War of Worlds 1

The beaches of Delaware were in chaos. Craters created by tank shells,  vehicles ranging from jeeps to tanks torn to shreds, and mutilated human limbs were scattered across the battlefield. 

It was a horrible sight to any civilian who lived to see it, even to the soldiers who were used to war were terrified of the sight before them, but not for the same reasons.  

For, at the center of this warzone stood ten Yinzea, completely unharmed besides a few scratches.  Their strength was unrivaled, unlike anything the people of earth had ever seen. They had torn through any opposition with the ease of a heated knife through butter. 

With ease they had dealt with the first wave of responders, them being police officers and other law enforcement. Even when Delaware sent out its national guard it was nothing short of a massacre.  

1,928 people had died in less than three hours. 1,600 of them were military, the remaining were law enforcement. All of this is done by 10 beings of unbelievable strength.  

The only reason the casualties weren't higher is that the Delaware National guard decided to pull back and wait for reinforcements before they lost the entirety of their forces. That and the fact that the Ten Yinzea didn't advance from their spot on the beach, choosing instead to stay where they are.

Unfortunately(for the humans) this wouldn't be the case for long.

....

Uptop a building nearly a mile away from the beach laid a white man in his thirties. Currently, this man wore a standard military uniform and was aiming a high caliber sniper rifle meant to pierce tanks at the Yinzea. 

This man's name is Reco Ruzo, a previously retired special ops unit who specializes in sniper operations. During his time in service, he could hit a target up to 1600 meters away ( or a mile) and had over 75 confirmed kills.

His, along with a hundred other snipers, mission was to observe the creatures that occupied the beach and take any necessary action if they began advancing. 

Though if Ruzo was being truthful he didn't see the use of this at all. He had seen these things get shot by a sniper and shrug it off, hell he was one of the people that managed to get a pop off in these thing's head.  Spoiler, it didn't even leave a bruise.

'Why the hell aren't they calling an airstrike or something? Even if it failed they'd at least know for sure that it wouldn't work.' Thought Reco as he adjusted his sights slightly.

These things were powerful and vicious, a single one of them slapped a tank on its side with one hand! These things weaknesses (if any) were definitely not close combat.

Reco's lips suddenly twitched as he realized why they hadn't called an airstrike, or something similar.

' Fucking politicians and their insatiable need to screw shit up.' 

This beach and the town around it were a rather large tourist attraction for the state, it is rated one of the top ten coastal towns in the country. If the beach or god forbid the town, was destroyed it'd put a sizable dent in the pockets of those involved with the area. 

Although Ruzo somewhat understood the viewpoint of those who profited off this town, he still thought it'd be well worth it.  Nearly two thousand laid dead already, and he didn't want anymore.

The sudden displacement of water behind the creatures brought him out of his thoughts. 

Tightening his grip on his sniper Reco watched as the ten Yinzea arranged themselves in two rows diagonal to each other, almost as if-

" This is your commander, all units get ready to fire at whatever the hell comes out of there." 

Reco's eyes widened at the stupidity of that order.   

" Sir if we do tha-." However, before Ruzo could voice his thoughts his commander interrupted him.

" That is an order! You will not argue with me, soldier! Now get ready to fire!"

Reco gritted his teeth in frustration. This was suicide! Even if they managed to somehow kill what his commander no doubt believed to be their leader, the remaining ten monsters would most likely start to advance! 

While evacuations were underway they still had a few hours before the town was completely vacated. If their enemy decides to attack now the civilian casualties would be in the tens of thousands. 

However, before Reco could state his opinion, the water parted as a female variant ( it's quite obvious it was female with three sets of breasts) walked gracefully out of the water, her tail swinging smoothly in the air as the sun gleamed off of her sharp claws. 

Even though Reco didn't agree with the plan, he still didn't hesitate to fire upon her form.

A good soldier follows orders after all.

Pulling the trigger Reco felt like time slowed down around him and him only. He could see the bullet exit his gun's chamber and trail down towards the female variant of these monsters.  

Ruzo had up until now only felt this once in his life, and that was during the American-Russian war a few years back, one they were still recovering from. 

He was forced to take refuge in a tree in the middle of winter,  he had no backup as they had died previously, three Russian soldiers were looking for him that knew his general location, and he was coming down with hypothermia. He was going to die, by the cold or the soldiers he didn't know. 

Then a bit of hope shined his way. The soldiers who were looking for him had camped out, right under his tree. This was his chance, he just needed to kill them, heat himself by wrapping himself in their clothing, and make it back to the checkpoint. 

 But, there was an issue. He didn't have a knife, nor did he have enough strength to snap their necks or strangle them in their sleep. All he had was a sniper rifle and a single bullet. 

So he waited. For hours he watched and calculated the trajectory needed to kill the three of them with one shot.

Then he saw the moment, and took it, the bullet going through two of the three men's heads and ricocheting off a metal bowl into the last one's heart. All the while he saw it in slow motion. 

Every single detail from the bullet slowly piercing the heads of the soldiers, to the splashing of brain matter on the nearby trees, Reco remembered everything.   

So for him to be experiencing that same thing, it meant this was a moment that would decide whether or not he perished tonight. 

And as he observed the bullet he shot along with the others coming from all angles getting closer and closer he couldn't help but have a sense of anticipation.

Then he snapped back to reality as he remembered the horrifying truth of the beings in front of him. These weren't like enemy's any man or woman had fought on earth. 

These were monsters, and what happened next only proved it. 

If Reco wasn't in what he would later call "Slow-Mo mode" he wouldn't have been able to describe what happened next.

In the span of the time it took for the bullets to reach her, the female's tail had risen in her defense. When the first bullet, his bullet, had reached her she didn't simply block with her tail or knock the bullet to the side.

No, with more precision and skill than of the greatest of human sword masters, she cut it in half. 

Then she did it to the next one, and the next one after that. She kept going until all the bullets that were fired at her were perfectly cut in half. 

When she finished, so did Reco's Slow-Mo, and it allowed him to realize that all that took only three seconds.

Reco's reaction?

 Laughter. 

The laughter of a man who could do nothing but cackle at the absurdity of his situation. 

Not even paying attention to her anymore ( What was the point? He was going to die anyway.) Ruzo took a second to look at the sky.

" How beautiful. To think the sky looked so bleak and polluted before now."  Reco said to himself, allowing a small smile to form on his lips.

Maybe when he'd die he would thank God for allowing him to see such a sight before he passed.

Unfortunately, the rambling of his shitty commander interrupted his sky gazing.

"Alderez keep firing your fucking gun! Morgan! If you leave your post you will be charged with mutiny! Reco sna-" 

Reco promptly threw his radio which was strapped to his shoulder off the roof, completely ignoring both the ramblings of his ranking officer and the hundreds of kin of the monsters coming out of the sea. 

"Ahh, Today's such a nice day."

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