Shyluz wrote:Crew of the Express
"You don't know who we are do you?" Said Muse, fear welling up in her stomach. "You have no idea who we are. We were the crew of Atlas' UITU-13 Deadman's Express. We crashed here. We're just pilots," She said, gesturing to her jumpsuit. "We don't have any intel for you. Just hook us up with a Remnant VTOL, and we'll be on our way." She said sadly. Her mind flashed with images of Shura and Petya. The time Shura had gotten so drunk he passed out enroute to a dropzone, the time Petya had fixed the landing gear under fire from insurgents in Western Shyluz. She missed them terribly, they were her family. And now they were gone.
"Uh... Captain, we've got a problem. They're coming." said Yaro, loading his rifle.
"Shit, everyone, get in defensive positions behind the ROMULUS. Yaro, you try to get a hold off the Remnant flotilla, fire another flare if you have to. I don't care. Get us the hell out of here." Muse ran back behind her bricks, and charged her revolver. Yaro began yelling into the radio, screaming for evac, begging to have someone pull them out.
And then the screeching began as zeds ran up the metal staircase.
Platin swore in annoyance "I said an evac was coming." The group made a semicircle around the door and began firing, as the door burst open. Vemar and the boy had gone off to get something to hold the door shut. They had parts of a fence and were rushing back. The AMAT squad used up their ammunition in their magazines just as one zombie got through. It chopped down on Heinuburt's arm, thankfully not able to crack his armor since Frederick knocked it off with rifle and then smashed its head in. They slammed the door closed and had Vemar and the boy place the broken fence against the door. The AMAT squad piled against the door as Vemar and the boy ran to get more rubbish to use as a barricade. The zombies banged on the door and almost forced the AMAT troops off the door. However, they piled right back on, except one zombie was broken in half as they close the door. The "crawler" jumped onto Frederick who fell away from the door. He put up his arms but the zombie moved pass them and bit his shoulder. He screamed and hurled the zombie over the building's edge. Frederick dropped his assault rifle, for one of the survivors, grabbed his pistol and a gernade and ordered his team to open the door "It got me, let me buy some time!" They obeyed and he charged down, slowly turning into one himself, screaming in anger. His fired his pistol and dove into the horde, and hurled the grenade down onto the staircase stair panel. The grenade exploded, knocking down the staircase, blowing up the undead and Frederick. Except, the grenade had really saved the zombies and Frederick from a fate worst than death.
On the rooftop, the AMAT squad piled anything they could against the door. "I think that's it for now." Platin sighed. Vemar turned to the boy "Hey...um." The boy said "Alex." Vemar nodded "Okay, Alex, whatever. When the helicopter comes get in but leave the gun with us. We'll need it more." Suddenly Platin cursed and fired over the side of the building.
She swore "These bastards are climbing through a vent. The zombies pulled themselves out, on their backs, from a vent on the side of the building. It was like shooting fish in a barrel, until more came from other vents. "Circle up!" Vemar called and the Oblarenites and survivors made a circle in the center of the roof and shot at the incoming zombies. Johnston was in the middle of a reload when a zombie suddenly charged her. In a flash she raised the rifle and slammed it into the zombie's temple. For a woman who normal didn't go into the field she was quite brutal. Suddenly, music rained from the sky as an Oblarenite helicopter playing "Ride of the Valkyires" came in, guns blazing. The zombies imploded into bloody corpses as 4 ropes were lowed. The group on the roof quickly grabbed on, the helicopter still spraying lead. Once everyone had grabbed on the helicopter pulled into the sky toward the carrier to regroup and consider a new plan.