FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK He ran. he followed the group, staying just on the back side of the group, as little distance as he dared risk. there was nothing else they could do but run! he fired behind him, turning and jogging backward, his Heavy PR tearing into the creatures, round after round tearing into them, ripping bits and pieces of them off, some even lost limbs! but they just KEPT COMING.
He caught voices yelling, sounding like someone trying to toss idas around maybe, but the key words were lost to the roar of the PR, and the wails of the creatures persuing them!
tight corridors, and fucking unkillable zombies...fuck me... a lance of plasma energy from a plasma cutter suddenly ripped through the air next to him, quickly dropping one of the creatures as it detached the limbs if you can't kill them...slow 'em down.... he shifted his aim and quickly too the legs out from under the creature closest. it still crawled after them, but at a much slower rate.
That would do. he paused in firing for mere moments as he yelled "Aim for the legs! slow 'em down!"
he kept picking their legs off as they ran, picking up a little distance at a time. he looked over his shoulder between shots with the PR, past the group. where was the door?! he turned and fired again, looking back again as they came around a corner. the blast doors! they were already open from when they had come through the first time.
as they passed the 'portal' he stopped, stepping to the side and slapping the control mechinizm to shut the door. they began shutting at an agonizingly slow pace. "Oh, come on!" he stepped out in front, just behind the closing gap, took a knee and just started dumping rounds into the creatures, slowing them as much as he could while the door closed, other rounds flying all around him, driving the creatures down.
as the doors got close to closing, less than a foot or so, the creatures began trying to jam themselve in, trying to force their way in before the door could close. Alex pulled a explosive stick from his belt and stuck it to one of the creatures heads, stepped back, and just planted his boot in the creatures face, knocking it backwards into the horde, and letting the door finally slip shut. Alex pulled a trigger module out, and flicked a switch, then jammed on the glowing red button, resulting in a resounding BOOM from the other side of the blast doors.
he tossed the depleted triggering device aside, and took a couple shaky steps back from the door, and the limb laying in front of it that was still twitching. in all his years of active service, wars, battles, entrenchments, he'd seen bodies drop next to him, half of them missing, arms and limbs blown off and the person still concious and screaming bloody murder...but this...he'd never seen anything, ANYTHING like this... "What....in the fuck...just happened..."
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