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"Whaddya think, dipshit? Both. Y'got guns, use'm!" barked Asher as he pulled out the lengthy blade mounted on the back of his waist. He pointed the long blade towards a building down the way. The tall structure was marked The Parish Suites by large neon sign. "We go as a group! Tighten up and move, the last thing we want is to let'em box us in. We get stuck, they'll keep comin' til nightfall, and trust me, you want t'get tha' <********> outta' here when the sun goes down."

Asher raised his blade to any approaching beasts, wanting to sink his blade into the first mutant lucky enough to get near him.

Adrian immediately moved towards a small wall of concrete and began to set up his sniper rifle. “Tripod down, weapon braced Sir, I'll be starting to cut a few of them down for yah!”
Making sure the magazine and the batteries where secure one last time Adrian placed the weapon against his shoulder and picked out one of the countless horrors from among the crowd.
Let's see what you can do then yah little devil. The sniper squeezed the trigger.
The regressor bucked incredibly hard against his shoulder, making Adrian grunt. The rifle round itself had gone through the head of his target, and all the mutants behind it and had then proceeded to break through the wall of one of the far buildings.
The marine chuckled and pat the side of his new weapon fondly before bracing it for another shot. “Tell me when it's safe for me to run Sir!” Adrian yelled as he lined up another shot. “Firing!”

Along with Everyone else, Kai continued to run, stopping every dozen yards or so to fire a number of shots at the rushing creatures. While the Marines seemed to be faster in general, every time they turned around to fire there were at least a few of the monstrosities charging ahead of the mass and gaining on them.

While the powerful fire from Adrian's RGSR did some impressive damage, the thing did not seem to phase the creatures. In fact, no matter how many bullets or Plasma pulses they fired at the enemy, they did not seem to stop coming.

And then they reached a point where they could see Asher's 'hideout'... And Kai had to halt. "Hey, Asher, I thought this was a safehouse, why's there a mob of these things there, too?" the Lieutenant asked, as they found themselves between the proverbial rock and hard place.

That's when Evelyn spoke up. "Lieutenants, It appears that we are moving away from our objective in any case, and the number behind us is smaller than that in front of us. However, there may be another way if you check the layouts of the nearby buildings."

Kai took a moment to do so, firing somewhat blindly at the creatures in order to try and keep them back. After he had completely exhausted one battery and most of a second, He had found a solution.

"The building on our left. Two storeys up there's a skyway that leads through many of the buildings towards the center of town, where we need to be." the blond shouted, giving the hand signals to everyone to head into the building. When the doors didn't automatically open, Kai simply shot them open, the glass shattering as it superheated from the plasma. An alarm went off, but no one would ever respond to it.

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As they changed directions again, Destiny spoke up. "Had I known you needed to get to the center of town, I would have suggested we go there- My group's safehouse is there, and so is the safety of numbers and a few sets of doors I know they cannot penetrate."

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Kai's and Garret's headsets suddenly chattered to life, the somewhat loud chattering of Kwon could be heard, along with the distinct sound of a Sugar being fired near its limit. The hum of engines accompanied it as well. "Well, Sirs!" Kwon began, before a second burst of sugar fire was added to the din "It appears to be like, crazy-a** F***ing zombie-land here. What the hell did you get us into?" the asian accused, before continuing. "Anyway, we've launched like you said, but none of the buildings inside town have big enough roofs, and the ones that do are covered in monsters!"

It appeared that the Shuttle and group of marines had excited the hordes of mutants created by the Drathonian plague.

Asher growled as he saw the path to his safehouse had been blocked. He cursed audibly before eying one of the clawed mutants making a dash for him. The mutant made a swipe at him, when it closed the distance, only for the minute man to duck and slash his blade upward, severing the clawed arm. With this, the Mutant responded with a horrid growl, and tried to swipe with it's left, but found itself blocked again as Surandanian used it's severed arm to claw into the attacking one. With the zombie detered, Asher raised his blade and sunk it into the beast's head. He cracked the hole open more by twisting the blade and slashing it out, effectively 'killing' his opponent.



"I tend to run t'tha safehouse when these things show up. N'from what I gatha', I piss'm off more n'more wit' everytime I get away from tha' gaggily' bastards. I think they're learnin', adaptin' t'my tactics." said Asher as he started follow the group into the building. He looked back towards the door that would soon be sealed. "I think... they knew we was gunna' go t'my safe house."

(Since people are impatient, I am hijacking Cadette's post- Kai)

Garrett's explosive had been timed just perfectly, almost. A few of the enemy had managed to get through the doorway, but the group of marines and survivors were just out of the danger zone, though Asher and Destiny would notice their ears ringing oddly for several minutes.

As spurts of flame and waves of extreme pressure concussed from the explosive, it dismantled a number of mutants, as well as the door frame and part of the ceiling, which managed to collapse, killing a few more that tried to get through despite their own damage from the blast. Only one Mutant had made it inside before the whole entrance hall crumpled in on itself, leaving the marines with just enough space to breathe and get out of there.
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As the countdown went to zero, Cibo placed herself in between it and Evelyn. She felt the shock through the suit, and whirled to bear her submachine gun on any figures that cleared the dust, but was immediately blocked off by the Ottyo liaison and it's sack of man-meat slung over the shoulder. She had to forcefully hold her fire, the lizard-like silhouette tempting enough as it was. The two fell slightly behind since the first had tried setting up a tripod, while the second had picked up the first and tossed the second over the shoulder. Cibo's eyes went wide as a third form emerged from the dust, miscellaneous claws and limbs reaching out to the two. She screamed. "Get out of the w-"

The Ottyo turned halfway around, one clawed hand pulling Adrian off it's shoulder, while the other aimed the laser rifle from the hip. A single flash, and the head was gone. "I am suspect Terran marksmanship svkkak...good. But just that." it spoke, voice well mimicking a grim Terran's tone. Cibo growled at the Ottyo in an instant as the marine was placed onto solid ground.

"Killy, Adrian, stop showing off! You'll both get someone killed you dumbshits!" she shouted. As her heart pounded in her chest, she couldn't help but notice the rapid pumping of air.

Yotruyan was hyperventilating.

At that, Cibo practically wheeled on him and started yelling what sounded like nonsense, the first part sounding smooth, the second quite coarse. The words poured out of her mouth, unbidden, the flow crude yet natural despite the clashes between what was obviously two different languages. Chances were, nobody that stood there, save for Evelyn, knew that Cibo just swore at the Surandanian in Japanese first, and then Russian, which was quite colorful when it came to profanity.

Just as she took in a breath for round two to yell even more incomprehensible insults at him, Yotruyan's breathing became respirator assisted, just faintly audible over the brief silence.

Lieutenant Hendlow was no linguistics expert, but he had taken Russian in high school and was friends with more than a few individuals that were privy to the some colorful verbiage. He was moving again, keeping pace with the group, but now he was bringing up the rear since it was clear none of his subordinates could be trusted to do so. "Adrian, keep with Evelyn. I'm covering our backs." Then, to Evelyn. "Ma'am, I don't care what you say, you are vital to not only this mission, but all those henceforth. You make sure there's someone between you and the mutants at all times. That's an order."

Next he rounded on the intelligence officer. "And Malinowsky! If I hear one more outburst from you, I will personally see to it that you are stripped of all meaningful rank! Now shut the ******** up, and focus on the goddamn mission! This is no time to get sensitive." Never mind that this all took place in front of Evelyn; the threat still stood.

If this poor soldiering kept up, certain individuals could expect to receive a boot or bullet to set them straight. He heaved a sigh, his mind briefly wondering how Gorefowl hadn't already been brutally murdered with ears poor as his or how Cibo had managed to earn and maintain position as an intelligence officer with her flimsy self-control. Garrett didn't afford his mind enough time to answer these, though; unlike some others, he was able to maintain concentration.

Where the ******** were soldiers like Jack Gallagher when you needed them?