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Determination
"We are taking out the engines.", declares LeadBeast.
The squad exits the cargo bay and rushes through the corridors. Luckie reaches engineering first and punches the controls. The doors slide open. Two Torment grunts turn to face the Shadowguns. Beyond them stands a huge yellow Crusher. Seeing the squad the Charger plants his heavy sheild in front of him with a hard metallic clank, and levels his muzzle.
The Grunts open fire.
"Shit!" Luckie darts for cover as the entrance is splattered with plasma blasts. Jonal and Ben enter the room to the left and right. Their sights raised to their eyes, they defty pick off the grunts and then target the larger Torment.
The lumbering alien stumbles back, then shakes it's head. Seemingly annoyed, it hunkers behind it's shield, and then rushes the group with frightening speed.
The sqaud members side-steps the advance, leaving the Crasher standing in the hall.
LeadBeast jabs a shotgun between it's massive shoulder blades and pulls the trigger.
A crack of thunder and the Torment is left smoking the the floor.
Ben touchs a computer terminal. It flashes red.
"This one is locked.", he says.
Jonal try a second terminal. "This one is too"
Another flashing red screen,"They're all locked out.", reports Luckie.
"Churpie," questions LeadBeast, "can you release the locks?"
"Negative, these stations have been isolated from the rest of the system", answers Churpie.
"We are taking out the engines.", declares LeadBeast.
The squad exits the cargo bay and rushes through the corridors. Luckie reaches engineering first and punches the controls. The doors slide open. Two Torment grunts turn to face the Shadowguns. Beyond them stands a huge yellow Crusher. Seeing the squad the Charger plants his heavy sheild in front of him with a hard metallic clank, and levels his muzzle.
The Grunts open fire.
"Shit!" Luckie darts for cover as the entrance is splattered with plasma blasts. Jonal and Ben enter the room to the left and right. Their sights raised to their eyes, they defty pick off the grunts and then target the larger Torment.
The lumbering alien stumbles back, then shakes it's head. Seemingly annoyed, it hunkers behind it's shield, and then rushes the group with frightening speed.
The sqaud members side-steps the advance, leaving the Crasher standing in the hall.
LeadBeast jabs a shotgun between it's massive shoulder blades and pulls the trigger.
A crack of thunder and the Torment is left smoking the the floor.
Ben touchs a computer terminal. It flashes red.
"This one is locked.", he says.
Jonal try a second terminal. "This one is too"
Another flashing red screen,"They're all locked out.", reports Luckie.
"Churpie," questions LeadBeast, "can you release the locks?"
"Negative, these stations have been isolated from the rest of the system", answers Churpie.