by UndeadRaptor » Wed Oct 06, 2010 1:08 am
Soon, the lieutenant leading the platoon fighting Vong forces ran up to the signaller, who was trying to call in reinforcements from either the air or nearby ground platoons. "Private, what's the status of our reinforcements?!" the lieutenant shouted to him, as plasma bolts were sent crashing into the Vongs. The signaller called out to his commander nearby soon after getting static from a just killed radioman, saying, "terrible, sir. Air force is preoccupied in helping the fleet fight off Vong forces in the air, and any ground forces are in combat right now. We got another platoon and a few more tanks along with supplies coming down to this mountain, but other than that, we got no help, sir." Plasma shells and incinary canisters crashed and plowed into the ships attacking them, as the landing boats enter the atmosphere of the planet below. The destroyer, the biggest of the fleet, fired it's lone super cannon into the lead ship, intensivly heated plamsa cutting through it's left flank...
"What's the plan?!" - random soldier, Mud and Blood 2.
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