the last of my short pieces for a while, inspired by the recent stuff about CS1


Click and Whirl

The hiss of the tac-com, and the sound of the squad leaders voice, telling us where he wants us.

I'm hanging back, the MAL AR heavy in my hand, ready to provide serious firepower if needed.

Cannibal sector 1 doesn't seem too scary during the day, no carrien, no scav's. Only the insects and they're no match for the scattershot from my Lung Blower.

The scout reports movement on his motion sensor and we all go to condition red, weapons in hand, ready for combat.

We reform around the leader, covering all ambush points. No enemies appear. The scout checks again, still movement, something big heading towards us.

The scout suddenly reports that the movement has stopped. Weapons come up at the ready again, all eyes scanning for anything.

I hear a clicking noise, followed by a whirling noise behind me. I spin round but only see a shadow disappearing behind a wall. I call the scout over and he scans but there's no movement.

The stormer says he can hear a clicking noise, and the scout goes over. Again, no movement.

The ebons freaking now, says that he's shit scared, that he wants out so I slap him and shout for the squad leader.

The leaders gone, all thats left is his Bully Boy. No-one heard or saw anything. We tighten up, the scout scans for movement.

The ebon screams, says the clicking and whirling is in his head, driving him mad, I go over but don't hear anything. I shout for the scout to check.

No scout, the stormer was next to him and his arm is covered in blood, but he didn't see or hear anything.

The ebons freaking again, blasting the walls with ebb, shouting for the bastard to show itself.

I hear something like a scream, turn and see the shadow of a large manchine lifting the ebon up. The scream stops.

Its me and the stormer left. I call for retrieval while the stormer sprays the area with HESH. Dust rises from the rubble thats blown apart. I lose sight of the stormer.

When the dust settles, his MAL is lying at my feet, along with the scouts motion sensor and the ebons flintlock. I hear a click and a whirl again. Spin round, spraying the area with my MAL, mixture of HEAP and HESH, hear a bang and a hiss, hope that I've hit it.

See a shadow looming over me, look up, a shiver SCAF descending. Run on board as it's cannon opens up on a huge metallic shape thats coming out of the ground.


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