The Pacific Storm Conflict

Southern Collaboration - Chapter 21 - Over the Wall

5. Southern Collaboration – 6 Days after the Incident

Ch.21 – Over the wall

"Bam mmm. Mm. Yeah, yeah, yeah." Sgt. Pelious moved his head as he drove the semi-truck on the highway, looking at the twilight dawn upon them.

"So sick of this music." Maj. Ilmorapi sighed, putting his legs on the window of the truck and putting his hands on his face. "I've been listening to this crap for two days on the road. Give me a break."

"Nope, not feeling like it!" Sgt. Pelious kept his eyes on the road, looking at the red lights of cars in front of him.

"At least listen to something from California. We're close to Mexico, so why not listen to Mexican music?"

"Ah, fine. How about the news?" Sgt. Pelious switched the channel of the radio.

On the radio, a host began his talk as the theme of the radio station ended. "Welcome back to GFN! Global Feed Network! Here, we have some urgent news! Just thirty minutes ago, three aliens have been executed. We identified them to be Lieutenant Sakee Hylogys, Corporal Holi Bissno, and Private Nialo Zalms. First two Rappis, last one Sythian."

"Only three? Figured the Colonel would have all his men dead." The Major sighed.

"Some speculate this execution made by the EACT was due to the escape of aliens from Wendover Comms Facility, where they seized the facility and then escaped to a hill, where they were extracted by unusual means. The US military is figuring out where they went." The Host said.

"Hold the fuck up, they escaped!?" Sgt. Pelious yelled, hitting the brakes.

"Calm down! Calm... down. We can still get out of here. Just... hope they remember us." The Major said.

"Damn it." The Sergeant touched the gas pedal.

Fifteen minutes later, the truck got off the highway and got onto a smaller road. After fifteen more minutes, the truck stopped in the middle of the hills, away from San Diego, which reminded the Major about the great towns in his country. Maj. Ilmorapi hopped out of the truck and went to the back, opening up the back.

"Ah, finally. Pretty stinky in here." Renis said, looking at the Major.

"Anything happened in here today?" The Major asked.

"Corporal Mestoli and her medic did girly stuff with each other. Played with their hair and things. Some of us pissed in empty cans. And the Livans went all political with us."

"Usual stuff, huh? Ok, get out and carry all the supplies left in there!" The Major raised his voice.

Just over twenty soldiers hopped out and looked around the twilight air. Morado breathed in and stretched, putting his feet on the rocky ground. He was isolated in the truck, and not many people talked to him inside. As he waited for new orders, he saw the Major look at his brick sized radio. It was unusual, but Morado didn't question it.

"Hey, anyone down there? Any Bervians? Livans?" A Rappis sailor asked in English through the radio.

The Major put the radio by his ear, and he looked down.

"Anyone? Bervians, Livans, others?" the sailor asked in the Bervian language.

Maj. Ilmorapi put the radio back into his pocket and turned it off. He then walked towards the group of soldiers and looked at each and every one of them.

"Ok! We're close to the wall!" The Major began. "Good news. We have an explosive satchel to bomb our way through!"

"But won't we get detected?" Sgt. Matlaposne asked.