Chapter Eight:
Winter guided Marcelo down the alleyway. The both of them crouched down putting light weight on their feet. Marcelo leaned around the corner. He spotted two Eros standing there. He leaned back. "Stay here." he ordered quietly. "I'm going to cause a distraction and I want you to run these supplies to the fire station." he handed Winter the bag. "Once I'm done dealing with them I'll meet you at the fire station." Winter nodded. He put the bag on his back. Marcelo pulled out his knife. He dashed at the two Ero. He killed them both by taking them out silently. He motioned for Winter to hurry. Winter darted across the intersection hiding in the shadows. Marcelo loaded his machine gun. More Ero showed up. They lept at him. He began shooting them down one by one. Winter kept running. The sound of gunshots and screams slowly dying out behind him. He climbed up the hill running across the street once more to the fire station. Mike saw Winter run up to them with a bag on his back. "Marcelo sent me with these. He's taking care of the aliens." Mike nodded. He took the supplies. Crimson coughed. "He's not going to last long out there." Just then the radio crackled next to them. "Mother Falcon to Crimson. Come in Crimson." came a voice. Crimson weakly lifted up the radio. "Go ahead Falcon." The radio crackled a bit. "Airstrike inbound coming in from 45,37,13. Requesting permission to do extraction over." Crimson grunted. "Negative. Rookie needs air support at Delta, Charlie, Foxtrot. Send evac units once Rookie has been extracted." The radio crackled again. "Okay airstrike inbound going to Delta, Charlie, Foxtrot. Over and out wait for extraction Crimson." Crimson put the radio down. Mandy looked at him. "Do you guys always talk like that?" she asked. He laughed quietly. "Yeah. It's our way of giving command our location." She smiled at him. She then put a cold, wet towel over his forehead.
Marcelo pushed a dead Ero body off of him as he stood up. He soon heard the radio in his helmet go off. "Falcon to Rookie airstrike heading your way. Find cover. Over and out." the radio then crackled. He limped over to a building and took shelter underneath it. He heard the faint roar of three F-14s. They flew in a formation right over the city. The Ero looked up and began to shoot at the incoming jets. The jets dropped bombs in a triangular pattern to the ground. The bombs sent off huge shockwaves buckling the ground around the city. Most of the Eros had been blown away by the blasts. The jets began circling back around again as they dropped a second load of bombs onto the city. Marcelo was hiding under a table to avoid getting hit by the falling debri. The ground was getting really hot under him. "Rookie to Falcon. Requesting extraction in the center of town marked by orange flare over." The radio crackled. "Sending Eagle stand by." Marcelo pulled an orange flare off of his belt. He tossed it out into the intersection. He then made his way carefully out of the building. A helicopter began it's descent downwards. He quickly climbed aboard it. "Welcome aboard Rookie glad to see your alive. Now hold tight we're going to go and get Crimson next." The helicopter hovered away from the ground. Green light flew quickly by the helicopter. "Boogies coming it at 6 o'clock Falcon!" yelled Marcelo. He grabbed an RPG off of the seat and knelt down. He opened up the doors. He took aim at one of the ERO dropships. He launched a rocket at it. The rocket made contact blowing up the dropship. Another one flew in behind them. He fired taking that one out as well. He managed to take out three more dropships before the airways became clear to them again. The alarm in the cockpit began going off. "Hold on guys we have to make an emergency landing we have another EMP blast on the way."
Falcon landed the helicopter close to the fire station driveway. He got out of the helicopter rushing inside. "Alright everyone we need to move now!" he yelled. He helped the Flood family board the helicopter. Another helicopter landed. Soldiers rushed inside of the fire station. They reappeared dragging Crimson between them. Marcelo climbed aboard with the floods. He loaded the RPG again. The helicopters flew away from the fire station. Falcon got on the radio. "This is Raptor Squad calling the Irish Coast Guard. We have extracted the survivors and are coming in cold at 14,78,91. We'll get there in a matter of four hours over." A voice came back over the radio. "We read you loud and clear. The landing pad is open and awaiting your arrival. Well done boys. Over and out." Falcon put down his radio.
Elvis walked into Sam's room carrying a tray that had hot tea on it. "Figured you guys could use a glass of tea." he whispered. Annu skipped over to Elvis getting hers. She took a sip of it. "This is good Elvis. What did you add to it?" He blushed. This was the first time someone had ever complimented him on his cooking. "I added a little bit of honey and milk to it." she took a sip of her tea again. "A tad more milk and a little less honey." she commented. He nodded. Sam smiled shaking his head. "I could help you out in the kitchen tonight if you want." she suggested. Elvis smiled. "Sure." He backed out of their room. Annu chuckled quietly. "He's an interesting human being." She then looked down at her book. It had pictures in it. An image of her talking to Elvis appeared. "Another memory captured." she put the book in her bag. Sam put a hand on her shoulder. "There's still a whole lot that I don't know about you still." She grinned up at him. "All in good time." She put her bag on the table. She then took Sam's hand again. "My people were right to leave me here with you." she whispered. Sam looked at her. "Come with me to the beach later on tonight. There's someone I want you to meet who will explain everything to you."