The squad filled the air between them and the savage crowd with ionized air as blaster bolts downed three, four, six, seven of them before they managed to raise any weapon they held. Two grenade were launched in the air and one of the men grabbed leaped into the air and grabbed the explosives ,screaming in glee and throwing himself before the crowd s he turned into a fine red mist.
The dust and debris gave their advance an ominous look and and Rasczak decided this was the time for a heavier solution. "Jor, fire at will."
"Aye boss." Jor hefted the chain gun and adjust just a little."Bye bye."
Then he paused. Swayed a bit as he dropped the chaingun and made a gurgling sound. Rasczak looked over at him as he put another bolt into an enemy and scowled. Jor had a hole in the center of his head.
Jor fell forward, making a solid thud as he hit the ground.
Until today, he had never lost a trooper.
Until today.
"Hotshot, take the chaingun and lay down fire. The rest of you-arghh!"
There was a piercing hot pain in his armpit and he fell to one knee. He looked down and saw a long pulsating red arrow poking out of the small area between his armor below his arm.
Another arrow his helmet, right in the eye but it was arrow just for this kind of thing. The arrow entered his armor but not enter his eye. Rasczak raised his weapon just as his stomach blew open.
Rasczak didnt scream. He just croaked an order. "Zev. Fire."