Fragile Knife ; Scouting Boundaries

[zaintahir 458]

Scouting Boundaries

 

"Fine then", he proclaimed. "We have no other option, we shall all stand to this force that opposes us. We will join the Survey Unit and we will fight the enemy head on and win this war, for humanity!"

 

Next scene, the soldiers ride on agile bikes that strangely resemble horses. "Alright Troops", screamed the commander. "Show your strength! If we defeat the enemy here, it shall be the first outpost for humanity outside of human territory, it could open a whole new world for us and make many corridors available, if there is any moment that was more crucial than your training, it is this!"

 

There is rain, and fog. A hundred soldiers are present in the field, however only the offensive squad separates from the main pattern to surround the target. A large bulky figure was in the middle of their circular formation. It was off white and seemed as if it was armored, and it was standing at about 8 feet tall. "9th Squad, Advance!" ordered one of the soldiers. Out of the 20 soldiers circling the figure four of them jumped off the bikes and used trees around them to stay out of melee range. The 20 soldiers are driving around an area full of trees in circles. in the middle there is only the naked ground with the figure standing in the middle. "Stay alert! Just like the drill boys!" Three of the soldiers whipped out handguns and shot the figure as flawlessly as possible while jumping off the trees with harpoons. The fourth soldier unsheathed his sword and started to parkour towards the figure.

 

"Brian, take it out! Slay the beast!" The soldier named Brian was on the edge of the treeline and only 30 meters from the figure. He used his harpoon gun to shoot it towards the other side of the treeline which was another 30 meters from the figure. He used the side of the tree he was perched on to give himself a boost as he flew to the other side of the treeline. As he was flying to the other side at about the speed of a small bird he swung his sword towards the white figure to decapitate and kill it. "Now, you die!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, adrenaline pumping threw his body. He swung his sword. Suddenly there was movement. A metal clash, then a wet plop. A sword drops to the ground. Shock. A shot. Red flares fired into the cloudy grey sky. Defeat for the weak. A purple flare into the rainy depressing sky. Withdrawal of the oppressed people. The sound of bikes, no longer audible. Heavy footsteps. A robotic growl.

[tweezers 1,034]

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Next time, make sure that you space your paragraphs, since one massive chunk of text doesn't make anyone want to read it.

[gokuMI6 1,290]

Nice one  :)