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[b]Role:[/b] Shinra Troop - Guardsman
[b]Location:[/b] District 59 - Before the Tunnel
[b]Tag:[/b] Open[/center]

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     The armored tank roared down the residential streets that were alive with the sounds of several troopers fighting AVALANCHE terrorists and corrupted Rovers. Bullets panged off the armor of the vehicle as it sped for the drop-off point behind the barricade and before the District 59 tunnel. There were twenty troopers packed into the back, shoulder-to-shoulder; thigh-to-thigh. Some were crying, praying, and cursing AVALANCHE’s name. Many had in their heads how they didn’t want to die, while others were getting high off the panicked adrenaline flooding through their veins. Sigurd Riot, a guardsman, was smashed in the back with the troopers, frowning in frustration. Common sense would have had the Roboguard unit on the ground by now. Out of all the machines corrupted, it didn’t seem like any of the Roboguards were, but he wasn’t in charge—nor did he know the full details of the situation. As the vehicle neared the tunnel, a light appeared, shining in the darkness of the tunnel. A line of hot rounds screamed from inside it, popping troopers like blood bags and mowing down the unit holding the barricade. A missile was next to escape the tunnel, flying straight into the armored troop vehicle (ATV) and sending it somersaulting in a halo of fire, smoke, and shrapnel onto its back. The tank shattered the asphalt on landing. Troopers hung upside down, dazed and suspended in mid-air by their safety harnesses.

     Sigurd slowly awoke from his daze and glanced around the cabin. Smoke was filling the interior, the driver and tank commander were toast. A high-speed trooper had cut himself free of his harness and dropped onto the floor that was once a ceiling.

     “Is everybody all right?” he called.
 
     “Get me down!” another trooper groaned.

     While Sigurd was suspended, he could hear the heavy rhythmic footsteps of not a roboguard—it couldn’t have been since they weren’t active. It was a Giga Hunter. [i]@#$!.[/i] AVALANCHE managed to get to their Hunters too? The high-speed trooper cut down the other trooper and they started cutting the others down, while checking their radios.

[color=gray][indent]LIMA-RED: TOP CAT this is LIMA-RED, BREAK. Our transport is down, BREAK. Our location is District 59, XZ90234671, do you copy?
LIMA-RED: TOP CAT, do you copy?[/indent][/color]

     “#@$! Comms are down,” the trooper cursed.

     “Are you kidding me?” another trooper exclaimed.

     A Trooper lowered the hatch, the metal door whining as it slowly opened revealing the tunnel and the massive hunter that trudged out of it. All the troopers froze at the sight of the colossus stalking toward them like a raptor with four Rovers emerging from the tunnel at its feet and galloping toward them. The Giga Hunter fired another missile and Sigurd muttered, “@#$! me…”

     The missile struck the ATV once more. Fire filled the cabin, shrapnel pierced several bodies, and the entire vehicle was thrown once again into the air. Charred bodies and the loose equipment of troopers banged around inside the cabin, killing and injuring several troopers inside. Some bodies were ejected out the open hatch. The stock of a rifle slammed into Sigurd’s cheekbone and cracked it. The pain and the chaos caused by the flipping and rolling vehicle made Sigurd scream until it was over.

     Once the vehicle stopped rolling, Sigurd closed his eyes, wincing from his wound and panting deeply, trying to ease his panic. There were more injured troopers this time than in the first attack. Sigurd glanced around at the dangling troopers. Some were dead, while others were crying or working on cutting themselves free. What could they do? If they tried to escape, the Rovers would get them. If they made another move, the Giga Hunter would blast them again until its program confirmed a terminated target.

     “@#$! @#$!” a trooper screamed.

     “What do we do? What do we do!” another freaked.

     “Shut up and don’t move!” Sigurd shouted. “Nobody @#$ing move! If you move, the Hunter will keep attacking us. We just sit and wait for it to go by.”

     As soon as Sigurd said that, the ATV shook as a Rover leapt on top of the vehicle and curiously started scanning it. The Troopers fell silent and didn’t move as the Rover continued to walk along the ATV. A second Rover joined it and crouched low, stretching out its four legs until its body and main gun were inches above the street. The machine peered inside the cabin and started to scan. Troopers were shaking in their effort to remain still—$#@!, even Sigurd felt ready to piss his pants. The entire situation sucked. Why hadn’t they just activated the Roboguard!?

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