Volume 5 Chapter 3 Fight for your Lives
Throughout Dark Side fighting could be heard. The MPD assault force has been ambushed and now lays stranded throughout the decrepit houses. The remaining survivors try their best to amass their strength in one location.
The Nocturn group have now fight a vicious war of attrition against the remaining survivor. While Mucunda and NOX still lurk in the shadows.
While Capachino, a red arm, and 3 other squad still march forward, deeper into the belly of the beast. Having lost their dropships they go on foot, cutting down most if not all obstacles in their way.
The Alpha squad was point guard, with a scanning device in one had he was able to see the general surroundings up to 100 meters using some form of low frequency echo location. Albeit in low and obscured images.
Delta and Frostbite followed in the rear. In the middle was Capachino and a red arm called Pops.
The sergeant of Alpha raised his arm which stopped the entire caravan, "Captain Capachino, the pinpoint scanner shows conflict ahead."
"How many are there?"
"Well... around 30, but it appears that they are fighting someone. The person seems to even have a call ID, 6B."
Pops who remained silent for the most part opened his mouth, "Cap'n I know the guy, he'sa been assigned here recently his name is Dante."
"Hmm, perhaps he could still be of use, stand back and prepare for combat."
Capachino reached for his pocket and pulled out a small glass bottle filled with milk. He then proceed to pour half of it onto his back. Afterwards he grabbed and snapped off one of his many spikes that protrude from his back.
[Crack!]
Using the left over milk he poured it onto the bone. He spread his leg and pulled his arm behind his back preparing to throw. All of a sudden his body started to crack, bones would appear out of his body as if trying to escape.
[Crack!] [Crack!] [Crack!] [Crack!] Bones would pierce out of his back, bright and clean.
"YAGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" Capachino hurdled the bone toward the building in front of him like a boomerang.
The bone after making first contact exploded toward the building like a cone. Hundreds of small spikes tore the wooden supports and smashed the concrete walls, essentially blowing the building down backwards, like some natural phenomenon.
The way was clear and the path was laid. On the other side of the breach Dante's duel would come to an abrupt stop as the icicles of bone would spread out like a shotgun round. Wounding him in the left arm.
As for the masked individual, it appears that he was able to dodge the splinters.
Capachino was the first one to step through the breach, his eyes swept the entire area until it made contact with the masked individual.
"Sweetener... humpf, must be my lucky day." Cappuccino proceeded to break two more spikes from his back.
"Change of plans! Well deal with them first!"
"AghhhhhhHHhhhh!" 28x
A mass swarm of pitch black officers came marching down the breach, armed with a plasma based weaponry they adapted a crude technique; A phalanx.
With 2 or more men in a roughly straight row, with spears pointed forward. It was such a primitive formation that would surely fail.
However, due to the fact that ranged weapons were obsolete, due to the superiority of bio and mechanical enhancements bullets were rendered useless. Of course special armor piercing bullets would work, but the prices to create such bullets weren't worth the time nor the effort.
Why manufacture millions of bullets, while you can manufacture bullet proof skin or armor? And thus melee combat has been reborn once more.
As for the MPD's phalanx, it wasn't a complete formation, there were huge gaps between each man. However they made up for this in their second row.
The 2nd row comprised of 5/10 MPD officers equipped with a rapid fire plasma cannon attached to their wrist. The only drawback was its limited number of rounds before the cannon overheated and eventually exploded.
As such hot blue plasma would fly melting on hit against any gangsters and thugs as they tried to charge the MPD.
From the shadows multiple canisters were thrown at bulk of the MPD forces. Exploding in various erie colors of purple, orange, and green. Consuming both allies and foe alike.
Those who were exposed to the case immediately fell to the ground bleeding from their eyes as their skin hissed in an insatiable burn. The MPD officers who had their helmets damaged would receive a similar fate.
While those with small open cuts in their uniform would experience an insatiable desire to scratch their skin. It didn't matter whether they did it or not, as blood would soon flow from such exposures hissing as they did.
Due to Mucunda's lack of proper fighters they relied more on scientific endeavours. Experimenting with various chemicals, and the poison that the robots implanted in salt, they manufactured many different life ending drugs and gas.
And from the shadows, men and women with masks came forth. Drugged up with a pain numbing syrup, they were the brainless working bodies of Mucunda. The ground rumbled as they charged.
"Alpha! Fall Back! Delta and Frostbite hold position on top of the rubble."
Capachino due to his body being mostly made out of calcium only received a slight sting from such attacks.
Pops however was standing in the middle of the poison gas, as his clothes would slowly melt and degrade. He himself had many pipes that could course throughout his body.
At the same time he was surrounded by drugged marauders.
The pipes Pops had soon expanded as it was clogged, and then in that very moment.
[VVVVRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!]
As if the air shook, a loud roar pushed the gas cloud, disbursing it. His clothes now gone it revealed is, autonomous body. Like some sort of musical instrument his body had many stings and wires, while pipes would act as some sort of acoustic.
The marauders flew back as if an explosion occurred. They were disoriented and fumbled as they tried to get back up.
Capachino seeing that his path was clear charged at Sweetener. Capachino swung bone clubs, Sweetener kicked upwards, deflecting one of the swings. With the same leg like a guillotine it came down, cutting off Capachino's other arm. [CRACK!]
"Argh!" Blood dripped, however without hesitation Cappuccino turned, showing Sweetener his back. "BULL PIKE!!!!"
In that moment, the bones behind his back like thunder erupted. Like a porcupine, millions of razor sharp bones, lacerated and mutilated the entire area.
Sweetener like an acrobatic twisted and turned dodging the bombardment in an almost beautiful display of control and elegance.
Landing on top of the bones that spread like branches Sweetener used his blade legs and slid down like an ice skater. Lifting one leg back he was getting ready to attack.
Capachino couldn't move fast enough to avoid the attack, expecting the worst he reached for his pocket for another battle of milk. But it was too slow.
[VROOOOOSSSSSHHH!] [Clink!]
A sword paired the attack. While a second sword rushed past Capachino's face directly at Sweetener. Before it could reach Sweetener did a front flip dodging and landing behind them.
His left arm was covered in blood, in fact it was still bleeding. "Man... it still stings, your gonna need to owe me a little bonus after this is over, ya?"
The former lieutenant otherwise known as Dante raised both his sword and pointed it at Sweetener. "And you... I'm not done with you!"
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