Chapters (24)
- 1 - A Chance Meeting
- 2 - First Encounter
- 3 - Level Up
- 4 - Scavengers
- 5 - Mechanics
- 6 - New Faction
- 7 - The Space Station
- 8 - Sheltered Existence
- 9 - Diamond
- 10 - Space Trade
- 11 - Restorations
- 12 - Detour
- 13 - Companionship
- 14 - Moonwalking
- 15 - Earth Force Rising
- 16 - Synthesis
- 17 - Second Contact
- 18 - Gauntlet
- 19 - Shooting Gallery
- 20 - Warped War
- 21 - Mortal Contact
- 22 - Voyage
- 23 – Pit Stop
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
“FIRE!” Bulco yelled and the world erupted into a cacophony of gunshots.
Over thirty Tec-Infused guns and automatic rifles shot hundreds of bullets per second, mowing down the first ranks of the charging Warped. As they closed the distance the shotgun holders joined in, raining even more death and destruction. The smaller Warped stumbled under the heavy fire, only to be trampled to death by the stampeding horde. The larger, stronger Warped accepted the hail of bullets and charged on.
Then the railgun fired.
The deadly projectile hit the center mass of the horde and blasted a wide corridor through them, instantly killing one third and injuring the rest.
The following shockwave threw most of the humans to the floor, temporarily halting the storm of bullets. They struggled to their feet even as the remaining Warped snarled and charged on, broken limbs and torn appendages flailing, ignoring the pain in their desperate need for human flesh.
“FIRE!” Bulco shouted again, and the sound of automatic fire resumed. With fewer monsters to shoot at, the defenders were able to concentrate their attack, felling one beast after the other, but the distance between them kept shrinking.
The rail gun fired again, taking a heavy toll on the monsters. Only twenty of the strongest remained and they were all injured to varying degrees.
The monsters charged on, oblivious to their regenerating injuries.
The human defenders recovered and kept on shooting, with more of them concentrating on single monsters as their number diminished.
At twenty meters away, only ten of the monsters were still on their feet and still charging.
“Close the door!” one of the guards shouted in panic.
“No!” Bulco yelled. “Martin’s men just made it down, if we close up now, these Warped will turn around and massacre them. Keep on shooting!
The distance was quickly reduced and more and more Warped fell to the defender’s bullets.
At barely ten meters away, the defenders’ accuracy increased, the bullets finding their targets easily. Three more fell, leaving only the two biggest and strongest beasts remaining.
Warped, level 8
Warped, level 8
The twisted mutants shrugged off the hail of smaller bullets and only seemed to take light damage from the higher caliber Warped Buster. They were almost at the humans, claws extended, spiked tails ready to lash out and mow down fleshy victims.
Then Nori was there.
The Navigator raised her arms and two small missiles materialized over her bracer. They shot forward, each connecting with a different monster. The following explosion halted their charge, forcing them to take a few steps back. They were injured, with large chunks missing from their bodies where the missiles had hit, but they were still alive. Still dangerous.
But the extra seconds the Navigator bought them didn’t go to waste.
“Everyone, target the left one!” Bulco roared.
The humans adjusted their aim and hundreds of bullets instantly tore into the many-legged beast, finally bringing it down.