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sides as the explosive waves tore through the advancing armoured troops.
Blue and red laser blasts seared through the smoke, the laser turrets opening up their rapid fire modes through the mirk. Armoured bodies disintegrated under the blasts and laser fire, limbs torn from torsos as the ferocious shocks and intense energy smashed through body protection and plate.
Inhuman screams of agony and shock filled the smoke, the Morgon commander split in half by blue laser fire from the heavy turrets. Behind the initial wave, the numerous Silakians faltered, their troops beginning to nervously fall back from the swirling smoke as Morgon infantry behind them shrieked in anger and hatred. Laser blasts swept across them, cutting down gun crews and infantry support, the bodies torn apart under the intensely powerful fire. The remaining survivors turned to run, discarding their weapons in panic and fleeing onto the track to pass their infuriated allies, fighting to break through the throng of armoured bodies as the Morgons continued to advance up the slope.
One young Silakian was roughly knocked to the side by a Morgon infantryman, his grey body armour cracking back against the rock face as the armoured soldier turning to stare in contempt at him, black helmet eyes glowing red as his weapon slowly rose in hatred against a weaker ally. Dust swirled around them, numerous silhouettes sweeping past as the Silakian trooper instinctively raised his arms in panicked defence, his body stiffening as he briefly heard the beeping pulse set into the rock face above, the proximity mines arming and preparing to detonate.
The Morgon soldier glanced upwards, distracted as the tiny flashing red light set into the rock face suddenly became constant, his scaled lips opening to shriek a warning as the flash lit up and engulfed his armoured frame.
All along the rocks explosions burst forth, rubble and razor sharp shrapnel engulfing the Morgon and Silakian troops on the tracked incline. Bodies were tossed sideways, the blast waves shattering limbs as the debris smashed against armour and combat uniforms. The screams of the wounded echoed up from below the rise as smoke billowed above, several of the upper heavy rock formations toppling onto the soldiers beneath. The two furthermost walkers’ legs gave way from the blasts, their upper heavy armour bodies crashing down onto the troops underneath. Several of the high machines behind swayed, rocks crashing against their mechanised legs and toppling the thick armour as their crews were decapitated or simply incinerated as the ammunition below their cockpits ignited.
Further delayed charges erupted, the phosphorous shooting out as intense light bathed the shattered soldiers. A wall of burning black smoke rose into the air as further eruptions rocked the cliff face, ammunition and grenades igniting under the pressure as some bodies simply disintegrated under the intense force. Power cells for the laser weapons threw acid and high intensity flame onto the bodies, their complex and highly charged internal energy corrupted and instantaneously destabilising.
Rees ran half-crouched along the forward defence trench on the heights, following the Trevakian marine as the forward soldier raised his assault rifle. The Heathrow volunteer glimpsed the black armour ahead through the smoke, a bitter hand to hand struggle having broken out at the end of the emplacement. He grimaced as he saw the large black armoured figure sweep its weapon down, the rifle cracking against the flailing combat uniformed body beneath, the figure jerking then lying still.
His eyes widened as he realised the corpse wore the same uniform as him, his breath held as his body surged with adrenalin and hatred, his body stiffening as he rose and charged past the Trevakian as the soldier dropped to his knees to fire. Bullets whipped past the human as he charged, a scream of hatred for revenge whining from his lips as his eyes narrowed.
In the
Blue and red laser blasts seared through the smoke, the laser turrets opening up their rapid fire modes through the mirk. Armoured bodies disintegrated under the blasts and laser fire, limbs torn from torsos as the ferocious shocks and intense energy smashed through body protection and plate.
Inhuman screams of agony and shock filled the smoke, the Morgon commander split in half by blue laser fire from the heavy turrets. Behind the initial wave, the numerous Silakians faltered, their troops beginning to nervously fall back from the swirling smoke as Morgon infantry behind them shrieked in anger and hatred. Laser blasts swept across them, cutting down gun crews and infantry support, the bodies torn apart under the intensely powerful fire. The remaining survivors turned to run, discarding their weapons in panic and fleeing onto the track to pass their infuriated allies, fighting to break through the throng of armoured bodies as the Morgons continued to advance up the slope.
One young Silakian was roughly knocked to the side by a Morgon infantryman, his grey body armour cracking back against the rock face as the armoured soldier turning to stare in contempt at him, black helmet eyes glowing red as his weapon slowly rose in hatred against a weaker ally. Dust swirled around them, numerous silhouettes sweeping past as the Silakian trooper instinctively raised his arms in panicked defence, his body stiffening as he briefly heard the beeping pulse set into the rock face above, the proximity mines arming and preparing to detonate.
The Morgon soldier glanced upwards, distracted as the tiny flashing red light set into the rock face suddenly became constant, his scaled lips opening to shriek a warning as the flash lit up and engulfed his armoured frame.
All along the rocks explosions burst forth, rubble and razor sharp shrapnel engulfing the Morgon and Silakian troops on the tracked incline. Bodies were tossed sideways, the blast waves shattering limbs as the debris smashed against armour and combat uniforms. The screams of the wounded echoed up from below the rise as smoke billowed above, several of the upper heavy rock formations toppling onto the soldiers beneath. The two furthermost walkers’ legs gave way from the blasts, their upper heavy armour bodies crashing down onto the troops underneath. Several of the high machines behind swayed, rocks crashing against their mechanised legs and toppling the thick armour as their crews were decapitated or simply incinerated as the ammunition below their cockpits ignited.
Further delayed charges erupted, the phosphorous shooting out as intense light bathed the shattered soldiers. A wall of burning black smoke rose into the air as further eruptions rocked the cliff face, ammunition and grenades igniting under the pressure as some bodies simply disintegrated under the intense force. Power cells for the laser weapons threw acid and high intensity flame onto the bodies, their complex and highly charged internal energy corrupted and instantaneously destabilising.
Rees ran half-crouched along the forward defence trench on the heights, following the Trevakian marine as the forward soldier raised his assault rifle. The Heathrow volunteer glimpsed the black armour ahead through the smoke, a bitter hand to hand struggle having broken out at the end of the emplacement. He grimaced as he saw the large black armoured figure sweep its weapon down, the rifle cracking against the flailing combat uniformed body beneath, the figure jerking then lying still.
His eyes widened as he realised the corpse wore the same uniform as him, his breath held as his body surged with adrenalin and hatred, his body stiffening as he rose and charged past the Trevakian as the soldier dropped to his knees to fire. Bullets whipped past the human as he charged, a scream of hatred for revenge whining from his lips as his eyes narrowed.
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