Army of the Damned

VOLUME 16 Chapter 7

His eyes open wide at the sight as he uncloaks the assassin that came through the ventilation duct. Wearing a full set of tiger stripe combat fatigues with a kevlar vest, even with a spare pistol on its chest and a combat knife. The dead demon with his bald head that had six horns on it lay lifeless as the General took the grenades on its belt and vest.

He also opened the ammo pouches and took a hold of its MP5. "This is super bad news, Alana. Not good." he kicks the dead body as he turns up to the tight duct. "How the hell did he even fit through there in full gear?" Alana though grabs one of the grenades he got and removes the pin, making the General immediately roll into cover.

The door finally bursts open as the soldiers kick the last standing section out of the way and with trained tactics, they check the corners first before approaching the furniture.

Approaching a turned over sofa, the soldier peeks over it just to get a dagger to his throat. They quickly turned their attention to the young Vampire, using there dead comrades body as cover, the two kevlar plates on the front and back stopping most of the bullets as she pushes it into them and with the brief distraction, Jackson pops out of cover, popping shots with his MP5 and with an unblinking eye, he quickly dispatches three of them with headshots, forcing the survivors of the squad to return to the hallway. Taking the M4A1 and slinging the submachine gun to his back, he put the Glock up on the face of the dead soldier.

He swiftly empties five rounds as Alana threw the grenade into the hallway, one of them running inside the room with its gun and she dodging the muzzle of its rifle puts a quick and painless death to the demon that was gunning for her.

It wasn't even a minute and their office was now filled with corpses. The faces of the soldiers that went in were dissolving and started to reveal the true demonic forms underneath. "Heh, so outside of their fancy armor. They're just as easy to kill." taking more magazines, Jackson overfills his pockets with as much as he could before the duo approached the door frame.

Gunfire and small explosions rock the side of the building as Jackson quickly looks out and notices an empty hallway. With most of the squad dead, their corpses pushed up to the walls of the building hall.

Rushing out with his pistol drawn out and Alana following closely behind as heavy footsteps approached them, the General stops behind a wooden bench as a hail of bullets come out of the hallway. The Countess hugged closely behind him as he pointed behind them where a thick arch of the building was located with enough space for a person. "Ready?"

With a nod, Jackson switches to his assault rifle and pops out of cover and starts returning fire as Alana jogged towards the soldiers with automatic rifles.

To much of her surprise, their eyes were able to follow her, but the limits of their physical body made it hard for their arms to follow though their reflexes are immensely sharp enough to foresee her incoming at them with the dagger. Dodging a mere inch from getting their necks sliced open as two of them were brought down by Jackson who now has proper cover.

Having to shift and divide their attention, Alana managed to work on one while Jackson did finish the last soldier. "Alana, do you-" as he was about to walk towards her, she crossed her arms and dashed towards him. "M'Lord! There's ten more coming!" He quickly reached out his hand and dragged her behind him as more of the soldiers popped out of the hallway. Both of them were forced to hide behind the arch.

"Fast, agile, immaculate reflexes, and..." with the soldiers now looking around that's within the size of an entire squad complete with light machine gunners and combat medics, they were trained properly, knowing there corners as they slowly inched there way to the arch of the hallway that leads to the Military Transport Department which has mostly gone silent.