Twisted Thoughts : Die and Live no Pain

Back in time in outer space, a team of space marines had been assigned to rescue a certain prominent scientist. Although they had had a hard time locating the scientist but they finally found him in a deserted laboratory. He had sustained injuries heavily during his escaping from his expedition in the planet that he had been researching for many moons. He held something precious in his arms and told the captain that it must reach the mothership no matter at any cost. The package was slightly bigger than any usual briefcase but the casing was so hard as though nothing could break it. "Captain, quick! We don't have much time", the captain's marine reported that a herd of aliens were fast approaching them. "Okay, doctor, you need to run! Can you?", as the captain held his arms to lift him up. "No, Captain, leave me here, I can't", the doctor had no more energy left and his injuries had badly done him. "Remember, it must reach the ship", that was his last words while he pushed the black case into the captain's arms.

The marines had ran as fast as they could with the black package in their hands back to their defending bunkers. These bunkers had been deployed as their safety exit before their dropships returned to retrieve them. "Blue 1! Blue 1! The baby has arrived! We are ready to go!", the reconnaisance corporal yelled into his portal communication device, for immediate extraction, as he entered the second bunker. "Alright, baby, coming up, in 10 minutes!", the first pilot immediately made the response. The two dropships had been hiding at a nearby distance so no enemy aliens can detect their presence. A cloaking device had camouflaged these ships. This technology was only made available to all air ships so they could fly in and fly out of enemies zone. First pilot Renee Stewarts had been anticipating for such type of missions since her graduation from the spaceflight academy. Now, these two blue dropships ermerged from their camouflage and flew at top speed to retrieve the marines.

"Alright men! hold this bunker, we are getting out in 10!", the recon corporal yelled at the top of his lungs, cocked his rifle to get ready for the incoming aliens. No sooner than one second, his comrades had began firing away at the approaching enemies. "Black 18, Black 18, prepare for nuclear attack", someone unknown had messaged them through the recon's portable communication device. The message had came in the right time. The team was glad that someone will be shooting a nuclear missile on their enemy. However, their captain had no idea who was that and he had received no further objective from their battlecruiser that there will be a nuclear attack. "Find out who is that and man your post, men!", his instruction had brought his men back to focus and the aliens are coming nearer each seconds. Within two seconds, a bright light appeared above the holding bunkers. Though dropped slowly but the explosion had been fast. The explosion, within it's radius, had sufficiently terminated the first herd of the attacking aliens. "Fire away, boys!", the Captain aimed and fired at their second group of attackers. The second herd of aliens had reached the two bunkers within seconds. The attacking herd had became mad and were spitting ballistic acid towards the bunker. These two bunkers had to fight to defend themselves until their dropships come to take them back. Another five minutes, Renee will be reaching the extraction point. "I am coming, baby!", she kept telling herself. Hopefully those two bunkers are still standing when I arrived as she flew her ship towards them.

The first front bunker had began to crumble under the continuous acid attack from the aliens. In the bunker, it smelled heavily of acid burnt and the stench had not deter the team from losing this battle. Unfortunately their ammunitions had began to go low. The aliens were not retreating and they were determined to get into the bunkers. "Lieutenant, we are coming low! Low!", yelled one of the marines to young Ambrose Mika. "Switch to burners!", the marines had their rifles' ammunitions switched and begun torching their attackers. The second bunker suffered no less than their other team in the first bunker. "Switch to U-18 and burners", the captain had instructed his team with his index fingers and thumb showing the U. "Contact the dropship again!". The first bunker had began to crack under the alien's acid. "Hold it, men!", the lieutenant had begun to pray for the coming fast of those dropships. "Lieutenant, breach! breach!", the attacking aliens finally managed to creep into the bunker and begin its killing second team of Black 18. In the second bunker, they could hear their comrade's screams. The last sound of bullets being fired out from the first fallen bunker had indicated everyone in there were dead. "In the name of Jose," half of his team were killed in this rescue mission. The last man in the first bunker took his last stand, cocked his handgun, and released off the burner's tank so the gas filled the whole bunker. The gas fume had no longer bothered him anymore like his training in the Academy. It had smelled heaven now for the marine. "Die and live no pain", that was the marines' motto and he smiled at the thought of it. "For the love of my wife, Shereen!", and he pulled the trigger. That moment, the whole bunker was engulf in blue flame, sucked everything in and finally blew everything out. The explosion had took away everything in the bunker with it.

A big boom was the last sound that came from the first bunker. Then, it came crashing down like a sand castle being washed away by the wave. There were still some remaining alien attackers and had turned their focus to the second bunker. "10 seconds, guys, I am coming!", the recon's portable communication device radioed out to them. "Come quick!", the recon personnel had responded to the mouth piece. The second bunker had begun to rattle under the heavy acidic attack from the aliens. "We are falling Captain!", yelled one of the marines. Some of them had succumbed to acid injuries and died. He had been holding his rifle and torching his attacher for almost 10 minutes and it had looked like a very long time. At least he had thought the bunker is still standing and not yet the necessity to put an end to everything. However, his fear of dying in an unknown and desolated planet were becoming nearer and nearer. He wished the dropships had arrived to bring him and his remaining team away. Alas! Dropships had arrived in time to the remaining standing bunker. "Oh god", cried Renee as she pulled her dropship directly below the bunker.

"Fire away, gunners!", Renee ordered her gunners to start shooting those creatures. The heavy firepower from her dropship had force the attackers to retreat to a few distance. Unfortunately, the bunker had cracked at one side of its wall and one creature had entered through the crack. The marines were terrified and had began shooting at it. It forced the alien to back up a bit but it was still determine to move further. Renee turned her dropship around and her gunners spray bullets at it. It ran away unhurt. "Up! Up! Boys! We are going home", she had let down her bay doors for the marines' extraction. The marines ran up into dropship's belly. "Go! Go!", the captain had yelled to his boys. When the last marine had safely entered the dropship, the bunker crumbled like the first bunker. The two dropships turned around and flew up and make their returning trip to the battlecruiser.

Meanwhile, commanders in the battlecruiser which was orbitting outside planet, received good news of the Black 18 success mission. "Now we have the package", Alexei nodded to the Chief Commanding Officer. "We will start the Human Next project", the CCO grinned back at him.

williamwilstroth... fire away... fire away....