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Evac
Posted By: Reiyou<tristan98006@yahoo.com>
Date: 6 May 2004, 1:46 AM


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4679 12th Omega P.H.F
93,716 years before Human Recorded History
2203 military standard time




      Auren dropped into the lukewarm pond. The water went over his boots and went into his socks and started to soak his feet. Someone complained.
      "Can it! Be glad it isn't cold!" he whispered harshly. This brought him to the swamp at large. There was no sound. No birds, no insect calls. Not even wind. He startled as someone stepped on a fern.
      "God damn it! It's too quiet!" Kess swore. Auren looked at him and then back. An all too familiar hump-backed shape appeared.
      "Son of a bitch! Contacts people! Let them have it!" Auren called out and aimed at the flood with his carbine. The chatter of weapons fire shattered the silence as a firefight broke out. The flood lost as the troopers used Infrared Vision and picked off the bright red creatures.
      "Keep it moving! Let's go!" Auren called out and broke into a jog. His boots sunk into the moss peat occasionally and it soon was annoying. He looked up and saw dozens of infection forms.
      "Shit! Contacts! Above! OPEN FIRE!" He shouted and dropped to one knee with the carbine braced against his shoulder. He fired and infection forms attacked him but died under the fatal flak.
      "Sir! Structure sighted at 156 meters Core ward!" Someone shouted. Auren looked Core ward and sure enough, there it was.
"Move it! To the structure! We need to get up top!" He shouted and picked up the pace. He took a quick look at his squad's bio monitors and saw that everyone had an elevated pulse. He reached the base of the structure and spun to provide covering fire for his soldiers. A flood vaulted high into the air.
      "HEADS UP!" Auren yelled and fired. The slugs blasted apart the flood and Janice, who was rear-guard, gave silent thanks and turned to cover them.

      This was bad; Auren couldn't find a way up until he saw the platforms circling the building.
"Hope you're up for jumping! Up on to the brace and move up. I'll be right behind you." He said to his passing squad members. They scurried up the brace and up on to the first platform, with running starts, jumped 10 meters forward, and up. Auren slotted the carbine and pulled out the Rocket Launcher. He activated the targeting gear and dropped to one knee. A pack of eight charged him with a mass of infection forms. He targeted the one in the middle and fired.

      The rocket screamed forward on a pillar of smoke and fire. The flood pulled memories of this weapon and figured to dodge at the last second. Too late. A fireball exploded among them as the Type 1 blew them all to hell and bits. Someone cheered from up above. Removing another rocket he snapped the targeting gear and forward barrel down to drop the next rocket into the tube. He scanned the area for another cluster and found another swarm sprinting towards him. He didn't bother to lock on and fired the rocket at the first. Bits of rotting flesh rained around him. He reloaded. Auren checked for anymore attacking and he unarmed the firing mechanism. He climbed the support and hopped to the first platform. After a series of jumps he heard the roar of the drop-ship circling. He grinned and hurried by increasing the pace of his jumps. He heard a scream from the comm. And he looked up at the edge and saw a shambling mass. He drew his pistol and fired at it when he saw green and blood mist as he shot the form. It dropped next to him and he looked at the shattered visor. Even with the massive hole in his right eye, Kess was unmistakable. He felt the blood rush from his face as he realized he killed one of his own team mates. He holstered the pistol and climbed up, pale. He found his other remaining squad mates on the roof, surrounded by spent brass and pools of blood. Flood infection forms surrounded them and the drop-ship circled. He got the rocket launcher out and took out the type 1 and loaded one of four of his type fours.
      Better give them a funeral pyre. He thought bitterly and targeted the middle of where his two former friends lay and sent the rocket on its way.
A blindingly white light dome appeared and everything in its radius vaporized. He was the sole survivor and he couldn't help the unbidden tears that came with losing all of his friends. The drop-ship, attracted by the flare of hell lowered down onto the roof. Two other soldiers dropped out and scanned the area.
      "Sir! Where are the other three?" One of them asked. Auren dropped the rocket launcher and approached the craft as though he was in a dream.
      "Gone," Was all he said and he climbed into the drop-ship.
It took off with a howl and a blast of wind.

      Kess rolled over and clutched at his eye. He got out his emergency med kit and injected chemicals that reversed the cell's specialty and basically redeveloped the missing organ, as cells nearby would scream out that something was missing. Thus, his eye regenerated and so did the bullet wounds on his body. He enjoyed the feeling as a warm sensation spread out through his body. Then he ran a systems check and to his dismay, the radio was destroyed, along with his IFF beacon. He looked up to see the drop-ship soar into the mists. He got to the roof and found the glassed area, where a type 4 apparently went off. He swept up the discarded rocket launcher and slotted it to where his carbine, would go. The other weapon was only a few feet away and he picked that up as well. He checked his map that was thankfully intact. The nearest outpost was 126 kilometers up-spin. He sighed and started hopping down the platforms when a blue pulse alerted him. It was 343 Guilty Spark.
      "Reclaimer, I need your assistance..." The AI said. Kess sighed again, twice within two minutes. He waited for the teleportation grid to spirit him away.





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