The bushes rustled, and the entire platoon jumped out from the bushes where they were hidden. The people who had kept visiting the laboratory seemed to be surrounded, with no escape. The platoon had them completely surrounded, and had aimed their guns directly at the intruders.
The intruders looked around calmly, and reached for their backs, which had guns on them. The men saw this as an act of defense against the ambush, and shot. The explorers were shot dozens of times over, but the explorers had clicked a button before they had died, which sent a signal to the rest of their forces.
The signal was immediately detected by #BCXN and he swiftly alerted the others that they had signaled to more enemies that were coming to attack. The men immediately began climbing up trees, finding shrubbery, and even looking for the other attackers. This was still their battleground, and they could not lose the entire lab to this company.
The enemy came in droves. There were hundreds and hundreds of them, and they all held weapons of some sort. Whilst most held assault rifles, some had miniguns, RPGs, and even regular pistols. They were outnumbering the single platoon, and out-gearing them.
The captain looked in awe at the hundreds of enemies, and immediately came up with a plan. He would call in back-up, and then they would start their attack on the enemy. They would hopefully hold off the immense numbers until another platoon came to aid their situation.
#BCXN told his plan to the others using a brain transplant used to send information to the other members of his platoon. They all agreed with the plan, and they started firing at the enemy army from all angles. The army was confused, and disorganized once this happened but their commander, a man who was massively tall and had an RPG in both hands yelled out to them to shoot at the trees.
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The army immediately listened and shot at the trees. Men of the platoon dodged around the bullets, whilst some others fell from the trees from either panic, or getting shot down. Once they hit the floor they were sprayed with bullets to make sure they were dead for good.
The platoon’s men were dropping like flies, and the enemies were too. The enemy wouldn’t back down even though they had lost more than 200 of their men. Soon the other platoon would arrive, and the enemy would die, but how much damage had they already caused?
The enemy army loaded their RPGs and aimed for the lab that was still nearby. They pulled the trigger, and the moving bomb flew towards the lab. They did not care for their lives, they just wanted to do as much damage as possible to the company before they inevitably died.
The rockets that had been shot flew through the air ready to hit their target, the lab, but were instead stopped by a shield. The shield was bomb proof, and it was a shield from the other platoon they had signaled help from. The lab had been saved, and now the enemy was outnumbered.
The enemy reloaded their rocket launchers and shot at the new platoon, but the shields stopped the rockets. The battle was won, and the damage taken to a minimum, but the platoon had lost many members, and this was bad for the company, as this was its strongest platoon yet.
The platoon that came to aid them killed the remaining enemies, and shot the commanders legs. The commander bled out and screamed in agony, but no one cared. He then realized the kind of monsters that the company had made. He was brought back to the base and was to be interrogated there. Through various methods, even painful ones. They did not care for his life, and would get the information they needed from him, it was the end for the company who attacked them, and a new mission for another time.
