Catplayz (boombox CursedPh4nt0m )
(They're Mercenaries)
The wing commander looks nervously down at the scanners, there are no contacts... what the hell is talking to them?
Maybe discretion is the better part of valour, he was sure that the squad could deal with the problem.
And if they couldn't, it wasn't his fault...
++Ah, er, sorry to intrude, we will be gone before you know it.++
++All ships engage Bungee protocols immediate execute.++
There are three blue flares and the ships dissapear...
On the ground, one of the figures looks upward, halting, his face still invisible through the black fishbowl helmet. They then speak, their voice is strange, and sounds slightly melodic, and mostly as if the person speaking was half asleep.
"They have left."
"What?"
The leading figure turns to look at the other, his voice is harsh, and sounds eternally as if he is being slightly sarcastic.
"They have left."
"You said that, what do you mean by it?"
"I mean what I say."
"I swear i'll strangle you one of these days Viktor, are you saying that the ships have gone?"
"That is what I-"
"Stak"
He turns forward again.
"This changes nothing, we go for the target."
The third figure, holding a longer rifle than the others, raises a hand.
"But sar-"
"Nothing. Changes. Do you understand me Schuster?"
"Y-yes sarge..."
The figures continue their progress