The Harder they Come.
OKAY, here goes.
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"204, this is command, what's your status?"...
"204, respond!"...
"Nope, 204 must be down, all medics be advised, possible dead or wounded, free unit please respond, his family will want the body"...
"10-4 command, medic responding, please transmit last know coords of 205."..
"Roger medic, last known position was A9-C12."...
"Copy that command, this is Medic unit 4, on our way."...
"Be careful out there, and good luck, Command out."
Three figures become visible through rising smoke, walking over a pile of rubble, "Jeesus, this place is a mess", the female of the three says to one of the taller males. "You got that right, must have been pretty major" the tall one responds.
Moving rubble and a groaning noise distracts their attention towards an upturned tank. "Well what are we just going to look at it or are we going to help?", the comment didn't go unnoticed, they all ran over to help out. When they got there they found two perfectly unharmed, but somewhat dazed soldiers. "We didn't realise anybody was left alive out here", the soldiers looked like they were amazed anyone even expected them to talk at all. "We didn't know anyone had survived at all until we found ourselves here" one of the soldiers said.
"Do you think you can move?" one of the medics enquired. "Yeah, I think I can move, I feel okay", "Thats great, then maybe you can help us, we're on our way to try and retrieve a special unit, fell during battle". The soldier gets up and out of the tank to look at the medics. "Well you better take us with you, there could still be enemy robots out there."
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Okay that's just the first "taster", I'll continue it later.
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