by UndeadRaptor » Thu Feb 24, 2011 2:48 am
A few of the stronger soldiers fight back, but the weaker ones try running or are simply killed by the beasts seconds after they are attacked. "We need help, 2-9-8-1!" a marine shouted over his radio, and just seconds later, as if on cue, a couple dozen missiles hit one spot on the eastern wall of the freighter, and large, flesh-tearing plasma rounds rip into the ship as large chunks of metal are sent flying, most of the shots crashing into the swarm while everything else is left to be pulled into the vacuum of space. The marines, however, allow this just to escape in one piece, if possible...
"What's the plan?!" - random soldier, Mud and Blood 2.
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