As always, there was a sudden flood of responses. That was the daily life in the Corps. You either got no information you needed, or far more then you ever wanted. Fortunately it came just far apart for Morse to be able to think straight on all of it.
Duncan was dead. That was a shame, but Morse did not think on it even for a second. The two had never gotten along well at all, and at the moment their situation was far more dire then to allow even a moment for mourning. Even more upstairs were wounded and coming. Apparently there had been a Queen, or something like it upstairs. But Morse knew what he was seeing running at them down hill was one as well, or just a giant Xenomorph.
Then Sam asked about her squad. Morse then realized who the dead man was on the ground, who he now knew to be dead. ”Yer gunner got burnt up real bad. Figure in that fireball! Whatever that explosion was. Sam’m sorry, he’s gone. Giosso’s good though!” Morse said, knowing the loss of any man in a squad was a rough loss, one that Morse did not fully share yet.
< Tag Sam
Morse looked around and saw the Xenomorph horde as having closed half the distance they had before. ”Aw God! We don’ deserve this shit!” Morse commented seeing them running at them. It was a miserable death that awaited them all for sure, in a very rapid order.
Then another set of calls came through the radio. The APC was on its way. But the worst part was the amount of time it would take to get there. There was no time for anything. They’d hardly have time to load before the swarm was all over them.
Morse realized all that, just as he saw Colson and Eyeball ride up on the 242 buggy. And then Morse had a single idea, which may not have been a good one or anything short of a bad one really. But he also had a singular opportunity to do something he thought was his option, and what he found to be his singular designation.
“Hold the Hallway”. But the order was not to hold in the hallway. Just to cover the platoons back, and ensure they didn’t get to the hallway. Morse assumed that was by any means necessary as always, and he was going to do it, regardless of inevitable write up, citation, or demotion.
”Sam! We’re gonna tryin’ buy you some time! Just hurry up’n’out!” Morse called out to the last person he spoke to.
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He looked at Giosso and Wilks, the two men standing with him. Though they were the same rank, and in different squads, this was not Giosso’s first time in. ”Giosso! Hallways yers! Help em down anyway ya can!” Morse then looked at Wilks. ”You keep him fuckin’ safe! Got it!?” Morse demanded to his riflemen. He wasn’t sure how Wilks would take to that order, but it was the only man he had.
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Morse then ran out of the hall to the buggy which was right outside, an extremely short run even with all of his equipment. Morse had always been one of the fastest, and in this combat scenario he wasn’t slowing down.
He saw the buggy just outside the door and he came running up. ”You aint goin’ alone!” Morse yelled to Colson, who he likely didn’t expect him to be right behind him as he spoke it. He got up and hopped into the buggy, ejecting the more depleted drum of his M56 Smartgun, and quickly replacing it with a fresh full one, and moving his RPG to between his legs
” We’re gonna do a charge’n’strafe! Right at em! Cavalry Style!” Morse explained, pointing forward and sweeping his hand to the left. Coleslaw, this terrain aint Fredricksburg fucked! So if you flip us over’n kill us Ima kick yer fuckin’ ass you limey fuck!”[/b] Morse concluded, locking himself in so he wouldn’t fall out as he wielded his two handed weapon. ”NOW GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!” Morse concluded knowing the vehicle was about begin charging
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”Eyeball! Lock’n’stock! Open up when Ima be markin’” Morse yelled, selecting targets with this eyepiece, and seeing so many didn’t make that difficult. ”SHRED THE FUCKERS!” Morse roared squeezing his triggers on the Smartgun aggressively letting loose an immense stream of fire that was fully automatic.
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-SSG Allen Morse - Platoon Sergeant
-3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
- DEVIL DAWG
- M41A Pulse Rifle - Med Kit