RonTheBlackCat
Sorry about being late! Its sophomore year for me rn and the heat is really turning on. This week is probably gonna be the busiest yet for me. Also, either the next chapter or the chapter after that will be a side story.
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1610 June 18th, 2020 CE
San Jose International Airport (Forward Operating Base)
Eric stood among his platoon listening to Second Lieutenant Ryan Scottfield as he gave them a more detailed briefing than Captain Martinez.
“We will be deployed to defend whatever parts of Interstate 280 that are still being held in San Francisco. We will be backed up by 3rd Platoon. An anti-armor squad, a TOW squad, and a heavy machine gun section will be joining us as well. It seems like the LAV-25s just got here on time so we may have them at our disposal.”
Private First Class Gregor Edwards, a grenadier in his squad, looked at Ryan with questioning eyes. “Didn’t the Captain say we will be facing demons that can throw Humvees?”
“Yep.”
“So that will be all our forces?
“Yep. Other than disorganized local law enforcement and Guardsmen, yes. 1st Platoon will be busy securing the evacuation sites in the City College of San Francisco. As the Captain said, Fox Company will be keeping our rear together so we can get the heck out if things go to hell.”
“What about Golf Company?”
“They got sent to East Bay cause those things are over there as well.”
“Any other questions?” Everybody stayed silent. Ryan sighed. “I know that this is the first time some of you have had odds so stacked against you. Some of you haven’t even seen combat before. But just like how good ol Chesty, who once commanded our specific battalion, once said about communists, we are First Marines and not all the demons in hell can overrun us. Ooorah! Let's make him proud boys!”
Interstate 280, San Francisco
Andrew tapped Terry on his shoulder.
“You hear that? I think that's our cue. Come on.”
As Andrew and Terry got closer to the on-ramp, the sound of rifle fire got louder. They had to weave and squeeze through the cars that were bumper to bumper on the highway. Andrew’s eyes darted around looking at all the people in their cars. An elderly couple in a sedan, a family of four in an SUV, a clearly pregnant mother with her son sitting right beside her. Most of them were looking towards where the sound of shooting was coming from. Most had fear and worry on their faces. Some looked at them with a bit of hope.
They hurriedly ran off the off-ramp and onto Monterey Boulevard. At the three way intersection in front of them, the one where Acadia Street went into Monterey Boulevard, multiple officers and a few Guardsmen with a Humvee were laying down withering fire.
Andrew fired his rifle as the Lancefish’s head appeared. Since Acadia Street was an uphill road, the first thing that always appeared was the Lancefish’s nose. A small mound of monster corpses were already forming at the top of the road. Because there were also houses on both sides of the street, it was the perfect chokepoint for funneling these creatures.
A few minutes later
RonTheBlackCat
Sorry about being late! Its sophomore year for me rn and the heat is really turning on. This week is probably gonna be the busiest yet for me. Also, either the next chapter or the chapter after that will be a side story.
Discord --> https://discord.gg/mhjetEK
Read 4 chapters ahead for $2
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1610 June 18th, 2020 CE
San Jose International Airport (Forward Operating Base)
Eric stood among his platoon listening to Second Lieutenant Ryan Scottfield as he gave them a more detailed briefing than Captain Martinez.
“We will be deployed to defend whatever parts of Interstate 280 that are still being held in San Francisco. We will be backed up by 3rd Platoon. An anti-armor squad, a TOW squad, and a heavy machine gun section will be joining us as well. It seems like the LAV-25s just got here on time so we may have them at our disposal.”
Private First Class Gregor Edwards, a grenadier in his squad, looked at Ryan with questioning eyes. “Didn’t the Captain say we will be facing demons that can throw Humvees?”
“Yep.”
“So that will be all our forces?
“Yep. Other than disorganized local law enforcement and Guardsmen, yes. 1st Platoon will be busy securing the evacuation sites in the City College of San Francisco. As the Captain said, Fox Company will be keeping our rear together so we can get the heck out if things go to hell.”
“What about Golf Company?”
“They got sent to East Bay cause those things are over there as well.”
“Any other questions?” Everybody stayed silent. Ryan sighed. “I know that this is the first time some of you have had odds so stacked against you. Some of you haven’t even seen combat before. But just like how good ol Chesty, who once commanded our specific battalion, once said about communists, we are First Marines and not all the demons in hell can overrun us. Ooorah! Let's make him proud boys!”
Interstate 280, San Francisco
Andrew tapped Terry on his shoulder.
“You hear that? I think that's our cue. Come on.”
As Andrew and Terry got closer to the on-ramp, the sound of rifle fire got louder. They had to weave and squeeze through the cars that were bumper to bumper on the highway. Andrew’s eyes darted around looking at all the people in their cars. An elderly couple in a sedan, a family of four in an SUV, a clearly pregnant mother with her son sitting right beside her. Most of them were looking towards where the sound of shooting was coming from. Most had fear and worry on their faces. Some looked at them with a bit of hope.
They hurriedly ran off the off-ramp and onto Monterey Boulevard. At the three way intersection in front of them, the one where Acadia Street went into Monterey Boulevard, multiple officers and a few Guardsmen with a Humvee were laying down withering fire.
Andrew fired his rifle as the Lancefish’s head appeared. Since Acadia Street was an uphill road, the first thing that always appeared was the Lancefish’s nose. A small mound of monster corpses were already forming at the top of the road. Because there were also houses on both sides of the street, it was the perfect chokepoint for funneling these creatures.
A few minutes later
