it did against the shatterproof windshield.
“How can you see in this shit?” Bailey asked, using a loud voice in an attempt to overpower the steel-echoed rain.
“ I can't,” Lincoln replied. “Lieutenant Strong has their chopper beacon going, so I'm aiming for a spot near them.”
“ Good idea,” Bailey replied. “Sayers, go ahead and alert our beacon in anticipation of the core sending more firepower.”
“ You got it.” Sayers replied, punching in a sequence of buttons that would make their spacecraft findable to the core's equipment when the time came.
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“LT, they're weaponized!” Renaldo yelled, spotting several of the demon-like soldiers planting a large cannon into the ground.
It was primitive in appearance, though a glowing red circuit inside of the metal cylinder gave way to the fact that it was advanced, and it was a weapon.
And though it was a single cylinder, a spear-like attachment rested on its bottom, sinking into the water-drenched ground with a thud as it began to pivot.
“ Weaponized?” Lieutenant Strong asked loudly, rushing over to the open door as he joined Renaldo in watching the chopper filled with children lifting-off. “Oh God!”
It was a certainty that the children, accompanied by Wesley, were to be destroyed at the hands of this race of murderers. And though he would have given his own life in order to save those aboard the doomed chopper, even Lieutenant Strong knew there was no stopping the demons, who now began to lock their weapon onto the lifting shuttle of souls.
“Oh my God, no” Julia shouted with panic, eyes quickly turning to waterfalls as she thought of the children and their innocence. “No!” she shouted, attempting to run out to halt the demons, quickly grabbed by the grasp of Jack Strong.
“ LT!” Renaldo yelled, pointing to the sky above.
Just as the sniper had spotted a second chopper, the steel-winged demons had done the same. Taking a moment before finally adjusting their targeting system.
Lieutenant Jack Strong found himself looking to the skies above, the pupils of his eyes burning a bit as they fought against the relentless fall of rain. Two objects, though sketchy at best. One of them filled with children and heading to safety, while the second was most likely packed with needed supplies and longtime friends.
He knew that one of the ships was doomed, sensing an element of advancement when it came to the species of demons. He had thought them to be mindless-monsters, but now realized how wrong he'd been.
Lieutenant Strong watched as one of them seemed to bark orders to the others, though he did so in a very strange dialect. One that wouldn't be possible to replicate with a human tongue.
He realized how advanced the species was, in fact, noticing a special insignia imprinted onto the chest plate of their leader. They were weaponized and militarized, leading Jack Strong to sincerely believe there were hundreds more. If not thousands.
His thoughts were quickly pulled from that of military assessment, however, and back to reality, as the weapon placement fired.
It made the sound of a loud whisper, as if someone was standing over the group and had exhaled deeply. The cylinder tube ejected a single burst, though it looked as though it were made from two different materials. The first was a glowing blue, followed by the second side of the shot that seemed to burn with a crimson red.
“Picking up some type of heat signature sir!” Sayers yelled, alerting everyone inside of the heavily-staffed chopper that was incoming.
“ What is it?” Bailey asked with concern.
Before a reply could follow, however, their chopper was struck with the burst of double color. The glowing blue crashed into their spacecraft first, a full-blown EMP which essentially disabled every component of the ship. Then, a split-second later, the dark red burst struck their hull and damaged it greatly. Molten acid eating away everything in its path,
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