Fiction: Group 4
to be smoothly executed by a well-aimed shot from behind; these ones died neatly and quietly, rifle rounds
through the head.
However, one of the cadets who ran early managed to abandon their unit just in time before it too was
blown up.
Cowering for life behind the roots of one of the trees, waiting until the the frequency of gunshots slowed
down.
Then and only then did cadet finally allow a sneak peak at what nearly destroyed his squad.
What it was can best be described as a demon from hell.
It’s skin smoking all over and even burning in some parts, the dent in it’s chest was still smoldering from the
impact; soulless eyes scanned the ground, disfigured face striking fear into the deepest parts of the heart. It
moves slowly yet methodically, checking every single unit for it’s pilot; giving mercy killings for those
bound for death.
Eventually, it moves onto the remains of the cadet’s unit. Scanning it’s surroundings, it halts with it’s head
pointed directly at the hiding spot. Overcome with fear, the cadet scrambles back into cover.
There was silence, suddenly followed by a stampede of metallic stomping ended with the cadet being just
meters away from the mutilated metal mass. Now with increased clarity, two white words stand out.
ARCHANGEL
Eyes wide with fear, the cadet drops down on trembling knees and raises
hands into the sky.
“Please... don’t. I have a family, two lovely kids and a wife.
I promise, I won’t report back. In fact, I’ll tell you everything I know!
Just let me live! I beg you!”
The monster stopped, as if those words hit some human part in it’s soul.
Calmed by this act, he slowly began to stand up. A three shots sounded from afar.
Anti-armor shells are designed to gouge gaping holes out of armored vehicles. As one can imagine, a shot
from one of these things will basically kill anyone. The thing is, that isn’t an explosive shell, it would have
been cleaner. Those rounds were KE or kinetic energy penetration rounds. Essentially, it’s a huge metal rod
fit into a slug. The slug would rip apart metal plating while a secondary explosion ensure the rod had
enough kinetic force to shred apart anyone inside. The end result isn’t exactly a pretty one.
They came with no warning at all. The cadet wasn’t even aware he was going to die when before being
ripped asunder. Before the crimson spray could settle over the plating of Archangel, the other two rounds
had already impacted.
When Geyn returned to his senses, the first feeling he had was that of intense pain all over his body. In spite
of this, his training kicked in as he scanned the forest until he spotted the enemy unit fleeing.
Putting the target in his sights, he lets loose a three-round burst of his own.
The first two shots managed to heavily damage the chest armour.
When the third shot hit, it didn’t stand a chance. It went through, leaving a one meter wide hole out the
other end.
The target slowed down from a sprint to a standstill as if only just aware of death.
Looking down at the river of oil and blood pouring out of it’s chest, it placed a hand over the source of the
bleeding. It then stopped moving, fell over and shut down.
