AdonisSniper wrote:
Treadwell, who went on a very successful mission.
...successful in that we left no one behind but mutated monsters. But the station went kablooey! The Company will have some words for us on that one, I'm sure.
And I think I might have accidentally cheated by losing count of the hits I took. I might've taken my third one during the final rush, I'm not sure.
But it was great! My in-character report:
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Our GYSGT divided us into two teams of about 6 Marines each, Red and Blue, and put me in command of Blue. Armed medics were part of both teams, and there was an engineer available to either.
After a safety briefing and requisitioning, we piled into our dropship and received instructions from Sarge while en route to a scientific research station in orbit of some planet or other. Seems their work had gone wrong somehow and we were to see to the safe evacuation of surviving personnel. A couple of Suits were tagging along to ensure there would be no undue loss of Company property...and probably wander into the line of fire a lot. Sometimes I wonder if the term "Precious Cargo" is overused.
The second we boarded the station a freaked-out scientist confronted us with a sidearm, not knowing friend from foe. I managed to convince him to surrender the weapon, but he was still scared to death and wanted us to take him out of there immediately. But we had a mission to complete, of course. Sarge got a key from him and we were able to open the door out of that small chamber and proceed into the station.
We entered a hallway with an open room to the right. The station seemed to be on low power as the lighting was dim, but we could still see that human remains were scattered about. What the hell had they been up to in this place?
The side room had a door on the far bulkhead that the key would not unlock. The engineer set about cutting it open as Red team covered him. We Blue covered another sealed door at the end of the hallway.
Against my instructions, the hysterical scientist followed us in and continued to whine about all of us getting out of there. In my head I named him Hudson.
Red got through the door and were immediately assaulted by a bunch of mutated freaks. They looked like they might've been human once, but now they wanted our blood. Blue stayed firm at our positions as Red handily put the monsters down. They secured the next room and found it to be a dead end. Our turn.
The lock on our door was damaged so our engineer did his thing. We got inside, and, sure enough, more freaks. We managed to eradicate them with no losses.
We found ourselves in a room with an elevated podium and a couple of tables, one with an active terminal. I was able to poke around the status of the station's main systems and found that the reactor core was overloading. I tried to shut it down remotely but it didn't work. Looking over my shoulder, Sarge determined that the core's cooling rods had been removed.
By now we began to realize that the low hum we'd been hearing was getting louder. Holy shit, that's the reactor melting down! We needed to find those rods, fast.
Oh, and the environmental systems? Failing. Hoo-rah.
(to be continued)
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