The CI turned to the left with out moving his head. He was trained on the
directions in
which he made. His gun was pointed high at chest level waiting for unexpected
companies to pop up around the corner. His team of six, unlike him was turning around
searching for hidden marines. He squeezed two rounds at his enemy as he turned the
corner. They were entering a dark hallway that was locked leading to the engine room.
He switched on his helmet light with a crisp "snap" sound. He heard sounds in the
distance and ordered his team to stop, by holding up his fist. Their reflexes and reaction
time was amazing they could stop at a moments notice as if they had stopped before they
signaled him to. He motioned with his eyes and fingers to shut off their lights and that he
saw two companies parked around the engine computers guarded by five marines. This
would be easy to overcome. "THETA, POSITION!!" He yelled. And with a wisp of air
his team was gone and out of the black corridors. The marines turned to his position but
could not get acquire a visual. They moved forward slowly approaching him. "There
he.." The marine was interrupted by the cough of the Colian's rifle. There was a large
thud as the marine's helmet rolled off and he fell to his knees. It was a clean kill hardly
any blood but a little trickle. His team flew down the wired ropes tied from the scaffold
and knocked the controllers on conscious. There were bullets flying and he could see the
marines diving for cover. He heard a gasp and looked at his screen it was the health
monitor. He lost a crewmember. Three bullets miraculously shot close to the same spot in
his helmet. Instantly killing him. Nooo! Was in his mind. He quickly found the marines
that had shot his buddy and executed him with extreme prejudice. Though they were
brutal Colian's were very in touch with their emotions. But only if they had a connection
with them, otherwise they could be brutally savage. The marine was chopped up and
chunks of his body lay spurted around him. Not even his body armor held together. It was
like holding up ash, as it crumbled away. They called in stating they were in position and
ready for evac. There was a large explosion as the air in the large engine room was
sucked out. They hit the throttle on their jetpacks and flew off.
which he made. His gun was pointed high at chest level waiting for unexpected
companies to pop up around the corner. His team of six, unlike him was turning around
searching for hidden marines. He squeezed two rounds at his enemy as he turned the
corner. They were entering a dark hallway that was locked leading to the engine room.
He switched on his helmet light with a crisp "snap" sound. He heard sounds in the
distance and ordered his team to stop, by holding up his fist. Their reflexes and reaction
time was amazing they could stop at a moments notice as if they had stopped before they
signaled him to. He motioned with his eyes and fingers to shut off their lights and that he
saw two companies parked around the engine computers guarded by five marines. This
would be easy to overcome. "THETA, POSITION!!" He yelled. And with a wisp of air
his team was gone and out of the black corridors. The marines turned to his position but
could not get acquire a visual. They moved forward slowly approaching him. "There
he.." The marine was interrupted by the cough of the Colian's rifle. There was a large
thud as the marine's helmet rolled off and he fell to his knees. It was a clean kill hardly
any blood but a little trickle. His team flew down the wired ropes tied from the scaffold
and knocked the controllers on conscious. There were bullets flying and he could see the
marines diving for cover. He heard a gasp and looked at his screen it was the health
monitor. He lost a crewmember. Three bullets miraculously shot close to the same spot in
his helmet. Instantly killing him. Nooo! Was in his mind. He quickly found the marines
that had shot his buddy and executed him with extreme prejudice. Though they were
brutal Colian's were very in touch with their emotions. But only if they had a connection
with them, otherwise they could be brutally savage. The marine was chopped up and
chunks of his body lay spurted around him. Not even his body armor held together. It was
like holding up ash, as it crumbled away. They called in stating they were in position and
ready for evac. There was a large explosion as the air in the large engine room was
sucked out. They hit the throttle on their jetpacks and flew off.