2113: short story #2

   The rain poured down on the battlefield. The dark sky was lit up with the light of missiles and laser fire. The Shunam were invading the town of Garret. Only the local militia had been left to fight. The army had left a few planes in the sky for airstrikes but other than that and giving the militia a few more powerful weapons they had pulled out to “more strategically important locations.” It did not take long for the Shunam to figure out the town was abandoned and soon their squads stormed the town. No matter how well they had constructed their defenses, the militia were not prepared for the vast number of far more advanced troops that stormed their town. In almost no time at all they had retreat to the approximate center if the town. There the militia leaders debated what to do.

   “Look we need to get the Hell out of here now!” screamed one.

   “We can’t just give up our town like that to those monsters! Command gave us this bomb here, if we use it right we may save ourselves.” argued another.

   “If we stay here will die! The towns already mostly destroyed! That bomb will change nothing! No need in getting ourselves killed for no reason. Tell him commander!” yelled the first.

   “Look, I know how much this place means to you but you need to let it go. This place is lost and we will be too if we don’t leave. I’m calling in an airstrike to cover our retreat.”

   “You can’t do that to my home!” screamed the second.

   “Those are my orders! I’m calling it in now!”

   However, before the commander could a shot hit him in the chest and he feel to the ground.

   Instantly the soldier knew he was dead. He knew there was nothing left to do but follow his orders.

   “You call the retreat while call in the air support. He’s right we’ve lost this place so let makes them pay for it.” He said to the other soldier, who looked at him for a moment then turned to follow his orders.

   Soon the sound of aircrafts filled the air. And then came the bombs. Explosions were everywhere. Before his eyes houses and buildings were blown in a million pieces.

   It was the perfect bittersweet moment. He saw pieces of the houses he knew fly through the air yet also he saw bodies of those that had taken everything from his go with them. As his comrades ran back in retreat, he stood there paralyzed. They had taken everything from him. He saw more Shunam coming at him through the remains and yet he did not retreat. He stood his ground with his rifle in hand. He began dropping them likes flies and they kept coming yet he stood his ground. He kept firing till his rifle ran out of ammo and then with out hesitation he picked up the gun of a fallen comrade and continued firing. He barely saw anything but the heads of his enemies and that’s where his bullets went.

He grabbed the bomb and took off running. Nothing that got in his way could stop him. He needed no bullets; he simply clubbed his way through the enemy lines. He broke through the first line of Shunam only to find another wave. He paused and bore his into them. They quizzically looked back at him.

“Well who’s going to be first!!? Come at me you ***********!!!”

They gave him a few more odd looks. And then one raised his gun and fired. The shot went right into his head. A look a shock spread it’s way across his face, then it went blank and he crumpled and fell to the ground. When he hit the ground a large object rolled off his back. The Shunam gave each other questioning looks as the one who had fired the shot walked closer to investigate. Before he reached it the bomb went off and took the whole squad with it.