“We're being overrun!” Sarah Kerrigan shouted into her NepConX250 attached to her utility helmet.
A few moments of deafening battle ensued, the vicious creatures beginning to break through the first line of defense. By god, how many of them were there? Bunkers crumbled, tanks went haywire. People died. So many people died; she couldn't help but watch in amazement and horror.
“Requesting immediate Dropship assistance,” she then breathed into her radio, a bit calmer than before.
A sloshing growl suddenly echoed to her immediate right. She whipped her head around to see one of them headed straight for her, in a full gallop. The C10-Canister Special Combat Rifle seemed to aim itself as Sarah took a hasty aim and fired at the creature. The finger-sized bullet punctured the thing between it's red eyes. It staggered from side to side for a few gruesome moments as thick, black blood streamed from the wound. It let out a pained bellow, then settled to the dusty floor.
Kerrigan turned back to the heart of the battle. Their base of operations was crumbling quickly. A marine standing at a mere twenty yards from her was launched into a nearby structure as a kind of crystallized mass of organic matter punched into his armor and tore at his flesh.
“Guys?” she said with a tone of muddled desperation in her vocality, “How about that assistance?”
She listened intently. No voice came out of the speaker end. No reassuring words that help was on the way.
More of their enemy poured into the front lines; a horrid mass of claws, teeth and spines slowly working their way through gunfire and explosive shot. The battle seemed to slow to a painful pace as she witnessed it, taking note of details. Towering giants, known as Ultralisks, plowed through buildings, their gargantuan tusks lacerating iron, concrete and steel as if it were wax paper. She gazed to her left quickly, reddish hair flowing in front of her face. Dozens of the smaller, slithering Hydralisks rose in formation. They stretched their heads and began spitting highly sharpened spines at the Terran opposition. The fine, serrated tips in the projectiles could pierce the firmest of armor and the sturdiest of weaponry. Accompanying them were the even smaller Zerglings. They stood only a mere few feet from the ground, about the size of a dog, but their sharpened claws and fangs compensated for their small stature.
She continued to watch in horrified amazement as their enemy, known only to them as the Zerg, toppled structure after structure. Gunshots rang, cannons ignited the skies, people screamed. She looked briefly upward. No Dropships. The last of their defense is all that remained; they weren't going to hold out much longer. Kerrigan fired at some close enemies; the time taken from observation lasting only a few moments.
“Jim? Arcturus? What the hell is going on up there?” she breathed into the transmitter, attempting to keep her voice as even as possible.
Still, nothing. Strangling fear began panged at her spine as she now witnessed their final line of defense broken. Still, she fought alongside her fellow Terrans as the monstrosities cascaded into the heart of their base camp.
Building after Terran building crumbled before the overwhelming masses of their enemies. As the Command Center fell, Sarah, a squad of four marines and a maintenance worker known as an SCV were all that remained upon the blood-caked battlefield. The SCV was the first to die as the Zerg quickly advanced upon them. . A group of Hydralisks shot their destructive spit at the machine, it immediately breaking down and the poor man inside was left only to drown in gasoline and machine fluid . Sarah fired her weapon desperately, but little was achieved. When one of the slithering beasts would fall, ten more would rise to take its place. An Ultralisk shot out a prong-like tongue from somewhere under it's tusks and grappled two of the squad, their kicking and screaming bodies quickly becoming lost to what lay beneath the beast's tusks. She cringed as she heard the metallic crunching sounds of the colossal thing chewing her comrades.
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