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But the defenders at the walls were still fighting back, tooth and nail. The troops responded swiftly, pouring out of the base and opening fire on anyone who they happened to spot. The necromental was the big problem, but for now they had to clear anyone out of the area first.

Light rounds burned through the air at blinding speeds, smashing into and through enemy troops. RPGs were fired at the necromental from the reinforced titanium walls, attempting to break the damn thing apart before it could do anything else.

But the situation was dire, and if they did not find a way to resolve this quickly, they would be overrun.

Fortunately for them, a call was sent out... just not by them. Force Recon was not the only Special Operations unit in Aekea today.

"Target aquired... awaiting the go-code."

Someone was aiming at the big lug that was trying to break the base open, even as the negative energy shots fired down on it. The defenders managed to take cover, but those that did not were toasted immediately. From a good one thousand, five hundred yards, the sniper with an M-107 prepared to open fire.

He wasn't military, he wasn't with the police either.

The telltale markings on his back said it all... he was a member of R.I.O.T. Four, the Heavy Weapons and Assault team.

This wasn't just any bullet, either. It was an SPR round, but of an entirely different element. The bullet wasn't the only thing that did the piercing- it was the air pressure around the bullet, or rather, coming from the bullet, that made it devastating.

If this thing could take multiple .50 caliber Wind Rounds to the head, it was one bad mother ******** wasn't the only thing, though... several other four-man teams, in black tactical gear and body armor, were closing on the base. They were all armed with high-caliber heavy weapons and ready to tear these guys a new one... all on the signal.

"Advance team in position... ready with the pain."

A man back at Raven Industries' Aekea branch smiled and said, "All right, let's show these boys how to play chess. All elements, you are weapons free."

The sound of a .50 caliber gun would be heard throughout the city as five rounds were placed downrange in less than seven seconds. Reload, ready, fire again. He wasn't going to stop until the necromental was down and out.

Regardless of that situation, the teams on the ground began feeding the zombies with Light Rounds and rocket launchers once the go-code was given, and the hordes would suddenly be beset from four different angles.

Well then he would keep firing. Five more shots would make their way towards the target in question within the blink of an eye... for each bullet, that was. Reload, recenter, continue sustained fire.

Cheers began erupting from the base as the as-yet unknown force came in and began giving the undead horde seven different kinds of hell. The RPGs were reloaded and came forth anew... but then something interesting happened.

One of the men from R.I.O.T. Four had a different kind of rocket... a Penetrator. What this did was simple- it was essentially a miniature Bunker Buster that made its way into the target before detonating a tandem charge. Perfect for demolishing a wall, a tank... or something like this.

"Take that b*****d out," the Captain shouted.

The man with the rocket launcher grinned as he fired, straight for the big lug's torso.

**

"Marines, hold your position."

The distracting element had done the Force Recon teams a world of good. So far, the force below did not see them coming. From above the mages and their shielding, they stood ready with those same Arc Disruptor rounds in their rifles- rounds which were essentially made for countering mage shielding.

Then again, one already knew that.

"Hold..."

The Stryker APCs ceased fire, and the doors at the back opened, depositing their soldiers.

"Weapons free! GO GO GO!"

As soon as they came out, Force Recon provided security from above. The force below was trapped in an ambush.

"Move, move, move!"

As one mage after another was taken out, their shields failing, the Marines posted up in the buildings above began to make their exit. The APCs below were being heated to a high degree, but during the notable amount of spellcasting they had done on them, the soldiers had exited and were moving into position to fire on the remaining mages with anti-tank rockets.

Half of the platoon did not make it. Those that did however, quickly regrouped and assessed the situation. "Leader fled, sir! Last known location was southeast."

The Force Recon Lieutenant grimaced and said, "We have to take that b*****d down. Stay tight, switch ammunition. I want Light Rounds armed and ready five minutes ago. Move out!"

The second platoon had their hands full attempting to clean out the incoming hordes that were storming the city. Anything that had armor too thick for a rifle to handle was aimed at by Javelin anti-tank missiles.

They were running low on ammunition now, as would have eventually happened. The grenade machine guns were still churning out close fire support, but they were down to their last few boxes. The heavy machine guns were doing their best to provide any sort of suppressive fire, but they were not going to hold out long.

The soldiers inside bravely defended their positions, and the rest of the division had emerged from the base by now as backup. They were still heavily outnumbered, and had the whole town on their asses, but they would not go down without a fight.

R.I.O.T. was still going, though. Just because they had blown up the biggest threat did not mean it was over. That airship still hung ominously up there... and as the leader looked up, the energy signature from the damn thing was getting stronger.

"Four-One to Control, we need something to take down that shielding, over. This thing's getting ready to fire!"

"Stand by, Four-One, we have the situation well in hand. We've recieved intel from the main branch- the only thing that can stop that shielding is to dispel it, but we don't have any counter-magical teams here. However, we do have one option we haven't tried yet."

He widened his eyes and said, "That one? It hasn't been tested yet."

"This is a good enough time for a test. We're launching in ten seconds, don't bother asking for it. We're out of time, like you said. Keep holding those undead off- we can't give you air support unless that airship goes down. Control out."

The Captain cursed and called over his radio. "Grunts, keep on punching! Control is gonna try something stupid, but if it works we will have a notable tactical advantage. For now, take 'em all down!"

The sniper placed on the roof at a mile away switched out ammunition. Now it was time for some serious fun as Light Rounds were fired from the .50 caliber sniper rifle, and seeing as one shot could take out whole groups, he couldn't help but have a grin on his face. His accurate fire helped the situation greatly, but it wouldn't be enough unless those shields were gone and gone.

**

Force Reconnaisance was still fighting.

One platoon reduced to fifty, the other consisting of just oustide one hundred, but they were still both enough to place the pain on a bunch of walking dead. On the city streets, they were battling it out, multiple fields of fire taking on row after row of the enemy.

Hopefully, they would put a sizable dent in the force before things got entirely out of hand.

**

And at the Raven Industries office, multiple containers that looked like missile pods were launched, the targeting computers aiming them straight for the airship. There were ten of them, six slots for each one. But they did not fire missiles...

No, once they got to the predetermined points, they fired spheres that were a hell of a lot smaller than that ship. The area and distance of that field had been calculated by now from combat data collected over the past few exchanges between the military and the undead, thanks to the Obsidian Wing sattelite.

Now those spheres were surrounding the damned thing...

And once they were in alignment, a series of runes on them glowed, stopping them in mid-air.

A split second later, they all released a shockwave- it was not meant to destroy, but it was meant to cancel out the runes that produced those shields. Consider it a dispel, only via technological means. Mind you, this was still experimental, but there was no better time to experiment than right now.

"Ready the missile batteries... stand by to fire on my go."