The Rhino and Grizzly tanks ripped through the bushes along the slopes of
the hills, slinging mud every which way from their heavy treads. They
regrouped themselves at the top and took the lull in the action to make
final checks on equipment. The radio transmissions were a little choppy
thanks to the storm that had moved in on the base so unexpectedly. The smoke
from my cigarette was quickly taken off in a swirl of wind, as I tossed it
into a nearby mud puddle. An eerie silence descended the battlefield as the
rain let up slightly, and the forces of both sides took their last peace
filled breath. I looked up to the horizon that was being clouded by the
darkness of the storm only to see an army of Yuri's Brutes hulking towards
["OPEN FIRE!"] The radio transmission ripped through the silence.
The tank forces slammed forward at top-speed ramming into many of the
Brutes, all of them surviving, the tanks pulled back to the GI platoons and
the GIs opened fire. Green blood began splashing about the ground as much as
the rain itself, hands, arms, even a head or two began dropping as well.
Many Brutes managed to make it through the hail of gunfire, one was almost
on top of me swinging at me with the one arm it had left it missed but I
fell to the ground dodging the blow. The Brute raised its arm and brought it
down just as I pulled the trigger on my MP5 hitting him in the face. His
cycloptic implant exploded blowing pieces of his head and green blood all
"All machine gunners aim for the Brutes heads and destroy their implants." I
bellowed into my radio.
["We can't tell where they're firing from its like- AHHH"] It blared
I ran towards the site of burning corpses, throwing up along the way, I
tried to ignore the site and smell of it all. I leapt forward sliding
through a ten-foot wide mud puddle, and came to a stop behind a small group
"If you can't hit their heads aim for the helmet or backpack, it will take
away their abilities." I commanded to a soldier.
I turned to open fire on the Initiates and almost instantly the GI next to
me burst into flames screaming in ways no normal man could imagine.
"Damn You!" I screamed as I emptied my magazine into several nearby
initiates, my clip dropped into the soft dirt, I reached to my side pack to
get another magazine, but was stopped by a heavy rumbling.