Chapter 7

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Stalingrad
1943
Earth: Home

"Come on, they can't have gotten far." He said to Reaper as he started a rusty looking snowmobile.

A few blazing bullets later...

"Outrider!" Anthony shouted as he dropped into the back of the truck. "Wheres Polina?" His eyes went wide with fear.

"In another truck!" She said over the loud chaos of shooting guns. The truck took a slight swerve, wobbling their balance.

"Reaper! What are you doing up there?" Anthony shouted to the robot as it took out the driver. "Wait a minute bot, I need you to slam on brakes."

"And get us killed?! Plus what if she's in that truck." Outrider pointed to the vehicle behind them.

"She wont be..." he mumbled the last part. "I don't think."

"Slamming on the breaks." Reaper casually announced. Anthony and Outrider were thrown onto the the truck behind them as they held on to the top and sides. Their grip didn't last for long when the two trucks were thrown into each other, causing a domino affect.

He found himself lying face down in the snow. Remains of damaged vehicles all around him followed by mass amounts of soldiers surrounding him. He knew it was risky riding in with an army of Germans, but they were running low on time and options. He sat up and looked behind him to see the others either unconscious or confused on the cold fluffy ground.

The Germans detained the squad and snatched their weapons and lethals away before pulling them up on their feet and giving them a harsh shove with the ends of their guns. "Now we will have to walk the rest of the way you reckless moron!" The Nazi spat. The army marched with its newly acquired prisoners with five tanks for protection.

"That was kind of the point." Anthony gave Outrider and Reaper a smirk. They got the cue.

He used his cyber core to harbor his active camo, while Reaper used his psychosis and Outrider, her cyber core to send out the deadly swarm of insects. Polina followed their lead and wrestled a few of the soldiers to the ground with her hands still bound as she pulled a smoke canister from their belt.

Anthony hid within the smoke taking each soldier down one by one, picking up even more smoke canisters along the way. All the hundreds of soldiers were dispersing and freezing still, waiting for something to happen.

There was only sound of blindly shot bullets and collapsing bodies hitting the snow. He was able to regroup with the others as they all stumbled upon one another, nearly scaring each other to killing the other by mistake.

"Smokes about to clear, we can't take them all. Even with our gear, it'd be more trouble than its worth." Outrider glanced towards the cloud of smoke separating them from the other hundreds of men.

"So then we go recover our gear." Anthony nodded. "You go with Polina back to the trucks." He pointed to the remains a few feet to their left. "..while Reaper and I go look for the son of a bitch that took mine." They all quickly dispersed into their groups seconds before the smoke cleared.

He scanned the area as the smoke rose, finding the man with his pistol not so far away but still surrounded by a decent chunk of men. "That one, there." He pointed. Reaper used his own scanners to see who he was talking about. "Target sited." The robot responded, deploying his scythe.

Together they laid waste to the men their weapons touched. But unfortunately in the grand scheme of things they had only chipped off a small piece of the massive army that faced them. "I've missed you." He held up his reacquired pistol with a smile. 

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