Begin TransmissionDear God that was like a bad acid trip. My com had a cut wire, I only discovered it when the radio chatter from everybody else stopped.
"Guys! Guys I'm bleeding! FUCK, it hurts, I'm bleedighghfhgdhghfgrack," I heard Semi yell.
"No, guys, I don't think these are chryssalids," Horatio radioed in, "They're more of a gray-green than a black-and-purple."
Commander Cool sounded in, "Shit, did Semi just die? I swear, if Semi just died, you fuckers are going to get such a--"
"This side's all clear!" Marko said, "There were only two warehouses here."
"Top floor is clear. How's the south side?" Horatio asked.
I suddenly realized I was in the south. "Nothing yet. God damn there's a lot of smoke here, some equipment must have caught on fire."
[ERROR: Transmission missing picture.]"Shit! We got another alien over here, in the last warehouse. I missed every shot," Marko called frantically. "I need some backup here!"
"I'm coming, close the fucking door," Sparky radioed. "That alien's just gonna walk outside and shoot you in the back."
"Oh shit! It's got a stun bAAAAAARRRGGHH--"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"What the fuck is so funny, Jacques?"
"Ze stupid ay-leen stunned eetself! Hahahaha!"
"Good, then. It saved us the trouble. There are still some warehouses in the center, everyone spread out to those."
"Will you stupid fuckers listen to me? Is Semi dead?"
"I believe zo, Commander."
"Mother of fuck. That's our first casualty then."
[ERROR: Transmission missing picture.]"Aha! I have ze alien in my zights."
"All hostiles eliminated. Return to Triton," The sound of command's voice, as monotone as ever, was a welcome relief.
[ERROR: Transmission missing picture.]After the mission, Sparky was reading the mission reports. "What the fuck? This says two casualties. Who else died?"
"That's impossible. There's nine of us here. They must have counted Marko as a kill," Commander said from his bunk.
Sparky shook his head. "Only Command would make a dumbass mistake like that."