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Post by Cartwright on May 5, 2008 14:21:35 GMT -5
"Yo, Mr. Death. We got a wounded Marine here. The FNG. Took on two Strogg, killed one and got stabbed in the leg by the other. Then Iceman went ultimate badass on it and killed it. I think I know where he got the call-sign. Anyway... we might require your services." Staff Sergeant Hayek announced over the communications.
Hayek kept firing off rounds into the awaiting skulls of the Strogg. It seemed no Strogg could avoid his steely glare and his uncanny skill with a rifle. He was quite pleased to see most of the blood coating the metallic floor was of the Strogg and not of his fellow Marines. Aside from the death of Dunn, everything was running rather smoothly.
The Marines kept firing into the horde. Private Krause managed to crawl back to his original position and plug up his wound with a cloth he had kept stored in his utility belt. He quickly took his helmet off and splashed some water on his face. So far, so good. He had suffered one close call out of the many he suspected he would be facing.
PFC Lee was his usual quiet and reserved killer. The only noise heard from him was his breathing, which was currently inaudible due to the noise of the weapons fire and the shrill howls from the Strogg. The situation was not deteroriating. Yet.
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Post by catfiend on May 5, 2008 17:56:02 GMT -5
Anton kept his rifle near by in case of an attacking Strogg, hopefully none would see and attack him, Krause kept his eyes open though, his eyes were scanning for any, any at all moving to his position. Luckily, none seemed to notice. "Give me a second sir, I swear I'll be good as new." Krause said trying to stand a bit. He cringed at the pain. 'Dammit, I feel useless.' Krause thought to himself.
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Post by Cartwright on May 5, 2008 19:39:09 GMT -5
Suddenly... all of the Strogg pulled back. They were gone within an instant. The bodies began to disappear, as per normal. Something was up. Then, the warning the Marines dreaded to hear came over the intercom. It was Nordstrom.
"All personnel, we have been caught in the Strogg Destroyer's tractor beam. We are about to connect to their ship. I repeat, we are about to be captured. Over."
Before the Marines or anyone could get on the communications, the ship shook with immense force. The staff sergeant and the squad were knocked over instantly. All went black. Darkness consumed them all. Unconsciousness ensued.
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