《Starbound: A Space Odyssey》The Floran Colony (15)
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"Elites...?" The soldiers heard a voice echoing on the room.
They tried to locate the source with their flashlights, but they were unable to find a single person.
"I wonder... How powerful you 'elites' are..." The hatred and scorn was evident in the tone of voice of the speaker.
"Who are you? And what is your objective by interfering in the Syndicate's business?" The soldier scanned the room and tried to force the other party to speak so that he could locate where he was.
The answer the soldier he received was just a low chuckle.
"Show yourself, asshole!" A more hot tempered soldier lost the patience and angrily shouted.
"Oh...? Why would i? I prefer the game of killing you, one by one, and enjoy my revenge to the fullest." The voice sounded casual but all the soldiers were veterans so they were able to detect the thick killing intent locking onto them.
The soldier frowned and then glanced at the corpse of his fallen comrade.
"Huh?" He exclaimed in surprise when he realized that the gray spear that was in the throat of the corpse was no longer there.
He felt a chill down his spine.
He lifted his Spit Fire Assault Rifle and glanced at his left and right.
*Zum*
He heard the sound of something cutting through the air.
"Careful!!!!"
*Puchi*
He tried to warn his friend, but he was too late. Another one of them was sent flying by a spear, but this time the spear completely pierced the Helmet and the head of the soldier.
*Bang, bang, bang...*
He opened fire in complete automatic mode toward the place from where he saw that the spear came from.
The other soldier awoke and started to open fire as well.
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*Zum!*
*Puchi*
A grayish light flashed once again and another one fell.
"Sir, sir!?" The soldier tried to contact his superior, but there was no response.
"Ahhh!!!!" All they saw was a green blur jumping and running around, they tried to hit it, but they were unable to get a clear view of it.
"We're all going to die..." The soldier stared forward, blankly.
*Zum!*
*Puchi*
With a quick throw, Peri took out another one of the Syndicate's soldiers.
She stayed hidden in the darkness, like a predator, waiting for the best chance to swiftly kill her enemy.
Normally she would rather go and have a direct combat, but she doesn't want to give her enemies the pleasure of having the honor of dying in a duel.
She killed, one by one, to drive them to despair, and destroy their determination.
Revenge isn't something you must aquire immediately.
Her black eyes glinted with viciousness when she glanced at the remaining enemies. She waved her hand and the gray spear once again appeared out of nowhere in her hand.
She got in the stance and mercilessly threw it once again, aiming at the heart of another soldier.
...
John looked back. He was still able to hear the sound of gunshots and screaming coming from deep into the Outpost.
"Let's hurry..." John beckoned for the kids behind him to hurry. He must bring the Florans to safety first and then he would go back and look for Peri. Even though he feel that she is strong, at least stronger then him, he was still worried that something unfortunate may happen.
John and Moa had already freed everyone from the cages and they left the room and started to look for the nearest exit.
They were close to the backdoor by following the soldiers' map.
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Once they got near the backdoor, John realized it was closed, and Moa would be unable to open it up because there was no power in the base.
"Get to cover, I will blow it up." John spoke to Moa and went by the huge metal door.
He reached for the Volatile Powder and placed some bags filled with it by the door. He used more than 5 kilograms of powder, that was about the weight of 2 Core Fragments.
He retreated to a safe position and took aim.
*Boom!*
As soon as pressed the trigger of his assault rifle, the powder exploded making the door become nothing more than burnt scarp metal.
John's ear was ringing from the explosion. Even though he was relatively away, the explosion was done in closed door and sound completely echoed throughout the whole Outpost.
He shook away his dizziness and looked at Florans. They were fine.
John took his weapon and was the first to leave, he wanted to make sure everything was clear.
They were just outside the Outpost, everywhere around was covered in trees, so the visibility was very low.
The light coming from the rising sun, however provided way more comfort than the dim lights of the base.
The Florans were more than happy for being basked with the natural light coming from the yellow sun in the horizon.
"Alright..." John looked back and flashed a comforting smile toward the kids. "Everything is-"
*Bang*
John felt the killing intent locking onto him, but it happened way to fast and he was unable do dodge.
*Splat*
John started to fall forward with blood splattering from the gaping wound in his chest.
The bulled completely destroyed the Scouter's Chestguard and pierced his whole flesh, bones and organs that were in the way.
*Plop*
John's body fell on a pool of his own blood. There was a terrifying 5-centimeters radius hole in his chest, right at the place where his right lung was located.
He tried to breath, but it was difficult, his eyes were getting blurry and he started to lose all his feeling of heat.
His lips trembled as he tried to utter some words.
"Run..." He spoke toward the terror-stricken kids while he tried to cover the bleeding and stand up.
Moa was the fastest to recover, he turned and started to led everyone back to the Outpost.
*Bang*
Another shot rang out from the forest.
...
*Puchi*
Peri swiftly dodged the barrage of bullets coming from the last soldier and swiftly finished him off with a spear at his heart.
"Elites..." Peri looked at the 12 bodies at her feet. "Humans are so weak. They depend too much on their weapons and technology." She said scornfully.
"Combat is more than just weapons, technology and training..." She turned around left the place without glancing back.
Her incredibly developed senses easily caught the scent left behind by Moa, John and the other Florans.
She started to follow it.
When arrived by the door she saw John and the kids that were already outside.
She was about to call them out when she saw him turning around and flashing a smile. "Alright... Everything is-"
*Bang*
She saw John being shot at the chest and fall directly on the ground.
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