"So, how long does it usually take for a group of genetically modified, power armored, special forces divas to prep for combat?" Worth asked, scanning the area with his rifle's scope. The trio were kneeling close together, facing each way.
"Hell if I know Slipsteam, but they should have been here by now, our position is a little to exposed if you ask me." Callahan said, as he checked his rifle for what was probably the seventh time since they cleared Kilo for their drop. "God damnit, I cant shake the feeling this is gonna jam up on me."
Powers stood up. "Screw it, why do we even need them, man? We've got two tough-as-nails, rough-and-tumble Helfighters and a god damed O-" before he could finnish, a purpleish metal egg-shaped object fell from the sky and crushed him.
--LADY LUCK PREDATOR REPORTS HAR- -- As Worth roared into his comm, the door of the pod burst open, and collided into him with enough force to send him flying, bit of his visor showering outward. A lone, gold armored alien stepped from the pod, and drew an energy blade.
"JESUS CHRIST, F UCK!" Callahan raised his assault rifle, and pulled the trigger. The satisfying cough of his gun never happend. He looked down, yanked on the slide, attempting to clear the jam as the alien slowly approached. He cleared the jam and slapped in another magazine. He looked up and pointed the gun. The alien was upon him. It slapped the gun from his hand with its free hand, and roared, its mandibles spreading wide. As it did this it pulled its sword-arm back, and jammed the blade into Callahan with enough power to lift him off of his feet. Callahan's head jerked up and looked into the face of the beast that had murdered him. The alien huffed, a noise that seemed so much like a laugh and yet so far from what one was used to hearing, and it grabbed Callahan by the neck as it pulled its blade from him, and tossed him aside as though he were no heavier then a small animal.
Callahan hit the ground with a thud, the pain that exploded in his head as it hit the back of his helmet paled in comparison to that in his abdomen. He looked over as the alien walked away, and said something in a guttural voice. His eyes drifted upward as a large ship hung above them in orbit. Its sides lit up, and it began to rain fire towards the FOB. Callahan tried to breath, but as he exhaled he began to cough fiercely, his blood splattering the inside of his helmets visor. He watched as the creature looked up wards, and his vision began to fade to black.
