Camelot's Lemon Library

Elite Shock Trooper x Helghast Reader

-Vekta, Helghan Territory
...
2 Helghast troopers(1 Security trooper, 1 assault trooper) guarded a small checkpoint on a shitty road no-one ever really used, so it was low priority.
The Security trooper spoke
Lark: "So whats an Assault Trooper doing on Guard Duty? Are things really that desperate?"
Then the Assault Trooper spoke
Y/N: *Shrug* "I Guess, im mainly here incase either terrorists or spies show up."
Lark: "ey, I've heard somethin' about that, something about terrorist attackin' a Vektan city or some shit?"
Y/N: "Not just any attack, a massive attack, apperently they're still counting the bodies."
Lark: "Jaysus."
Y/N: "Yeah, and it happened in THIS city, on the other side of the wall."
Lark: "That explains the beefed Security."
Y/N: "How'd you not hear about any of this?"
Lark: *Shrug* "I don't watch the news, and you're the first person to tell me."

-Y/N POV

*Beep beep beep beep*
Suddenly a device on my hip starts rapidly beeping
Lark: "What the hell is that?"
Y/N: "Aw fuck, that means shits going down-"
*Bootsteps*
Lark and I turn and spot a fellow trooper, An Elite Trooper.
We stand up straight at attention.
The Elite Trooper speaks, and a female voice comes out: "You 2, Follow me. Expect combat."
Y/N&Lark: "Yes Ma'am!"
We start marching with her. Lark cocks his rifle and I grab my LMG that was slung over my shoulder.
...I recognized her voice...
Y/N: "Carmilla."
She slightly turns her head towards me: "Y/N"
Lark: "You 2 know each other?"
*Distant gunshots*
Carmilla: "Cut the chatter."
She looks around and spots a ladder that leads up to the top of a building
Carmilla: *Points* "Up there. Go."
We get off the road and start climbing this rusty ladder 1 at a time.
*Metal ladder noises* *Crusty Rust Noises*

We get to the top and rush over to the edge of the roof to survey the skirmish below.
Lark: "They got a damn TANK!?"
We could see the whole battle up here.
On the left, we could see our comrades down there, their position was getting blasted by hostiles.
And on the right were the hostiles. Either terrorists or straight up ISA forces, hard to tell...and and a TANK!
Y/N: "I ain't got the firepower to deal with that shit."
Lark and I look at Carmilla, who has a rocket launcher slung over her shoulder.
Carmilla: "I've got this."
*Radio: *Static* "Need reinforc- *krsh* at checkpoint- *Krsh*"
We could hear our comrades down there over our radio's
She aims her rocket at the tank
*Rocket Launch!* *BOOM!*
Smoke and ash immediately kicks up as the tank catches fire.
Troopers down below: *Start cheering* "Fuck Yeah!"
Carmilla: "Target destr-"
Then the turret turns towards us...
Y/N: "Oh shi-"
*BANG!*
A Tank shell rips through the building we're standing on. Already existing cracks get larger and larger until the floor beneath us gives way-
*Crumble*
Lark: "Hoolld on!"
Carmilla: "This is gonna hurt!"
Y/N: "Fuck-!"
*CRASH!*
*EXPLOSIONS*
...
*Ears ringing*
Y/N: *Caugh* "Ah hell."
I sit up and look around at the collapsed building. I crawl over to some nearby rubble and take cover behind it, sitting with my back to the wall.
I take a look at my floppy wrist
Y/N: *Pained Grr* *Cracks wrist back into place* *shakes hand*
Carmilla: "-Woah!"
*Thud!*
Suddenly an elite trooper landed on my lap
Carmilla: "Oh! Hello."
*Bullets whizzing past
Y/N: *Sarcastic* "Wonderful weather we're having."
Carmilla looks at me with those red glowing eyes.
Carmilla: "I know this is a bad time but-"
*Bullet ricochet noise*
Carmilla: "-Want to swing by my place later~?"
Y/N: *Unjams gun* "Sure, love to~"
Carmilla tilts her head. I can't see her face but I can tell she's smiling.
She gets up off my lap and we both stand up taking a peak out of cover.
The tank is destroyed. Either its ammo rack blew up, or the building falling on it did it in...actually it's probably both of those things.
I set up my Bipod and start laying down fire.
*Brrt!*
An ATAC beacon gets thrown over our heads and towards the enemies.
Carmilla: "What the-?"
We look behind us and spot Lark.
Lark: *Limping* "Ha! HA! A little fall ain't enough to kill me!"
He grips his gun and squats behind cover next to us.
*Gunfire starts dying down*
*Grenade Bang!*
Enemy forces seem to start backing up- possible retreating at the sight of the small beacon.
*Distant ATAC noises*
*Enemy chatter*
Carmilla: "Those fuckers are finally high tailing it."
Lark: "Well don't let up yet!"
Y/N: *Still Firing* "Ammo belts runnin' on fumes"
*Bullets flying*
The enemy machine gunner pays attention to us and returns fire, right as-
*Click Click Click!*
Y/N: "Ah sh- I'm dry!"
I crouch down-
*Ding!*
-right as a bullet hits my machine guns barrel
Y/N: "Well then."
Lark: *sarcastic* "This is a fine pickle!"
*ATAC NOISES*
*Panicked enemy chatter*
Carmilla: "Fucking Finally!"
ATAC: *Machine Guns BRRRRRRT*
Hundreds of Shell casings hit the street as air support lights up the enemy position
Then abruptly...everything falls silent...
ATAC: *scanner noises*
Its guns lower.
Lark: "...Did we win?"
Some of our comrades step out of cover to take a look-see.
I stand up, and Carmilla follows my lead.
Lark: *Pained groan* "I'll just...hang out here."
Carmilla: "We'll be back."
*Rubble crunch* *Glass crunch*
We start taking a look around for anymore hostiles while the ATAC hovers overhead with its scanner on.
*Radio chatter*
Carmilla: *Listening* "Hmm..."
*Tracked vehicle noises*
We look over and see friendly armored vehicles coming to reinforce the busted wall checkpoint.
Carmilla: "Well...I guess we won..."
After looking around, we come to find we amazingly suffered no KIA, only wounded.
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