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Flight Inbound to AoE
It's a nerve-wrecking ride. It feels like a total nightmare. Yesterday we were safe and sure in the knowledge that we're the most powerful beings on this planet. Ignorance sure is bliss. Then along came the meteor showers. Thing is, it WASN'T a meteor shower. The bastards were clever and cunning enough to disguise their orbital entry as meteor showers. Only after their drop pods went down in populated area did we start to have an inkling that we're under some sort of invasion. Amidst the panic and chaos, one report stands out. The aliens were ABDUCTING civillians! Due to the situation, the XCOM Project was activated from sleeper status and I was pulled from my force, my recruitment long ago made and accepted as contigencies for situations such as this.
Dropzone at AoE
Seems we're dropping off at Glasgow, UK. Makes sense. Since our base is just off of Germany, cleaning up our nearby backyard first would be easier compared to OPS in the US or Asia. At first sight, the scene looks to be a deserted town. On closer look, it conveys a sense of despair and desolation. Isn't that a doll lying on the floor? And that corpse. So mangled beyond recognition you would't know it (sex unable to be ascertained) was a copper if not for d fact that its lying dead in a cop car with the shredded remnants of its uniform all around it.
Advancing slowly into the AoE, we kept our eyes peeled. Keeping to the ole bounding overwatch routine works well, since we're just 4 at the moment. 2 of us would advance slowly while the other 2 would just cover us and when we're in position, we'll return the favor. No visuals of the bastards. Always that skittering sound, always that faint whisper, but nary a sight at all. Almost makes me think we're fighting ole Anansi himself.
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Commentary - Anansi is a West African deity specialising in tricks, much as Loki served the same function among the Norse Mythology.
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Suddenly a crash! Seems like the bastards are careless. Wait? Whats that round grey thing running off?
Enemy Contact!!!!
Herr Klein let loose a volley. But seems like her nerves got the better of her.
Then, my chance came up. Snapped my sights at it, and with a muttered prayer, took my shot
Time seemed to stop. The bullet took it in the head sending it flopping around. The gun or whatever it was carrying fell off its hand and suddenly blew into tiny pieces. Seems like dead aliens don't give up their secrets easily. Bet Dr. Vahlen would be happy to get her hands on this thing's dead body though. After watching that one die, we're more confident knowing they CAN die. After trading a few more shots, with some cars and walls getting demolished in the process, we managed to clear off the AoE.
To Be Continued....
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