I do not own They Hunger or Opposing Force. Both are really cool games
though.
Prologue:
The aircraft's engines roared in his ears. He glanced out the open door at the rockfaces, which seemed to spike up unnaturally. Sighing, he looked down at the weapon in his hands. The MP5 shone slightly in the sunlight. Looking back out the aircraft door, he took note of a wooden bridge and several constructs that hung along the path.
He did not know what the mission was. The brass was very nondescript with their orders, giving only the name of the place he was being sent. Black Mesa. Never heard of it. Not that it really mattered, of course. He was going, and that was that. He just hoped that it was not some sort of training mission...
One of the other aircraft being sent came into view. The aircraft were designed with engines that tilted from fully forward to fully vertical. They could perform vertical takeoff and landing maneuvers. They were typical military aircraft. He watched the aircraft in boredom.
The other troops in the aircraft were talking idly, but he was not really paying much attention. They all were privates, and were not all that important to him right now. Not to say he felt he was above them, although technically he was, but they just did not take up his attention.
The fact of the matter is that he had a bad feeling about this mission. Kind of like an omen. He tried to shake the feeling off, but it just got worse the further they went. Then he saw it. What the hell? Something- an aircraft perhaps- whatever it is was distinctly alien, distinctly not human.
There was no visible means of proplusion, yet it was moving very fast. It hovered above the aircraft he was just watching. A beam of light shot out from the bottom of it, right above the aircraft. The light intensified suddenly, and the aircraft exploded. Uh oh... Another military plane pulled into view, an alien craft above it.
Again, a light shot out from the bottom of the alien craft, and hit the military craft. A soldier jumped out of the plane. The alien beam was not dead center. When the beam intensified, it just tore a chunk out of the side of the craft. The soldier who had jumped opened his parachute as the now smoking plane began to slowly spiral down.
A sudden light filled the cabin of the aircraft he was in. Fuck... He guessed that the plane was being attacked by one of the alien planes. A spherical green ball suddenly appeared in front of him. What on earth... The plane shook violently, throwing him into the green ball.
Prologue:
The aircraft's engines roared in his ears. He glanced out the open door at the rockfaces, which seemed to spike up unnaturally. Sighing, he looked down at the weapon in his hands. The MP5 shone slightly in the sunlight. Looking back out the aircraft door, he took note of a wooden bridge and several constructs that hung along the path.
He did not know what the mission was. The brass was very nondescript with their orders, giving only the name of the place he was being sent. Black Mesa. Never heard of it. Not that it really mattered, of course. He was going, and that was that. He just hoped that it was not some sort of training mission...
One of the other aircraft being sent came into view. The aircraft were designed with engines that tilted from fully forward to fully vertical. They could perform vertical takeoff and landing maneuvers. They were typical military aircraft. He watched the aircraft in boredom.
The other troops in the aircraft were talking idly, but he was not really paying much attention. They all were privates, and were not all that important to him right now. Not to say he felt he was above them, although technically he was, but they just did not take up his attention.
The fact of the matter is that he had a bad feeling about this mission. Kind of like an omen. He tried to shake the feeling off, but it just got worse the further they went. Then he saw it. What the hell? Something- an aircraft perhaps- whatever it is was distinctly alien, distinctly not human.
There was no visible means of proplusion, yet it was moving very fast. It hovered above the aircraft he was just watching. A beam of light shot out from the bottom of it, right above the aircraft. The light intensified suddenly, and the aircraft exploded. Uh oh... Another military plane pulled into view, an alien craft above it.
Again, a light shot out from the bottom of the alien craft, and hit the military craft. A soldier jumped out of the plane. The alien beam was not dead center. When the beam intensified, it just tore a chunk out of the side of the craft. The soldier who had jumped opened his parachute as the now smoking plane began to slowly spiral down.
A sudden light filled the cabin of the aircraft he was in. Fuck... He guessed that the plane was being attacked by one of the alien planes. A spherical green ball suddenly appeared in front of him. What on earth... The plane shook violently, throwing him into the green ball.