Aliens Versus Predator: The story goes on…
Chapter one: The flight downward.
Orbit around LV-754. U.S.S. Jedi. 2257
"Private! Get that son of a bitch sorry ass down here..NOW!!!!" 'Fuck'. Andrew meandered over to the Sergeant, "Yes…sir?" Sergeant McCoy glared at Andrew. "Private FireFox…why the hell aren't you on the PowerLoader!?" Andrew blinked. "Sir…..Coffee break. Cannot…work without coffee…SIR." McCoy sighed, and responded, "Good. COFFEE BREAK OVER. GET THAT MARINE ASS TO THE POWER LOADER. WE GOT NUKES TO PLACE ON THE DROPSHIP!" Andrew slipped behind the sergeant, and gave him the finger. McCoy smirked. "I saw that, Private." Andrew merely shrugged.
The APC had been loaded with the Marines, as the Dropship left the U.S.S. Jedi. The platoon within the APC groaned as the Dropship rumbled, going into the atmosphere of the planet LV-754. The reason was unknown to the Marines. After about 13 minutes, the Dropship set onto the ground. The APC cruised out of the Dropship's open belly cargo hold. They removed themselves from the seats, and filed out of the APC by the back. They grabbed the M-41A Pulse Rifle. Standard issue for the Colonial Marines. Two of the Marines didn't grab Pulse Rifles, though. They snatched up took the two M-56 Smart Guns. These weapons were trackers. They found the target themselves; with hardly any help whatsoever from the user. They had been updated from the incident on LV-426. They could now track Xenomorphs. At LV- 426, The two marines used the Smart Guns…but the auto-tracking unit found nothing. They shot blindly. However, this platoon had no idiots. They were all survivors of units who had encountered Xenomorphs. When they got called, they knew those Alien fucks were involved. McCoy pointed to Andrew and Gage, the two Smart Gun users. "You two. Scout ahead. Search for anything alive with your motion trackers. If your smart gun locks onto anything, fire at will. Got it?" The two marines nod, and tap the lamp on their left shoulders. The Shoulder lamps flip on, as FireFox and Gordon moved out, to the front of the APC. The rest 8 people would remain behind and make plans. When Andrew and Gage return, they would move out. The APC would follow behind them, driven by the synthetic, simply named, D. Andrew and Gage expected this to be a simple recon mission. Find something, report it in, and come back. They didn't know how wrong they were……
First Chapter, END.
Chapter one: The flight downward.
Orbit around LV-754. U.S.S. Jedi. 2257
"Private! Get that son of a bitch sorry ass down here..NOW!!!!" 'Fuck'. Andrew meandered over to the Sergeant, "Yes…sir?" Sergeant McCoy glared at Andrew. "Private FireFox…why the hell aren't you on the PowerLoader!?" Andrew blinked. "Sir…..Coffee break. Cannot…work without coffee…SIR." McCoy sighed, and responded, "Good. COFFEE BREAK OVER. GET THAT MARINE ASS TO THE POWER LOADER. WE GOT NUKES TO PLACE ON THE DROPSHIP!" Andrew slipped behind the sergeant, and gave him the finger. McCoy smirked. "I saw that, Private." Andrew merely shrugged.
The APC had been loaded with the Marines, as the Dropship left the U.S.S. Jedi. The platoon within the APC groaned as the Dropship rumbled, going into the atmosphere of the planet LV-754. The reason was unknown to the Marines. After about 13 minutes, the Dropship set onto the ground. The APC cruised out of the Dropship's open belly cargo hold. They removed themselves from the seats, and filed out of the APC by the back. They grabbed the M-41A Pulse Rifle. Standard issue for the Colonial Marines. Two of the Marines didn't grab Pulse Rifles, though. They snatched up took the two M-56 Smart Guns. These weapons were trackers. They found the target themselves; with hardly any help whatsoever from the user. They had been updated from the incident on LV-426. They could now track Xenomorphs. At LV- 426, The two marines used the Smart Guns…but the auto-tracking unit found nothing. They shot blindly. However, this platoon had no idiots. They were all survivors of units who had encountered Xenomorphs. When they got called, they knew those Alien fucks were involved. McCoy pointed to Andrew and Gage, the two Smart Gun users. "You two. Scout ahead. Search for anything alive with your motion trackers. If your smart gun locks onto anything, fire at will. Got it?" The two marines nod, and tap the lamp on their left shoulders. The Shoulder lamps flip on, as FireFox and Gordon moved out, to the front of the APC. The rest 8 people would remain behind and make plans. When Andrew and Gage return, they would move out. The APC would follow behind them, driven by the synthetic, simply named, D. Andrew and Gage expected this to be a simple recon mission. Find something, report it in, and come back. They didn't know how wrong they were……
First Chapter, END.