Just as Rachel brought the radio to her lips it crackled into life. Pvt Martinez's voice reverberated around the cold metal walls.
"Sarge? Corporal? Anyone!? she cried, pleadingly.
Rachel squeezed at the button on her radio "Martinez? Its Meyers. Whats wrong?
"Oh Jesus Rachel, Please! Help us. Their all around us! Help us!" Suddenly the radio chatter was filled was the sounds of screaming and gunshots.
"Martinez? Zhu!? Olivia! Lei! " Teary-eyed Rachel turned to Kim, their wide eyes met under the dull lights of the station. "Kim, i'm sorry..... I've got to go.....they need me."
A Lazy Smile crawled onto Kim's lips. "Go" she said drowsily, "It's too late for me, but you might still save them if you hurry."
With that Rachel got up slowly, her legs weak from shock, she started to back away from Kim, trying to memorize the features of the woman's face. In case it was the last face she saw. Switching on the tracker she had at her wrist she turned and started to run, her vision blurred by tears, hazes of large objects rushed past her, seeming like memories more than things. She stopped and glanced at the tracker. Each team member was highlighted on an outline of the base, most were outside, only the four chosen were inside, she could see Zhu and Martinez in the Control room for the dish, they were both in a corner, obviously fighting for their lives.
She set a marker on the Control room and started to sprint once again through the small, dark metal corridors. Her breath coming in small, shallow huffs, a tear rolling down her cheek.Then as she turned a corner, she ran slap-bang into a heavy blast door, welded into the door, in dark block letters, were the words "Control Room".To the left was a panel in the shape of a human hand. She quickly slapped it with one had while aiming her sidearm with the other.
The Heavy Steel door grinded open with the shreek of metal, not waiting till it was fully open, she dropped to a crouch and rolled under, already scanning for targets.
The First thing she saw was Pvt Zhu, Unconscious, being dragged into a ceiling vent. It was too high for her to jump to but if she hurried she could grab Zhu's legs before they were dragged up completely. She was about to sprint for Lei when she heard a sudden groan to her left.
Slouched in the corner was Pvt Martinez, she was deeply moaning in pain. Her hands clutched her flat stomach.
Time slowed down.
"What Should I Do?"
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