"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" yelled the sergeant. A nepharite had charged its way through the trees right at them, a nepharite of Alegroth, big, mean, and pissed off.

The Blood Beret sergeant was cut in two by the giant azogar it carried. The next to fall was the corporal, the second in charge. Kinely was running as fast as he could while carrying the giant nimrod in his hands. One of the biggest most damaging weapons ever put in the hands of the troops. Kinely came across a group of necromutants, but they were soon mowed down by the nimrod. The cannon cut them in two like a hot knife through butter. He could hear the rest of his squad dying from the huge nepharite.

He ran like he had never run before. He heard the nepharite behind him, gaining speed, almost within reach of that dreaded azogar. Kinely didn't want to die with his back turned, he suddenly realized, and quickly turned around and brought up his nimrod. He unloaded over a hundred rounds into the thing, and almost no part of the nepharite hit the ground due to the fact that most of it had been blown away. Kinely was breathing hard, and knew other things were on their way. He hefted up his nimrod and looked around, knowing he couldn't get out of this alive. He heard movement to his left and let it have it. Something died. Then something to his right shifted the brush, an he unloaded a few dozen rounds into it. Then his magazine was empty. He dropped his nimrod and pulled out his aggressor. The aggressor couldn't penetrate the armor of a nepharite, but it could punch holes in the undead and necromutants that were wondering around.

Suddenly, a stalker came charging out from the bush. Kinely's instincts took over and he threw himself away from that huge bayonet on the end of that cannon. He rolled a few feet and almost got caught by the down swing of the stalker. He knew there was another one around somewhere. He could sense it. He kept low and dodged the attempts to disembowel him. He tried to squeeze off a few rounds with his aggressor, but the thing just shrugged them off. He was dead.

Then shots were heard. The stalker fell dead where it stood. Bullets hissed over his head and past him, and hit the Dark Legion troops. A squad of Cybertronic Chasseurs had made their way to his location, and heard the gunfire, and decided to stop by. The heavy gun carried by one of the Chasseurs burst fired into the trees, killing many enemy troops. Suddenly a Scorpion jumped out of the trees, looked around and was gone in a flash. Apparently he had been programmed to only kill Dark Legion. Kinely looked at the Chasseur sergeant who came over to him.

"Are you ok? Where is the rest of your squad? You are a prisoner of war now, we are going to hold you until we learn of your mission."

"I don't care. We were sent in to spot a new citadel that was being constructed not far from here. Our satellites picked it up once the Dark Legion sent in a concentrated amount of troops. Thank you for coming in like that."

"What about the rest of your squad?"

"They're dead."