Homeworld - SGL Fanfic
Back it up
"Reverse the drives, Churpie." directs LeadBeast.
"Reinitializing the drives."states Churpie."2 minutes to completion"
The squad stares at the progress bar displayed on the terminal screen.
Suddenly there is a loud bang on the compartment door that makes the team jump.
"Go away, we don't want any!" Yells Jonal.
The pounding at the door continues for a moment then stops. The Shadowguns position them around taking cover when they can.
Without warning the door rips apart is a fierce explosion that forces the team to sheild their eyes.
Imediately a dozen Torment grunts rush into the room followed by two tall figures. These taller Torment hold a large machine gun each and carry a rocket launcher on each shoulder.
All the Torment open fire on the Shadowguns, wasting the room in plasma blasts and rocket explosions. The sqaud guickle falls to the overwhelming force.
As a Torment Hellstorm approachs LeadBeast so it can gloat over his dying body, LeadBeast wonders he have done differently.
"Reverse the drives, Churpie." directs LeadBeast.
"Reinitializing the drives."states Churpie."2 minutes to completion"
The squad stares at the progress bar displayed on the terminal screen.
Suddenly there is a loud bang on the compartment door that makes the team jump.
"Go away, we don't want any!" Yells Jonal.
The pounding at the door continues for a moment then stops. The Shadowguns position them around taking cover when they can.
Without warning the door rips apart is a fierce explosion that forces the team to sheild their eyes.
Imediately a dozen Torment grunts rush into the room followed by two tall figures. These taller Torment hold a large machine gun each and carry a rocket launcher on each shoulder.
All the Torment open fire on the Shadowguns, wasting the room in plasma blasts and rocket explosions. The sqaud guickle falls to the overwhelming force.
As a Torment Hellstorm approachs LeadBeast so it can gloat over his dying body, LeadBeast wonders he have done differently.