Chapter 116

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After climbing thru the vents I made it to the lab. I watched the Oomans below. This was going to be a more interesting situation.  The main Ooman that was guilding the other Oomans to not carry weapons and to drop any tools if encountering a predator.

I was not a fan of the Oomans name for us. Yautja are honorable hunters not mindless murderers. I shook my head and sent report to Dar'ke, an Hopper. Dar'ke just said to scare them out of there and destroy the information after we collected the information.

Dar'ke sent a report that there were unarmed Oomans around, not to hunt them, but to capture them to the clan members. That was a good choice, if the Oomans knew to much about our technology. An the honor code demanded that we do not hunt unworthy prey we would have to keep them due to what they know.

I would wait to scare them till the others had hunted the rest of the Oomans. Until then I would watch them work. I could see that a lot of the Oomans were very nervous. One that was busily working was looking at engineers tech. The station that they were working at looked very similar to the one I had on the main ship.

I wonder if the Oomans would go willing with us if we offered them safety an the ability to study. I watched and waited for the right time to appear to them
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"SHIT!" commander Smith shouted as he dodge razor blades heading for his neck. He was able to slide under an armored door just before it shut. Loud  banging could be heard on the other side.

This situation was bad, they were over whelemed in this attack! An where the hell was Maless! Just before all coms went down I sent a message to that Alien Fucker! Hopefully he would arrive soon with back up. If not they were all going to be dead!

The scientists were all in a box unaware what was happening. If I could make it there then we could make a stand against these monsters! As I run down the hall way I am stopped in my tracks. A large predator  with one grey dreadlock stood before me.

I raise my gun and shoot at it! The bullets bounced off of its armor. It let out a low growl before rushing me. I felt a sharp pain in my guts. I look down unable to breath as I see my body drop to the ground. My bloody spine swinging below, before the world fades to black.
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I add the new head to my belt it was the 4th skull that I had gotten that day. I had a few bullet wounds in my shoulders. They stung but were bearable.

Almost all the armed Oomans had been hunted. We had a few injured but nothing life threatening. A number of the older clan members and the younger ones had gotten together and were already celebrating. 

Hopper and I were doing a final sweep of the base as Crash watched the Oomans in the lab. The information he gathered that non of those Oomans had any weapons. That the Ooman leading the Oomans in there had made them get rid of all weapons and tools that could be considered weapons.

That was a smart Ooman, it seemed t like Crash had an appreciation for that particular male Ooman. However they can't go back to Ooman settlements as they know too much.

We are going to have to house them and look after them. I sighed at this, I did not like the idea of looking after male Oomans. Crash said he had a plan to try and get these Oomans on our side. He requested that we make sure that the hallway out was cleared of bodies. Hopefully these Oomans will be useful...I will keep Chris far away from them though.
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"Dr Singh it's been very quiet...do you thing something has happened to the base?" My assistant asks me. He seemed very scared.

"Maybe but we are safe in here and are in lock down mode so unless I power it down or commander Smith powers it down no one can get in or out" I say to them as I tinker with an information storage unit that belonged to ancient engineers.

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