Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

You brat, you have a bad premonition every time! the sergeant interrupted, and was about to scold Mendoza when suddenly there was a burst of static noise from the team's communication channel.

Captain? Sergeant? Can you hear me? It sounded like the second team was in trouble, but Corporal Rovik's voice was intermittent and it was difficult to tell.

In fact, it sounded like a scream.

What's going on, private? Avery reached out and pressed the communicator to his ear, trying to make the sound clearer.

We encountered the enemy! There are many people. But they are not Covenant people! The sound of gunfire and screams became a mess over there, and the voice of the interlocutor became more and more urgent, Oh, my God. We are torn apart. Gotta smash it! No. No!”

The communication ended abruptly with the sound of human bodies being torn apart.

Corporal! Can you repeat that? Over, Avery yelled into the communicator.

Silence wandered the room like a ghost.

The uneasiness in Tommy's heart came back, and he was completely confused. He leaned towards Keith, who was least good at ground combat here, and at the same time glanced at the door. Rebecca and Aurora were standing there intact, turning their heads to look at them. The unnatural shaking of their shoulders revealed the tension in their hearts.

Avery frowned, turned around and looked at a Marine, Mendoza, get back to Team 2 and see what the hell is going on over there!

But.

No time to argue with you, private! Avery waved his hand and interrupted him rudely, I'm giving you an order!

Mendoza suddenly pointed his gun at the nearest door, But sergeant, listen!

Now everyone heard it clearly, and there were waves of rustling sounds wandering around. Tommy's motion detector almost completely turned red, and even the gaps between the red dots disappeared.

The horrible stench that Tommy had smelled before seemed to become stronger and stronger.

What is that? Jakens asked nervously, his eyes seeing shadows flashing behind the door.

Where did that come from, Mendoza? Avery asked, momentarily forgetting about the second team.

Everywhere! I don't-

There! Mendoza yelled, pointing to the door. The Marines heard the dull sound of metal on metal, then the door exploded open.

The huge sound stimulated Tommy's nerves. He felt adrenaline rushing through his blood, his pupils dilated, his heart seemed to jump out, and infinite power filled his limbs.

Within milliseconds, Tommy saw dozens of little white balls of flesh pop up, each with waving tentacles. They skimmed the ground, formed loose formations, and then surged toward them like a flood. They dance their tentacles and can jump several meters at a time.

Without hesitation, Tommy pulled the trigger of the MA5B assault rifle in his hand, and it roared immediately. Avery's gunshot rang out almost simultaneously with him.

Whatever the hell these things are, it's better to be dead than alive.

Fire, fire! Tommy shouted at the Marines who were still in a daze next to them. They were obviously confused by the new unknown creatures, but this kind of slowness was often fatal on the battlefield.

Several knocks on the door rang out in succession, and Tommy's peripheral vision noticed that there were hundreds or even thousands of these little meat balls rolling over in his three o'clock to five o'clock fan-shaped range.

He turned around and fired in the direction with the most meatballs, trying to block their large force. No matter what these strange things are capable of, there is no doubt that their purpose is to get to them.

In an instant, there was a loud burst of gunfire.

Be careful with your head! Ellie suddenly reminded in the communication channel.

He raised his head slightly to look up, but was dazzled by the dense pod-like creatures like upside-down bats. Without thinking, Tommy grabbed Case and threw him towards the exit. At the same time, he kicked Jakens closest to him towards the exit with appropriate force. Jenkins' helmet was not fastened tightly, spinning into the air, and then fell to the ground with a clang.

Turn on your energy shield generator! Tommy roared.

The next second, these small white balls fell down like rain, hitting Tommy's energy shield and making a sizzling sound.

Private Mendoza screamed in pain as something fell on his back. The sharp needle-like organ pierced his skin and stabbed into his spinal cord. Get it away! Get it away! He drew his weapon and swung it wildly back and forth, trying to catch the creature on his back.

Don't move! Don't move! shouted Capas, clutching one of the spherical creatures and trying desperately to pull it off his friend's body.

Tommy's energy shield could hold on for a while, but these Marines didn't have the same defenses as he did, and he had to save them as much as possible.

He swung the butt of his gun and exploded the small ball on Mendoza's back. He turned around and saw Cecilia and Taut raising the energy shield above their heads and shaking off the small meat ball that fell on it.

Avery has spent most of his adult life in the military, and has been to more alien worlds than anyone else in this hall. Along the way, he had seen many strange and bizarre things - but none quite like the creatures that skittered across the metal floor and infested his soldiers.

A small ball of flesh fell onto Avery's neck, and when the sharp needle could barely pierce his skin, Avery tore it off and crushed it to pieces with his foot. He was hardly affected by the panic in his heart, but while shooting, he covered the nearby marines, Let them taste the bullets!

Case, who was thrown out by Tommy, ignored the pain of being hit by the wall on his back, deployed his energy shield, raised his pistol, and fired at a creature. It burst like a balloon, releasing amazing power. The small explosion caused the other three to explode into feather-like fragments, but more of the same kind swarmed up.

Keyes realized that Private Capas was right, that the Covenant's lock on the door must have made sense, and now it came true. But maybe, just maybe, they could retreat and imprison the creatures again. Sergeant, we're surrounded!

But Johnson's attention was elsewhere. Fucking hell, Jakens, shoot!

Jakens was terrified, his face contorted. He clutched the assault rifle so tightly that his knuckles turned white as the little things seemed to fall from the sky. It's so much!

the sergeant roared in response. It was as if the floodgates were opened somewhere, and another group of dirty, pod-like creatures rolled out of the darkness, trying to drown humans.

The Marines in front of the defense line fired in all directions, and most of them were overwhelmed. Two, three, or even four alien creatures climbed on their bodies and dragged them down. The defense line was already on the verge of collapse.

Jakens had no retreat, fear had engulfed him.

Sergeant, retreat immediately! Tommy yelled. He replaced the empty MA5B, took out his shotgun, and wiped out the small balls in front of him with a few shots. He watched with his own eyes as several Marines screamed and were drowned by these white balls, but he was unable to do anything.