Chapter 6: Ownage.
'So,' Colonel said, 'We are getting reinforcements.
Purple is going down...'
'Another rookie? I hate this place,'
Laurens responded.'
Colonel said: 'Nope, this time we are
priority, because command wants to investigate that cyborg... We get
a flaming strike team! Twelve special ops elite soldiers!'
'When?,'
Laurens asked.' Colonel responded: 'Oh, it will still take like,
let's say... Three minutes till they get here!'
Two dropships
flew high over the badlands. One contained seven marines and a medic.
The other a ghost and three Goliaths.
'This is your pilot
speaking, we will hit the landing spot in about three minutes. Good
luck boys.' Dana said. The message was also heard at the other
dropship. Then the commander, (the ghost) used the intercom:
'This
is captain Manson. You've all heard the briefing, but just for the
ones that weren't paying attention, here is a summary. The dropships
land on either side of their base. The marines will just attack their
command center to get their attention. While the enemy is distracted,
the goliaths will escort me to the com-sat station, so I can disable
it. I will enter their command center from there. I'll try to capture
our target. She is to remain alive, because she is very valuable to
command. You are instructed to kill any others. Don't expect a lot of
help from forces on the site already, we've only got three men and a
tank here. Radio silence till this is over. Get ready to go!'
The
dropship with the marines landed first, east of the purple base. The
other flew over it and landed west of it.
At the same time,
Colonel prepared to assist the strike team in their attack. 'Wade, we
need you to build a turret while we're gone, to make sure we're
defended when the revenge attack comes,' Colonel said. Wade
responded:
'You mean one of those small towers that shoot those
anti aircraft bombs?' The colonel added:
'Yes, missiles.' And
tank-man, set your tank to siege mode, so our troops will attack
while the enemy is confused from our ordanance barrage.' Laurens
doubted it was a smart idea.
'Sir, we can't see a thing from all
the way over here.' But Colonel was very sure of his plan.
'It
doesn't matter. It will add to the confusion anyway.'
The first
dropship had hit the ground. The medic got out holding her flash
grenades close to her. She heard a small whistle. While listening
four more marines had gotten out of the dropship. She noticed that
the sound became lower and harder.
BLAM!!!
The shell
had hit the dropship, right in the center. (Irony is a cruel sadistic
bitch) It had pierced the top armor, and exploded in the passenger
room. The engines blew up with it. It blowed up just when the fith
marine was getting out, so he was shot out of the door, like a
bullet, into the ground. The medic checked him, but the impact with
the ground had broken the marines neck.
Tim used his radio to
contact everyone: 'They are attacking! Jake, ecort Hallway to his
vulture and then go to the east hallway to repel the marines!' Jake
answered:
'Wait, if I respond Dean to his vulture, then I'm
already at hallway.'
'Dammit I meant-' Jake interupted Tim.
'I
know what you meant. Just joking.'
The second shell hit not a
lot, but still a small part of the command center, exposing a path.
The four remaining marines just randomly shot at the command center,
but most of the bullets did nothing but scratch the paint. Then one
of them saw two people running through the blown open hallway. The
elite marine tried to open fire, but the other marine was first.
Jake
fired 30 bullets in just a second. Fifteen missed target completely.
Eleven bounced off the heavy armour. three hit the armour in the
joints, and got stuck in the shock absorbing material below the
plating, and caused broken ribs and a bruiced elbow. Two hit the
visor, breaking the glass. One of those just went out the other side
without hitting the marines head at all. One shot of the marine's
ear. He fell down and screamed for the medic.
Jake was sure
Hallway was with the vulture now. He headed to the stairs, climbed a
level, and opened a window (well, more like a steel flap) in the east
high hallway. The marines below him hadn't noticed it and still fired
at random places. Jake turned on the radio. 'Alright Tim, I'm in
position.'
AUTHORS NOTE: In my story cloacking bends the light
around the cloacked one and makes sure that it continues to go into
the direction where it was going, so you cant see something that is
cloacked. But, supose I made a statue of someone, in glass. You could
still see it right? Same thing with cloacking exept that it is still
harder to notice then glass. Hard, but still posible.
The plan
was, that Jake distracted the marines while Tim got really close and
shot them point blank in the face with his rifle. If jake doesn't
distract them, they would have noticed him.
The third shell hit
nothing but dirt.
'Attack,' Tim ordered.
In the mean time,
captain manson was in the comsat station. The Goliaths waited
outside. He mumbeled: 'Well, that's a lot of weed... The comsat
doesn't seem to be active though.' He heard a loud explosion near the
entrance. One Goliath had fallen prey to the shell, the other was
damaged. Never the less, he maintained radio silence. He went into
command center.
The fifth shell vaporized an unlucky tree.
Dean
raced towards the remaining Goliath on his vulture. The blood of his
ancestors was boiling. Or it was just the adrenaline. It fired at
him, but missed. It seemed to be heavily damaged. He fired a frag
bomb and blasted an autocannon off. This caused a chain reaction that
set the remaining ammo for it on fire. But even after a few
explosions the Goliath still stood. Dean raced past it, spinned
around, and blasted another frag bomb at it. The goliath was less
armored from the back and the explosion tore of the arm with the last
autocannon. The pilot stepped out with his hands in the air. Dean
rode towards him and bashed him on the head. The guy was knocked out.
He was very proud of his first captured enemy.
The sixth shell
decided he didn't like rocks.
Jake fired at the marines below him.
Most of the bullets fired back bounced off the command center, others
off his armour. Tim (cloacked) walked in front of one of the marines.
The marine was to busy keeping his aim on Jake to notice Tim. Tim
pointed his (also cloacked) rifle straight at the marines visor. He
whispered: 'Sorry dude, nothing personal,' and fired. The bullet went
straight through the marines head. It was a painless death. The
marine was somewhere weird. It was the same place, but no one was
there and it seemed like he was underwater. A beautifol women, in
silver armour (Think W40K sisters of batlle) with a shiny Halo behind
your head said:
'Hello, how are you?' The marine responded:
'I'm
fine, where am I?' To what the woman said:
'First of all, you're
not fine. You're dead. You are at combat site psy-zero-psy, Other
Side. The marine, understanding it now noticed something.
'Are you
an angel? You don't have any wings. Oh, and am I going to heaven?'
The not angel answered:
'Ever been on a forum? If angels are
staff, you can see me as a moderator... sort of...I was once human,
and they started devine... Anyway, you are going to heaven if you've
got ten dollars.' The smartass marine said:
' That makes no sense.
I haven't even got a body, how am I suposed to carry any cash.
Besides, that would be unfair to the really poor.' The sort-of-angel
replied.
' Of course it makes no sense, it's just to test how
smart you are. If you had believed it, you wouldn't be alowed in
heaven, because your stupidity might ruin it for others. Are you
coming?'
A tunnel apeared. The angel lead the marine through
it.
The seventh shell hit the spirit of the dead marine. He didn't
care, and was paying attention on the legs of the angel.
Jane was
sitting in her room, sidearm on her table, flash grenades on her
side. She was still recovering from her lung damage. She heard
footsteps. She grabbed her pistol opened the door, and saw someone in
teal light armour. She fired, but the shots harmlessly bounced off.
The peson was too close to use a c4 flash grenade.
Captain Manson
dodged another salvo of shots, got closer, and knocked her out.
Pretty strange that command considdered her so dangerous, but orders
were orders. He swung her over his shoulder and walked back towards
the comsat station.
The eightest shell hit the command center, and
it crashed one of the corridors. Captain manson was going to have to
find another exit.
Tim had just killed another marine in the same
manner. One left to go. It went easier then the first. Another dead
marine. There the medic was, bodies around her, desperatly firing her
pistol without effect, bullets from Jake knocking her down. She was
in panic, death everywhere she looked, the ninth shell landing eighty
feet away from her. Tim aimed the rifle at her from point blanc. Then
his cloacking failed. She saw him, the rifle in his hands, near her
face, and knew it was over. A tear came out of her eye. Tim, behind a
mask. Could see her face. He tried to fire, but his hand was numb.
She was just too... innocent... he couldn't feel the trigger. He
smashed in her helmet and knocked her out with the butt of his rifle.
The tenth shell exploded in the air.
Captain Manson ran
towards the dropship that was waiting behind a hill. He broke radio
silence: 'Abort secondary objectives and retreat, we lost the
goliaths!' Nothing but static came back. 'God damned!' He got in the
dropship. 'Get us out of here,' he yelled at the pilot. The dropship
lifted off. Dean on his vulture got to fire one frag bomb at it
before it was out of range.
The tank was out of long range barrage
shells.
Dean had locked up the Goliath pilot in one of the cells.
He went to Tim. Tim was busy carrieng The medic to a cell. They met
in one of the corridors and Dean took over the work. Everyone was
very quiet after they found out Jane had been captured a few minutes
ago. Jake checked the remains of the exploded dropship. 'Hey guys,
look what I found,' he said, as he was standing on top of the
dropship. Tim and Dean (he just got there) looked. Jake punched
through the remains of the cockpit window and with a single arm (his
armor suports his power) he lifted an unconsious girl out of
there.
Laurens was ordering new shells for the tank.
The
dropship flew towards the teal base. 'He broke our team-signal
generator, sir, we wont apear on commands radar as friendlies.'
'Doesn't matter,' Manson said, 'We'll just radio them.'
Wade
finished the turret. It almost inmedeatly began firing. 'That can't
be right.' Wade said to himself.
The dropship got hit. 'We're
going to crash!', The pilot yelled, 'Brace for impact!'
It
impacted. Jane woke up, she felt is if she was just about to faint
again. But first... She grabbed Mansons pistol. She killed him. She
passed out again.
Note: The Manson in this story has nothing to do with Marilyn Manson. Nothing at all. I just needed a name.