THE SUPER SAYA TRIBAL Chapter-3 Assault!
'WHAT? Why... I mean how... Are you sure?' A red Drone asked. It was a very bright red, almost pink. He was the commander of one of the Queenships. The Queenships look like most of the ex-UBE ships, only bigger. 'Yes commander. There is no doubt,' the Commander heard in his head: 'the thing that destroyed many of our hill bases is a Tribal. It seems that it has supernatural powers.' 'Get me a hair!' the commander replied. 'Pardon?' 'A hair of the Tribal so we can analyse it's DNA.' The commander answered. 'Yes sir!' 'Good luck!' The commander was in thoughts for a while. If the Ants could get just a bit of the super Tribals DNA they could use it to build their own super soldiers.
Thousands of fighters, transports and Andrones come out of the Queenship. They head towards the Planet which the latest attack of the super Tribal was on. When they arrive, hundreds of Ant Drones come out of each transport. It took only about two earth hours to build up a defence Hill. When everything was ready they waited.
The small Tribal sat on a tree. A tree just like the one back then. The Tribal just destroyed an Ant colony, many Hills, some bunkers and a few ships. It thought about if it was right what it was doing. Killing those helpless Ants. Of course it was right, after all they had done to the poor Tribals. But is it the fault of all the Ants. Aren't they connected in the mind? So it must be the fault of all of them. Or maybe... Ah it doesn't matter does it? Those Bugs don't deserve to live. And if the Tribal does not stop them whom else will? Then the Tribal sensed something. A huge amount of the Bugs have landed on the planet. They will pay for what they have done. They had no right to do this. Now they will pay, they will all die.
Some blue Barrier Drones are on patrol. They are talking about thing that don't have anything to do with the story, so I will not tell what they where talking about. As they walked a shadow jumped into the sky. 'What was that?' one of the Drones asked. 'I don't know. Commander, something. . What the heck . . .'
All Ants go to defence position. The Andrones make alarm sounds. The Sniper Drones run to the high points of the Hill. The Barricade Drones go to the tight floors. The Grenade Drones get their ammunition. A few minutes pass. Then the attack. Thousands of Andrones attacked the Tribal who was flying above the hill. With one shot out of the Tribal hand, half of the Andrones exploded or fell to the ground. The Snipers started to shoot. The Tribal flew very fast to the ground. The stunned Drones did not move of fear. The Tribal reached out its hand. Then the Grenade Drones started to throw grenades at the Tribal. A big explosion eliminated the sight contact. When the smoke was blown away, saw the Drones that the Tribal had not a scratch. The Ant continued shooting the Tribal. It reached out its hand and a huge part of the Hill was destroyed. The Tribal was in the air again. Shots where fired at it. And many Andrones where left. With a quick movement most of them where destroyed and many Drones killed. A snipe shot almost hit the ear of the Tribal. 'Ha, you just wait!' the tribal called. With a single shot the remaining drones died. Proud of itself the super Tribal flew away and it shouted: 'Serves you right!'
The red commander who was still in the Queenship was sitting at his desk that was made of steel. 'Commander,' a small voice in his head said. 'I got a hair of the Tribal. But only a few of us survived.' 'Excellent.' The commander replied. 'Excellent.'
I still don't own any characters (though I made them up)! I know life's not fair.
'WHAT? Why... I mean how... Are you sure?' A red Drone asked. It was a very bright red, almost pink. He was the commander of one of the Queenships. The Queenships look like most of the ex-UBE ships, only bigger. 'Yes commander. There is no doubt,' the Commander heard in his head: 'the thing that destroyed many of our hill bases is a Tribal. It seems that it has supernatural powers.' 'Get me a hair!' the commander replied. 'Pardon?' 'A hair of the Tribal so we can analyse it's DNA.' The commander answered. 'Yes sir!' 'Good luck!' The commander was in thoughts for a while. If the Ants could get just a bit of the super Tribals DNA they could use it to build their own super soldiers.
Thousands of fighters, transports and Andrones come out of the Queenship. They head towards the Planet which the latest attack of the super Tribal was on. When they arrive, hundreds of Ant Drones come out of each transport. It took only about two earth hours to build up a defence Hill. When everything was ready they waited.
The small Tribal sat on a tree. A tree just like the one back then. The Tribal just destroyed an Ant colony, many Hills, some bunkers and a few ships. It thought about if it was right what it was doing. Killing those helpless Ants. Of course it was right, after all they had done to the poor Tribals. But is it the fault of all the Ants. Aren't they connected in the mind? So it must be the fault of all of them. Or maybe... Ah it doesn't matter does it? Those Bugs don't deserve to live. And if the Tribal does not stop them whom else will? Then the Tribal sensed something. A huge amount of the Bugs have landed on the planet. They will pay for what they have done. They had no right to do this. Now they will pay, they will all die.
Some blue Barrier Drones are on patrol. They are talking about thing that don't have anything to do with the story, so I will not tell what they where talking about. As they walked a shadow jumped into the sky. 'What was that?' one of the Drones asked. 'I don't know. Commander, something. . What the heck . . .'
All Ants go to defence position. The Andrones make alarm sounds. The Sniper Drones run to the high points of the Hill. The Barricade Drones go to the tight floors. The Grenade Drones get their ammunition. A few minutes pass. Then the attack. Thousands of Andrones attacked the Tribal who was flying above the hill. With one shot out of the Tribal hand, half of the Andrones exploded or fell to the ground. The Snipers started to shoot. The Tribal flew very fast to the ground. The stunned Drones did not move of fear. The Tribal reached out its hand. Then the Grenade Drones started to throw grenades at the Tribal. A big explosion eliminated the sight contact. When the smoke was blown away, saw the Drones that the Tribal had not a scratch. The Ant continued shooting the Tribal. It reached out its hand and a huge part of the Hill was destroyed. The Tribal was in the air again. Shots where fired at it. And many Andrones where left. With a quick movement most of them where destroyed and many Drones killed. A snipe shot almost hit the ear of the Tribal. 'Ha, you just wait!' the tribal called. With a single shot the remaining drones died. Proud of itself the super Tribal flew away and it shouted: 'Serves you right!'
The red commander who was still in the Queenship was sitting at his desk that was made of steel. 'Commander,' a small voice in his head said. 'I got a hair of the Tribal. But only a few of us survived.' 'Excellent.' The commander replied. 'Excellent.'
I still don't own any characters (though I made them up)! I know life's not fair.