Note-Sorry for the lack of updates people. I was busy with Finals and
everything and from now on the updates will come a lot sooner. Well here is
Chapter 3 for my story. Hope you enjoy. (Thanks for telling me the mistake
I made earlier. I changed the SUV to SCV ()
Chapter 3
The bunker was just ahead of us now. I fell over a rock, but picked myself up quickly and started to run again. The Corporal was a few yards ahead of me and if this wasn't a life and death situation, I would have probably laughed my head off. The Corporal looked like a demented football player carrying a huge pole.
"We made it!" screamed Corporal Marty. The bunker doors opened as we stepped in.
"Corporal Marty and Private Michael reporting for duty," stated Corporal Marty as we entered the barracks and was greeted by several firebats and marines. "Our bunker was destroyed, sir, and we had to bail out. We lost 2 marines from our squadron and there are Ultralisks closing in, sir!"
"You led Ultralisks to our position Corporal…!" screamed the commanding officer in the barracks.
"We had no choice, sir!" Corporal Marty retaliated. "We were in desperate trouble and the more we stand here bickering about it, the chance of us dying is going to increase."
"Ok, then" screamed the officer. "All marines report to the front of the bunker. All firebats report to the front. Your orders are to shoot anything that looks like a Zerg, so that they wished they never existed."
"Roger that!" echoed a chorus of marines and firebats.
We followed the stream of marines and firebats to the fronts and within a couple of seconds; we could see the Ultralisks heading to this bunker.
"Don't those fat pieces of shit, ever just stop and rest." Screamed Corporal Marty as his face was getting red.
I couldn't tell whether his face was getting red from being angry or whether he was getting a drunk in a time like this. Looking at the whiskey bottle in his hand, I hit my forehead and got exasperated. Shaking my head once more I looked out as the Ultralisks were coming closer.
"500 yards, 450 yards, 400 yards, 350 yards," said the units that were tracking the Ultralisks.
"When the Ultralisks are about 200 yards, open fire." Stated the Captain.
"Roger that!" echoed yet again another chorus of marines and firebats.
We opened fire on the Ultralisks and because there were superior numbers compared to our other bunkers, the Ultralisks appeared to be falling fast. Their group of 20 was shot down to 10.
One Ultralisk was shot down and 2 other Ultralisks behind him tripped over him, because of all the various parts that were lying on the ground. Blue liquid was also left behind their tattered remains.
"Ultralisks blood color is blue?" I asked Corporal Marty.
"No shit, Private. Use your fucking head. The only color I see in great abundance from the Ultralisks is blue, so their blood must be blue." Screamed Corporal.
"Damn… It was only a question. (whispers to himself)I'm not the one that's drunk…." I started to talk to myself.
"A ground force comprising of Zerglings and Hydralisks are attacking our rear." screamed the surveillance people.
"Half the marines and firebats disperse and make your way to our rear side. Hurry it up!" Ordered our captain in response to the warning. 5 Ultralisks managed to make it to our bunker and began to attack it with their Kaiser blades. I could hear the screams from the other sides of our bunkers and I was guessing that whatever was happening couldn't be a good thing.
Our bunker was heading into the critical red alert status. People were starting to panic and then everyone started to run out of the bunker. Corporal Marty and I also decided that we should leave. When the Ultralisks saw us running out they once again was in pursuit of us. The Hydralisks and Zerglings were also giving chase to our small squadron. We ran on top of a hill and awaited orders from the captain. Our captain ordered us to keep firing at the Zergs.
I took aim with my rifle and shot down an Ultralisk by shooting it cleanly through the head. My friends back when I was training to be a marine, always did say I was a natural with a rifle. The Zerglings was rushing up the hill, and I was amazed at how fast they were running. They hit our rear and 3 marines fell in a matter of seconds, before we could even react. The rest of the Zerglings were soon friend into black ashes as the ground was covered with them.
"O yea!! Fry the Zerglings!! Screamed Corporal Marty at his excitement for battle.
Shaking my head, I took aim again and shot a rogue Zergling straight through its face.
"Nice shot, Private" said the captain and the only thing I could say back was thanks.
There were only 3 marines (including me), the captain and 2 firebats left out of our squadron. The Hydralisks were now coming up the hill in full force and there seemed to be about 12 of them. They began to shoot their acids and once hit a marine right in the face and in a matter of seconds, the acid was eating through his face as he dropped dead. The Hydralisks then began to use their long spiked tails as weapons, as the other marine beside me got hit right in the leg and was thrown up. In a final desperation attack, he shot the Hydralisks cleanly through its skull, but not before the Hydralisk threw him over the hill. He landed in a distance, but I knew he couldn't have survived the fall.
We managed to defeat the remaining the Hydralisks, but now it was only me, Corporal Marty, and the Captain that was still alive. The remaining 3 Ultralisks were now advancing. We looked at each other, as the Captain picked up a rifle from a fallen marine and we knew that no matter what, we would fight to the end.
(Sorry if it seems like only bad things seems to be happening to our hero, but things will start to be more positive in the later chapters. Please read and review this chapter as more reviews will inspire me to write more chapters ^ ^.)
Chapter 3
The bunker was just ahead of us now. I fell over a rock, but picked myself up quickly and started to run again. The Corporal was a few yards ahead of me and if this wasn't a life and death situation, I would have probably laughed my head off. The Corporal looked like a demented football player carrying a huge pole.
"We made it!" screamed Corporal Marty. The bunker doors opened as we stepped in.
"Corporal Marty and Private Michael reporting for duty," stated Corporal Marty as we entered the barracks and was greeted by several firebats and marines. "Our bunker was destroyed, sir, and we had to bail out. We lost 2 marines from our squadron and there are Ultralisks closing in, sir!"
"You led Ultralisks to our position Corporal…!" screamed the commanding officer in the barracks.
"We had no choice, sir!" Corporal Marty retaliated. "We were in desperate trouble and the more we stand here bickering about it, the chance of us dying is going to increase."
"Ok, then" screamed the officer. "All marines report to the front of the bunker. All firebats report to the front. Your orders are to shoot anything that looks like a Zerg, so that they wished they never existed."
"Roger that!" echoed a chorus of marines and firebats.
We followed the stream of marines and firebats to the fronts and within a couple of seconds; we could see the Ultralisks heading to this bunker.
"Don't those fat pieces of shit, ever just stop and rest." Screamed Corporal Marty as his face was getting red.
I couldn't tell whether his face was getting red from being angry or whether he was getting a drunk in a time like this. Looking at the whiskey bottle in his hand, I hit my forehead and got exasperated. Shaking my head once more I looked out as the Ultralisks were coming closer.
"500 yards, 450 yards, 400 yards, 350 yards," said the units that were tracking the Ultralisks.
"When the Ultralisks are about 200 yards, open fire." Stated the Captain.
"Roger that!" echoed yet again another chorus of marines and firebats.
We opened fire on the Ultralisks and because there were superior numbers compared to our other bunkers, the Ultralisks appeared to be falling fast. Their group of 20 was shot down to 10.
One Ultralisk was shot down and 2 other Ultralisks behind him tripped over him, because of all the various parts that were lying on the ground. Blue liquid was also left behind their tattered remains.
"Ultralisks blood color is blue?" I asked Corporal Marty.
"No shit, Private. Use your fucking head. The only color I see in great abundance from the Ultralisks is blue, so their blood must be blue." Screamed Corporal.
"Damn… It was only a question. (whispers to himself)I'm not the one that's drunk…." I started to talk to myself.
"A ground force comprising of Zerglings and Hydralisks are attacking our rear." screamed the surveillance people.
"Half the marines and firebats disperse and make your way to our rear side. Hurry it up!" Ordered our captain in response to the warning. 5 Ultralisks managed to make it to our bunker and began to attack it with their Kaiser blades. I could hear the screams from the other sides of our bunkers and I was guessing that whatever was happening couldn't be a good thing.
Our bunker was heading into the critical red alert status. People were starting to panic and then everyone started to run out of the bunker. Corporal Marty and I also decided that we should leave. When the Ultralisks saw us running out they once again was in pursuit of us. The Hydralisks and Zerglings were also giving chase to our small squadron. We ran on top of a hill and awaited orders from the captain. Our captain ordered us to keep firing at the Zergs.
I took aim with my rifle and shot down an Ultralisk by shooting it cleanly through the head. My friends back when I was training to be a marine, always did say I was a natural with a rifle. The Zerglings was rushing up the hill, and I was amazed at how fast they were running. They hit our rear and 3 marines fell in a matter of seconds, before we could even react. The rest of the Zerglings were soon friend into black ashes as the ground was covered with them.
"O yea!! Fry the Zerglings!! Screamed Corporal Marty at his excitement for battle.
Shaking my head, I took aim again and shot a rogue Zergling straight through its face.
"Nice shot, Private" said the captain and the only thing I could say back was thanks.
There were only 3 marines (including me), the captain and 2 firebats left out of our squadron. The Hydralisks were now coming up the hill in full force and there seemed to be about 12 of them. They began to shoot their acids and once hit a marine right in the face and in a matter of seconds, the acid was eating through his face as he dropped dead. The Hydralisks then began to use their long spiked tails as weapons, as the other marine beside me got hit right in the leg and was thrown up. In a final desperation attack, he shot the Hydralisks cleanly through its skull, but not before the Hydralisk threw him over the hill. He landed in a distance, but I knew he couldn't have survived the fall.
We managed to defeat the remaining the Hydralisks, but now it was only me, Corporal Marty, and the Captain that was still alive. The remaining 3 Ultralisks were now advancing. We looked at each other, as the Captain picked up a rifle from a fallen marine and we knew that no matter what, we would fight to the end.
(Sorry if it seems like only bad things seems to be happening to our hero, but things will start to be more positive in the later chapters. Please read and review this chapter as more reviews will inspire me to write more chapters ^ ^.)