Twenty minutes later.
How the hell did it come to this? Why am I paired up with Frosty, clearing the complex and hacking security systems? My big mouth, that's why. Who asked me to make a comment about sending this "Rambo-Terminator" in alone?
"Clear," the corporal said, carefully scanning the room.
"Copy that," I replied, entering behind him and checking my motion tracker. Nothing... yet. "Clear on my end too. Do your thing, I'll pull guard duty."
Frosty pulled out his PDA and hooked it to the console. Twenty seconds later, the first blast doors groaned open like a rusty tractor.
"Frosty, we're moving. Head to the next door."
"Roger. Let's go, Michael... Hey, why are you freezing up?" he asked, seeing me staring at the tracker.
"Something blipped. Does this thing react to rats or cats?"
"It shouldn't." The corporal tucked the PDA away and gripped his rifle. "Nothing on my HUD. Might be interference from the doors. Move out."
We kept weaving through the corridors. I have some serious questions for the architects—this layout is a disaster. It didn't help the locals; it just doomed them. And the vents? Large enough for a grown man to crawl through. Brilliant.
Suddenly, a screech erupted from above. Metal groaned, and I felt a hit to my back that pushed me forward.
I spun around, grabbing the elongated head of a Xenomorph that had dropped behind me and slammed it into the steel wall. Two more were behind it.
I threw out my other hand, a repulsor blast sent the nearest one flying, and Frosty finished off the rest with a hail of pulse fire.
[ First Frag. Quest updated. ]
Frosty and I stood back-to-back. "Contact, Major. Three Xenos down. We're clear," Frosty reported.
The sound of APC cannons echoed through the radio. The hive was officially awake.
The path to the next checkpoint was a slaughterhouse. Xenos crawled out of every crack.
Honestly, I started feeling a bit... disappointed? In the movies, they're nightmares, but in this armor, they're just oversized bugs. As long as I keep them at a distance, their acid blood is the only real threat to my paint job.
"Corporal, the second team is in trouble. Head to the warehouses," McCain's voice crackled.
"Copy that!" Frosty reloaded.
"Hard to run a mission when you're short on men, huh?" I snarked. They have a massive ship and only a dozen guys on the ground. Real efficient.
We hit the cafeteria and ran into a wall—literally. A Pretorian. A seven-foot tank with a head like a shield.
It knocked me back and tried to drag me into a hole. I punched it in the face, activated the boot repulsors, and slammed into a wall from the recoil.
My head was spinning, but I saw two drones flanking Frosty. I blasted one, and he mowed down the other.
The Pretorian charged again. I caught its claw, pulled it close, and delivered a flurry: left, right, palm to the jaw, and a knee to the gut.
I grabbed its head to keep it steady. My chest repulsor—the Unibeam—was fully charged.
A blinding flash of light tore through the room, sending the giant's scorched body through a wall.
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I take it back. Xenos are dangerous. At least the big ones. My armor is covered in acid marks.
We met the rest of the squad at the final gates. McCain signaled the APCs. "Get in, Michael."
"I'll pass," I said, standing back. "I'm not interested in meeting Rykov or Eisenberg. I'll be leaving this rock in fifteen hours. Our paths diverge here."
I handed back their radio and scanner. McCain looked at my battered armor and nodded. "Good luck, kid."
I took off, flying high above the complex, ignoring the Xenos below. I've killed nearly fifty today. I'm done.
Back at my peak, the timer hit zero.
[ Quest 'Brave New World' Completed. 1000 XP. ]
[ Quest 'Hunter and Prey' Completed. 780 XP, 10 Fantasms, Gacha Ticket. ]
[ Quest 'Apex Predator' Completed. 450 XP, 10 Fantasms, Gacha Ticket. ]
Total XP from the kills: 1,595. I should have killed more! Damn my lack of greed.
Time to use the Gacha tickets.
Beseda Tea. Great. Cozy.
Jenette Vasquez. The legend herself.
Mamako Oosuki. The 'Do You Love Your Mom' lady? Why?!
Vasily Rykov. The villain as a card. Ironic.
Alien Queen (Sexy version). WHAT THE HELL, GACHA?! She has curves?! Why does she have curves?! This is twisted.
Mai (Avatar). A normal human girl. Thank god.
Yamato (Tenzo). Wood style? In space? Interesting.
Mike Harrigan. The hero from Predator 2.
Alraune Transformation (Watermelon). A secondary form as a sexy plant monster? I'll save this for a future girlfriend. Maybe.
BARREL OF FUTANARIZATION POTION (492 Liters). Silence. WHAT THE FUCK?! 492 liters? Who needs that much?! 1,600 servings of... Nope!
"Screw this world!" I activated the return.
I'm leaving this place and its perverted Gacha behind.
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