Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-30202748-20170508035817/@comment-29264888-20170628233930

"Fire!" A soldier yelled out. "Take them all down!"

A rain of bullets ran through the machines, but none of them seemed to fall as they slowly began to close into the group.

"Why aren't you all dying?!" A second soldier shouted with fear. He immediately turned in a circle, looking for an escape. But just as he turned, a machine appear and slashed right through his armor and flesh. In moments, he too fell to the ground.

"Keith!" the male medic kicked the machine out of the way, sending it crashing into a nearby bush. He knelt down to look at the soldier's injury, but realized immediately that the single strike instantly killed him. "There's too many..." The medic whispered.

Another machine picked a third victim - the isolated soldier of the group, where his comrades would see him die. The soldier collapsed with a suckling, bubbling neck wound. The familiar stink of death began to emanate in the forest.

The female mechanic fought against one of the machines, shooting it with a few well placed shots in the legs, sending the things tumbling onto the floor. However, the machine continued to crawl at her while attempting to get stand back up. Before she could fire a few more times, she noticed someone else moving to them from behind the monsters. "Guys! There's someone is making an opening for us! Hold out a little longer!"