looked to Ben with curiosity.
The gears in Boulder's head started turning as he tuned out his teammates argument. "If I can piece together the suits for all of us. We will be invincible" He thought.
"Lightbulb!" Boulder said in a sing song voice that had his three teammates worried. Ripley, Mangle, Bulkhead, and Hicks looks to Boulder with confusion.
As when Boulder used this voice it usually meant they were to be subject to for fun things or be used as a distraction. Which usually ended in their downing and loss of their hard earned perks. It stopped their argument over technology quickly to say the least.
"Looks like Boulder got himself an idea game again" Ben said while handling what looked like a power core.
"Generally, That's not a good thing for us" Cody said. "So, Is this plan as full proof or Will it blow up in our faces?" Heatwave asked sarcastically.
"No, It's much better" Boulder said evilly as he picked up a piece of black bodysuit. "Get me a screwdriver".
Guns:
Colt M1911: 8/72
Spectre M4: 30/160
CZ75: 12/72
M41A Pulse Rifle: 50/240
Ray Gun: 20/200
China lake: 4/20
Commando: 30/250
Dragunov: 5/50
RPK: 100/500
BR85HB Battle Rifle: 36/216
MA5C Assault Rifle: 32/204
M6G Magnum pistol: 8/40
