Wasteland Conqueror

Chapter 40: Massacre

Taking position at the front again, I began proceeding down the tunnel and only two minutes in we met resistance. Raising my weapon alongside gramps and my robots, we sent a storm of bullets and laser fire through the passage, easily slaughtering the armed molemen we stumbled upon on the way.

Stepping over their corpses that were filled with leaking bloody holes that were left courtesy of gramps and I and burning ones that were caused by my robots, we progressed along the passage coming across more and more armed molemen reinforcements the closer we got to the main chamber.

Our group killed our way through what must've been a minimum of 1,000 armed molemen. We fired so many rounds that it had even gotten to the point that we needed to retreat to let our weapons cool down before we could continue butchering them and making further progress. After fighting for a little over an hour, we started encroaching on the main chamber's entrance.

Slaughtering our way in the massive chamber we've been making our way towards these last several hours came into view. Scanning the area as we were killing our way in I saw what must've been cave ceiling of fifty feet in height and an area that covered tens of thousands of square feet that was all covered in luminescent plants providing light to the many, many thousands of human mole rat hybrids that currently inhabited the space.

"We've found the nest gramps, let's kill them all." I said, letting go of my NPDM.

"Leave none of them alive, kid." Gramps responded with a bloodthirsty grin from behind his armored helmet.

As my weapon came to rest against my abdomen, I opened the pouch I had magnetically attached to my war belt and started taking the many T-4 Plasma Grenades I had within and setting them to explode on contact and chucking them into the crowds of molemen. The instant the first one made contact, it blew up, releasing super heated plasma and annihilating 50 of them right out of the gate.

With the first going off, the many more I had sent flying across the massive space soon touched down, deleting swaths of them from existence and leaving the chamber's floor scorched. Gramps, seeing what I was doing, followed suit, becoming a human pitching machine like myself whilst my robots covered the place in a laser light show.

When I had depleted my plasma grenade stock, I swapped back over to my NPDM, placing the red dot's reticle on a nearby moleman's head and pulled the trigger, blowing its head apart with the 7.62 bullet I just fired. As that target's body began falling over, I kept applying pressure to the trigger and rapidly transitioned from one moleman to another, dispatching them with insane speed and ruthless efficiency.

We kept up the fire, sending hate at anything and everything that moved while tanking rounds from the hostile molemen. Ultimately, we killed and killed until there was but only one singular moleman remaining alive in the chamber. Walking up to the last remaining moleman, I saw the creature was broken and trembling in fear, not putting up even an ounce of resistance.

Not wanting this to go on any longer than it needed to, I took my FBLAR-1 Laser Assault Rifle that I had swapped to since my NPDM needed to cool. Aiming my laser assault rifle at its head, I pulled the trigger, sending a burst of laser fire through its dome, ending the killing there for the moment. At the end of it all, we had laid waste to the molemen, leaving the expansive chamber covered with streams of blood and piles of burnt and broken bodies.

"Damn, that was a hard fought battle. I even had to resort to my combat knife more than a few times there. Do you have any injuries, gramps?"

"Nothing serious, just some bruising." Gramps answered in his deep and rough voice, though it was missing the energy it usually had.

"Mm, what do you want to do now, old man? There are obviously more of them throughout this entire cave system that need to be exterminated, however our gear is getting more worn down than I'm okay with and both you and I have run completely dry on 7.62 ammunition. You also sound pretty tired, so why don't we call it here for today and pick things back up tomorrow?"