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"Go! Get in now!" Alex yelled as the two spotlights swiveled toward their position. He and his team sprinted to the door where the three guards lay dead, and David unclicked a machine gun from his back.
"Stand aside," he said simply, and opened fire at the heavily armored door. The projectiles penetrated the door like it was butter, destroying the locking mechanisms inside of it. He kicked it open.
"Inside! Now!" Alex said as he jumped through, leveling his LC7 into a ready position. His team followed...
...and were met by the points of twelve rifles.
"Well, well, well...what do we have here?" the rough voice of the CEL squad's leader barked. "Looks like those jackass Black Sun officials have sent us a few presents." He took a step forward from the half-circle surrounding Alex and his team.
"This is about to get very ugly," Bernice's voice came in a whisper over the comm.
"Indeed it is," Alex replied.
"You fucks are about to learn a very important lesson," the sergeant (for that's the only thing the man could've been) said, backing up into his spot again. "Men,"-he raised his hand-"kill th-"
An eruption of gunfire exploded from the Black Sun team's guns before the sarge could finish the word. Bullets ripped into flesh and sent blood splattering onto the ground. The twelve men tried to return fire, but were cut down nearly instantly by the speed of the assassins.
The last man fell to his knees, clutching a bleeding wound in his neck, then slumped to the ground in a heap. Red alarm lights flashed all around the team.
"We need to check on that ship being fueled, ladies." Alex said, shaking off the adrenaline rush. "Get up to the landing area and blow the shit out of it so nothing can get out of there again. Then we can get the fuck away from here before more of these bastards come. You two," he said, pointing at Bernice and Morgan, "get to find the fueling areas. Now move!" Morgan and Bernice nodded, then darted off between the wall and the surrounding buildings.
Alex took in his surroundings. Two buildings formed an alley--just big enough for two men to walk through side by side--which seemed to run around the whole base. He and David were backed into an alcove in the wall where the outer door had been.
"Hey, buddy!" David looked at Alex. "We need to find some sort of stairway down into the base to find the Director. I don't think he's on that ship yet."
"Definitely," Alex replied. He looked around the corner of their alcove and saw that the nearest building's door was wide open.
"Stand aside," he said simply, and opened fire at the heavily armored door. The projectiles penetrated the door like it was butter, destroying the locking mechanisms inside of it. He kicked it open.
"Inside! Now!" Alex said as he jumped through, leveling his LC7 into a ready position. His team followed...
...and were met by the points of twelve rifles.
"Well, well, well...what do we have here?" the rough voice of the CEL squad's leader barked. "Looks like those jackass Black Sun officials have sent us a few presents." He took a step forward from the half-circle surrounding Alex and his team.
"This is about to get very ugly," Bernice's voice came in a whisper over the comm.
"Indeed it is," Alex replied.
"You fucks are about to learn a very important lesson," the sergeant (for that's the only thing the man could've been) said, backing up into his spot again. "Men,"-he raised his hand-"kill th-"
An eruption of gunfire exploded from the Black Sun team's guns before the sarge could finish the word. Bullets ripped into flesh and sent blood splattering onto the ground. The twelve men tried to return fire, but were cut down nearly instantly by the speed of the assassins.
The last man fell to his knees, clutching a bleeding wound in his neck, then slumped to the ground in a heap. Red alarm lights flashed all around the team.
"We need to check on that ship being fueled, ladies." Alex said, shaking off the adrenaline rush. "Get up to the landing area and blow the shit out of it so nothing can get out of there again. Then we can get the fuck away from here before more of these bastards come. You two," he said, pointing at Bernice and Morgan, "get to find the fueling areas. Now move!" Morgan and Bernice nodded, then darted off between the wall and the surrounding buildings.
Alex took in his surroundings. Two buildings formed an alley--just big enough for two men to walk through side by side--which seemed to run around the whole base. He and David were backed into an alcove in the wall where the outer door had been.
"Hey, buddy!" David looked at Alex. "We need to find some sort of stairway down into the base to find the Director. I don't think he's on that ship yet."
"Definitely," Alex replied. He looked around the corner of their alcove and saw that the nearest building's door was wide open.