The first to react was the bugs, the chitinous creatures surging forward on both of the machine forces, ripping into Odin’s robots as they reeled from having their main processors being cut from the primary command system, meanwhile, Laura’s aircraft scrambled to reorganise and lock down the bugs’ lines of advance that appeared to be cropping up from three randomly placed points surrounding the crash site of the warchive.
“Status report?”
“Fuck! Well, there’s nothing for it, what about those gunships?”
Download complete> “Out Fucking standing then let's get moving.” With that Laura pressed the pedal to the metal and tore out of the base. 007 watched impassively as 001 stepped back from the warchive, the data now successfully retrieved, stepping forward 007 along with 5 and 1 formed a firing line, raised their rifles and laid their fire on the pod. The outer armour bubbled and slewing off in chunks as the robots rained fire into it, only stopping when they had completely exposed the now melted internals of the device. Stepping back 001 sent transmitted a report before dispatching another command to its troops which immediately stepped back from their entrenched positions and encircled the leader. Its order was responded to with a series of affirmatives from the other robots, and the group began to march into the scrubland. The van continued to rattle as Laura tore up onto the dirt road, waves of dust trailing behind her. “Alan, how are we going?” “Thanks.” With the confirmation, Laura scanned through the battlenet, her heart crashing as she did. One helicopter swept low, unleashing a stream of rockets as it did, ripping apart the bushland as arachnids scattered below them. There was a green flash, and a bolt of crackling energy streaked from the tree line and ripped through the tail, sending the craft tumbling downward in a ball of fire. The second helicopter met a similar fate, the bolt striking the chopper square in the cockpit turning it into a shower of sparks and burning metal, the third apparently not liking its chances turned tail and streaked away. Hissing, Laura selected the entirety of the drone force and launched them towards the origin of those bolts. Meanwhile, her troops continued to bolt through the undergrowth. Laura was actually starting to think that she was going to make a clean get away Scott free, and that’s when it went to shit, the lead bot took a hit from somewhere in the tree line, causing it to stumble, the rest of the unit immediately opened fire into the brush. The counterfire revealed the forms of dozens of arachnids as they swarmed over the ground towards the running robots. “Fucking run assholes!” the robots ignored their leader’s ever-so-helpful instruction and continued to sprint through crisscrossing bolts of energy that shredded the brush around the fleeing robots. Unfortunately, these bugs were a lot better at shooting then the discount battle droids from before with 4 quickly going down in a hail of fire, 5 was the first to fall, overwhelmed by the green plasma and toppling into a slowly collapsing mass of metal, 6 and 8 fell immediately after, 3 crashed sideways into four. Seven stopped and for a moment seemed to hesitate before diving for Four as the melting carcass of seven wrapped around the fallen bot’s leg. Arriving at the Robot’s side 7 fired on the cooling mass, shattering the cooling slag before lifting 4 up to its side as the two half ran half hobbled through the fire. A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. A couple hours earlier. “Sir I swear I am not some sort of zombie. Or anything else that the brain trust has put forward.” Garrett protested from under a veritable rat’s nest of wires that were stuck to nearly every inch of his body, while several machines sat around him, most of which he’d been jammed in by now. The technicians mercifully didn’t have anything to add, apparently trying to avoid becoming a party in the conversation. “We know that Corporal, however until we can accurately determine that it is still you, we are not taking any chances.” Garrett groaned at the voice of the Colonel and let his head flop back onto the bed. “Garrett, hello? Garrett!” A familiar voice echoed into his mind. “Oh Fark” Garrett whined, squeezing his eyes shut and causing the technicians to stiffen slightly and the colonel to rise from his seat. “Everyone get out.” Garrett mumbled, “The voices have an urgent call.” Quite surprisingly, the people in the room actually took him somewhat seriously as within a few seconds the room had been cleared of all except the colonel. As he stepped out of the room he looked over his shoulder and spoke. “We will be watching.” Garrett nodded. “Yes sir.” “Ok Nidi, I’m here.” “Excellent, I have something to warn you about. I have received a message from an allied Commander, they only just reached me. Apparently, they have recovered one of the aberrant machine’s structures. Apparently, the machines tried to attack and retrieve it. They have been repelled, however they have been maintaining reconnaissance and seem to be preparing to attempt an attack.” Thinking back to the visions from before, Garrett found his heart drop. “Where? And what?” “I don’t know what, but it is almost certainly is better in our hands then theirs.” Garrett frowned, “And where is this structure?” Back to Present. We have reports that helo 1 and 3 are down, 2 is returning to base.” Garrett swore under his breath as the report came in. It was soon followed by the barking of the colonel as he began sending and receiving orders up and down the chain of command. Garrett, sensing that his presence was quickly becoming more of a hinderance then a help to the bustling officers in the centre made to quietly exit the room, he’d almost made it to the door when his commander’s voice called him out by name. “Corporal Smith! Get your ass down to the pad. Get down there and figure out who we’ve been shooting at.” Garrett nodded sharply and began to sprint, taking the stairs three at a time, after a brief stop by the armoury he burst out onto the tarmac, a Blackhawk already spun up and the half dozen strong section scattered beside it. Seeing his approach the men began to pile into the chopper. Meanwhile inside the facility, in a locked room, Nidi smiled. Kaylee slumped back against the tile wall of her bathroom, her breath ragged. Yanking off the sleeve of her shirt she angled her body so she could get a look at the bite mark, whilst it had previously cleared, it had now flared back up, her shoulder and upper arm were criss-crossed with dark green veins with the space between them was slowly being covered by a faintly shining metal like coating, all the while a thousand tiny not-voices chattered away in her head.