Chapter 4: Guerilla tactics.

Starcraftre ran down the hall to the armory. When he got there, an engy was busy enhancing the already present defenses set up weeks before. A sentry lay silent, it's powerful detectors waiting for any sign of life.

"Grab as much ammo as you can, men, its gonna be a long night." Star ordered.

He broke open a couple of boxes and had his squad sort them into the different types of ammo. Rifle here, pistol here, and High Explosive over there.

"Star, come in, we are under attack REQUESTING SUMMON NOW!" The message was so loud that it made the infiltrator flinch with pain.

The medic calmly summoned the troopers out.

"What went wrong Cdtset?" Star asked.

The man called Cdtset shrugged and shook his head.

"Don't know, Star, we never even saw them coming. They destroyed the turrets right away and shot him." He pointed the infantry who had a small hole in his upper arm. The medic saw and headed over to patch it up.

"Ok, good work pal."

Another call came through, this time from the roaming guard squad.

Starcraftre attached and immediately cloaked. The enemy that the guards had spotted was there all right. Easy shot. He clipped his PA back to his armor and brought his Plasma Pistol to bear. A single shot killed the enemy.

He ran up to the next corner and looked out. All clear. He waved the infantrymen forward. A rattle of machine gun fire whirled him around. He watched in horror as his men were cut down. He screamed in rage and ran towards the enemy.

The commander of the enemy forces grinned at his victory. He was startled by a scream. He looked down the hall, past the corpses just killed by his men, but didn't see anything. He looked at his men who were just as confused. He screamed in pain as a bright red globe appeared beside him and exploded.

The sunspots worked well, killing all but the commander, who lay on the ground, writhing in pain. Starcraftre decloaked and stood over him before permanently relieving him of the pain.

"STAR ATTACH NOW!" Cdtset screamed.