[h3][u][b]Silver[/b][/u]
Nearing the Park[/h3]

It felt as if they had been in the jungle for weeks with shit just going from bad to worse. Silver kept up an impressive pace, despite the tangled forest floors best effort to impede him. Behind the cyborg all manner of hell was breaking loose as firebombs carved their way through both man and nature. Silver had no idea if this was to their advantage or not but either way he had to keep moving.

Shots were randomly being sprayed throughout the trees with several heavy duty rifle rounds barely missing Silver. The cyborg felt a tightening in his chest as shook loose a thought for his drone.

“I’ll never get rid of the blasted thing,” he muttered to himself.

He tried, for a moment, to use his ethereal abilities to blink through a particularly thick set of ferns and vines but he was unable to concentrate. Instead he fumbled and tripped, crashing through them and falling into a puddle of mud.

[i]Planetside[/i], he seethed before picking himself up.

Before him, the ocean of trees had begun to part, several small trails could be seen with what looked like a road in the distance. Just then, a message came through from Jerry, Silver assumed that his position wasn’t worth hiding anymore as the signal from this would give him away. Sure enough, it was a notice that everyone, including the cyborg, was being tracked by the Unztadtlige and it would be raining down personalised mortar fire for all.

There was no longer any choice, if Silver wanted to live to see another day, he would have to abandon his team and try to outrun the creatures range. Even then that task seemed near impossible. The cyborg broke into a sprint, charging down one of the trails and hitting the road.

Silver wormed his way through the husks of dead vehicles scattered along the highway. Far ahead he could see that the treeline gave way to a destroyed gate as friendly markers began to appear on his HUD, a thick blob of blue.

That must be the park.

The cyborg's timing was seamless as a message came through, almost as clear as day. Whoever it was had a plan, one that involved jamming the Unztadtlige’s tracking signal. Still he was wary of trusting his own HUD, the voice could just be another enemy, though at least Silver could lead the mortars right to them.

A second message came through, one of the bioconstructs had caught up, the bastard moved devilishly fast. The voice commanded the cyborgs team to take it out of action before it reached the park. 

The clearness of the signal gave Silver the confidence to try and reach out to his squad.

[color=gold][b]“To any friendly’s out there, I can take that walker out by putting a rifle round through that thing's knees. I only need assistance in overloading its shield.”[/b][/color]

With that he parked his rifle across the bonnet of a burnt out car, focusing in on the construct as it made its way through the trees and waited for the perfect opportunity to strike.