5 Well Crap. They are Bulletproof?!

"Razor we have times 1 small girl saying possible survivors are in the main buidling." Grabbing the small lady I dropped my main rifle as the sling caught it and kept it to my chest rig as I withdrew my sidearm.

Even as silent as the firearms these days were I still told the blond hair girl to cover her ears. "Razor copys. Heading towards you now for roof extraction." Looking to Flint I pointed upwards. "See if we can find a attic or roof access." The man nodded before Smith spoke up. "Sergeant. Got eyes on half a dozen tangos. Weird bastards..they give me the chills." As Flint looked for a exit and Jenny lined up a firing vector I got my first view at the things.

Tan or more closer to sandstone, the two legged and scaled covered Raptors came around the last house at the end of the lower section. A raptor if you could call it such. The head lacked any eyes and instead hiked near the muzzle looking closer to a snakes pits with 4 on each side.

The arms or lack there of was replaced with stubby half arms with a long foot and a half of metal. Much like a praying mantises. It moved with its head low to ground for a few foot before its muzzle raised up high as its pits moved and 'Sniffed' the air. "What in the fuck.." I said in a low voice.

"language Sarge." Jenn spoke up quietly. Trying to ease his own tensions as the monstrosities inched closer. "No roof access Sergeant. Can make one though." Double crap.

Razor squad came in to the building half a minute later while the monsters were a quarter of the way down the long section of the houses. "Hey Glenn. We got no roof access and I know for a fact the minute we get Alex down here they will be on us fast." Glenn nodded while his squad set up downstairs as they pushed up thing against the doors and windows. Making firing lines as they prepared for a drawn out fight if need be.

"I can make a hole." Glenn suggested. "Flint said the same. Only we seemed to have no attic." Scratching are heads together I contact Mowa. "Raptor to Hammer. Do you have a clean sight on the enemies?" A negative sounded back as looked to Glenn again.

Getting on the street and fighting it there was a stupid move. "I say we blow a hole and get up there for Alex to pick us up. Will be a hell of pull up though with all the gear." Glenn seconded that as he moved over with Flint to set up the explosive. "Raptor to Razor squad prepare for shock and awe up stairs. Tangos will notice so shoot when they start charging. Afterwards heads up stairs for evac."

Affirmative came back as the clicking of safeties came off. "Makeshift charge set. Blowing!" Both Glenn and Flint came put of the other rook before a explosive went off. Blowing a decent size chunk out of the wall. And seeming to crack the foundation as they set it one of the main support pillars.

note: (Person who played Glen roll stupid Low)

"Shit." Echoed out as the creatures rushed towards the noise and a quarter of the part of the upper section of the house fell off. Spitter rounds shooting out to slow the dozen enemies heading our way. Only for said rounds to bound off harmlessly. "You got to be shitting me..up, up!" Flint slung the rifle across his chest as he reached up and pulled himself on the roof before beginning to firing at the monsters.

Soon a orderly line began forming itself as Alex was called to do a hot evac on the now half destroyed roof. Though only a max of 3 people could be up there. "Focus fire on either the legs or head!" I raised my sidearm and began pumping metal towards targets. Alex coming in hot and beautifully balanced the rear of the shuttle on the house. "Next group! I yelled after handing up the little girl.

By this point the monsters were tearing in to the walls of the house trying to get in. Magazines were changed and more rounds were fired in to bulletproof scales as after a intense few minutes everyone was either on the roof getting in or already in the shuttle. "Go! Get to the roof of the main building!" I yelled out to are pilot before Glenn echoed in. "Form a perimeter on the roof. We are going to blow another hole!"

"Check magazines. If I see one of you shits missing one when we get back I am going to smoke you to death." not even fifteen seconds as the expert piloting of Alex had has on top of the center building.

We all rushed out and began firing at the horse that was coming at this building from 3 sides. "Alex! Get the winch with rope ready!" Glenn said in to the radio before I unpinned a grenade and over hand tossed it to one of the groups.

Explosives always work as the grenade went off 3 seconds later. Completely pasting two tan Raptors while wounding others. Glenn's squad firing on the wounded ones as a soft boom echoed out behind us. "We got survivors. Counting 15!"

All seemed to be going decently well until Glenn cursed over the radio. "I demand you let me up first. I am First lieutenant Rogerick!" This was why I hated officers. Even if I use to be a loyal Marine.

Soon people were being wrenched up in to the shuttle. Unsettling news arriving over comms again. "This is Apollo, I have unstable readings coming from the generator in this building. I Think it is going extreme in a few minutes. Blow in another couple. Fuck me sideways.

"Ten for Apollo. Glenn! How long before we have everyone?! Group! Tighten up and prepare to hall ass back to the shuttle!" Glenn was roping up people as fast as the equipment would let him. "We got 4 more!" Of course when things were bad enough more shit had to happen.

"I demand that you lift off and get me away from this planet. Now!" I looked back to see the Marine Officer holding a sidearm to are pilot.

"We still have people here..sir." Aled somehow made it disrepectful to say Sir. "I don't care. You all are a dispensable bunch either way. Plus I outrank you. Now lift off." A tense silence followed before a shot rang out.

A large hole now in the officers arm that was holding the weapon. All the while he was putting in more people. "We are good. Get in!" Eight men barreled in tot he cramped shuttle as the back closed and we lifted off hard. Armored bodies hitting one another in grunts. And the civilians with soft crys as bodies smashed against them.

"Alex! We need to pick up Mowa and his squad!" The pilot grumbled and shit back. "We have 3 minutes before we need to get out of the death crater! Better make this quick!"

"Raptor to Hammer. Prepare for a hit extraction!" Guns were aimed out the back door as he hit the ground, hard. Only to see Hammer squad fighting for there lives and with a man on the ground clutching at a shredded arm.

A hailfirm of metal pumped out the back shuttle door as the focused fire turned one beast in to a pincushion while the causing the other to flinch and run away. Me and Glenn rushed out and grabbed the down man by the hold strap on the back of his armor as we dragged bin bodily in to the shuttle. "When we get back you are going on a fucking diet!"

I wont lied. I screamed a bit as the thought of death on the first mission was terrifying to say the least and bu the time everyone was in only a mere minute was left before the crater of this stupid village got thrice larger.

Our pilot seemed to have the same thought as I am sure she broke the ship in getting us out of range. The blast wave still catching us and rattling the ship hard enough to knock a few parts loose. But we made it.

As that thought permeated the whole shuttle many cheered while others cried. A lot of whooping came while are medic patched up the screaming Marine who seemed to be swearing vengeance on are families. He was tuned out.

It was a solid five minutes before the shuttle docked with the Murphy's Law. Oh how it felt to be on relatively safe metal flooring. "Raptor squad. Fall in tot he armory and get magazines checked and restocked. I want a inventory of how many grenades we have left as well." The orders were all the same to all squads. While the Leaders walked the wounded officer to the meeting room where we met Murphy.

The older man was sitting in a plastic chair with a mug of coffee in hand. "Oh my. Quite a battle wound my friend. The beasts get you?" The officer now recognizing the man of this ship that seemed to elude us grunts gave us a chill.

"That it was..Colonel." Murphy nodded with a smile as he beckoned to another seat with coffee. "Well I bet you killed it. Now sit and let's talk. You four are dismissed."

We all looked at one another before leaving. Glenn talking as we got half way back to the bunks. "He said Colonel right? If that is the Murphy I think it is. He was the one who shot and killed the General's son a few years ago but since he was so well known and had the respect of many they couldn't execute him. Instead making him a Wildcat."

Letting that thought settle in for most of us that just made this ship even more dangerous. Since the General gave the Missions for the Wildcat army and had enough authority to dictate which Platoons got certain missions. We all cursed silently. "So good hands or bad that we got this ship?" Alex said.

"I say more good. We can toss around his name for more supplies , may be better equipment. Better believe if I am working for him I am going to drain this dry until I'm dead." I said.

Glenn coughed and looked at us. "A bit bad to tarnish his reputation like that no?" The moral compass said.

"I agree. With Thomas. I rather enjoy living " Mowa spoke up. Hands in his pockets while staring straight ahead. Eery fucker he was.

"Welp we got another mission I believe. Better prep and I am sure dropping off the officer will give us a bit more time." The whole group nodded before we disbanded and I began yet again doing squad tactics. Only with my personal squad and did..paperwork. Dear God the paperwork for supplies..