Chapter 3: Soldier Strike Online

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"You sure about this? It's been one hour and they're still not here." A man asks, around the age of 34 or so, just like the rest of his team. The man is wearing regular military desert camo outfit with a metal helmet, which provides some defense against head shots.
"Oh they're coming. They're just delayed for some stupid reason." The leader, Derek, answers. The leader being around the same age but slightly chubby. You wouldn't know that unless you stated at him for a while. He has a poncho, a hat with a five pointed star on the front of the hat, and two bandolier going across his chest with extra clips and bullets. He has a tan shirt underneath his poncho-vest and khaki pants, and to top it all he has brown cowboy boots.

     "Plus, we have the best sniper of SSO on our side." The leader, says as he smirks towards a girl sitting down and leaning on the ruined wall. She has her sniper leaned against the wall as well with the stock planted on the floor and the barrel leaned on the sand colored wall. The teen sniper player has orange hair that goes halfway down her back and green eyes that look up when she heard her being mentioned. Her green eyes look at Derek and then at the other players.
"Yea. We do." The player that asked the question, who's name is Zayn, crawls up to the girl. "So....you look exceptionally nice today, just like always. Would you mind if I did a few things with ya?" The man asks with a perverted smile while checking out the sniper's avatar. The sniper quickly takes out her Weevil SMG and brings it directly underneath the man's chin. "Try anything and you'll get eight rounds up your chin, sending you back to the city and twenty five percent of your belongings to me." The sniper warns as the man backs off. "C'mon Zayn, leave Alera alone." Derek says, pulling the man from his shoulder. "Fine fine fine." Zayn days with a sigh. Derek looks out at the distance once again to see if anyone is coming.

      "What did I tell ya boys. It appears they're back, and ready for us to take their belongings." Derek chuckles. "Alright. You know the plan. Get a move on." Derek says as he and three others follow him down the ruined building and into the abandoned city. Two more get off and rush to a different place and getting ready for battle. The last two jump of the platform and hide in a different position, leaving the sniper alone. Alera lies on her stomach, prone position, and has her sniper next to her. She looks through the scope of her weapon.
      "Same amount....wait...there's one more," Alera informs Derek and the others,"and he's wearing a heavy grey cloak. Don't know what he has underneath that grey cloak, but I don't like it. Can I eliminate him first?"
"Negative, the one with the FN-P90 is the main threat. If he isn't taken out, this entire operation will fail!" Derek says through his ear comm. "Hai!" Alera says quickly though her comm as she zooms in on her target.
      "Do you think you can hit the target!?" Zayn asks through his comm. "focus on your target. They should be 500 meters away from your location." Alera responds.

     'My target is standing at 3,000 meters,' Alera thinks, her finger poised over the trigger and her breathing slow downs,'is liking making a layup in basketball.' Alera thinks. She pulls the trigger of her improved NWT-20, sending a fifty caliber bullet screaming through the air and piercing its target's head, leaving a very wide hole on the player's forehead. 
"Charge!" Derek orders as the team pop out of their hiding spot and rain fire upon their enemies. Alera swiftly aims at the man with the cloak and fires. If this wasn't a game, the bullet would've killed the player, but because it's a game, the player saw a red line, which shows where the bullet will hit. This is called a Predicament Line Assistance, something SSO has to help players achieve their best.

"Target 1, neutralized. Target 2, active." Alera gives her report to Derek. "Good job. We'll handle the rest," Derek tells Alera,"go go go!" He says, rushing his men. Zane runs straight towards his enemies, not afraid of the weapons they are using. Two players are taking cover behind a rock and have their weapons aimed directly at Zayn. The first enemy pulls the trigger, sending a green slug like blob laser directly towards Zayn. Under normal circumstances, being this close would've inflicted major damage, but because Zayn has an Absorption Shield, the laser gets absorbed by his shield. Zayn chuckles as he fires his M4 machine gun, killing both players. Zane runs to a nearby rock and sits down.
"These guys are gonna be easy." He says in a singing voice as he reloads his gun. The sound of a rotating barrel is heard, and Zayn peeks at the cloaked figure, who has a mini-gun pout bed directly at him. "Shit!" Zayn yells as he stands up and veins running away, which proves futile when the mini-gun tears him apart, causing his corpse to shatter into tiny red fragments of glass.
"Take cover in the ruins!" Derek shouts his order as he and the surviving players run into the deserted city.
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Derek breathes heavily as he reloads his M16 rifle. "What do we do!" A player asks, his body shaking and his tone being high and scared. "There's no where left to hide! We are so screwed!" The player says, gripping his gun tightly. "I don't know what to do! I didn't know they hired a bodyguard to take care of them!" Derek shouts. "Look! It's Alera!" A second player says, pointing at Alera who is coming out of the dust and shadows and running directly towards them. Alera sharply gasps as she sees six red PLA going directly towards her. The sniper sidestepped and jumps over the lines, which are now waves of bullets that would've torn her apart limb by limb.Now that she has her back arced and bullets almost scraping her, she looks at Derek and the others before falling down and harshly hitting the ruined wall with her back.
       "I'm gonna wipe that smirk of his face." Alera says as she sits up straight. "What's the point. He got us pinned down. What are we gonna do?" Derek says with a defeated sigh. "We'll run in and kill the two players with energy carbines. Once they're killed we'll handle the big one." Alera quickly makes a plan. "But how! That gun got us pinned! Its just a game so I rather just log out that let them win." Derek says. Alera angrily table Derek by his poncho's collar and pulls him closer to her.
      "AT LEAST HAVE THE GUTS TO RUN STRAIGHT TOWARDS THE GUN IN A GAME!" Alera yells at Derek. Alera releases Derek and looks at the other players. "Two seconds. All I need so I can put a round through his head. Derek and I will take the left flank, rest of you take the right."

"Yes ma'am!" They all reply in unison. Alera raises her hand with three fingers up. She then lower one, signaling two seconds left. The players get ready to launch their attack as Alera lowers another finger. Derek nods as he stays in a crouching position like everyone else. Alera lowers her last finger. The players jump out of cover and fire the enemy players. The mini-gun user smirks and aims his heavy weapon at his attacker. In less than a second his bullets start flying across the battlefield and hitting its target, killing the two players. By this time Derek fires his M4 at the mini-gun user, who gets hit on his shoulder. The enemy player aims his large gun at Derek. "Come and get me!" Derek taunts as he keeps shooting his machine gun. The heavy gunner pulls the trigger, sending bullets directly at Derek. Once Derek has been torn apart, the heavy gunner laughs out loud, mostly because how weak he thinks his opponents are. But he lost count of one player.

      "Hey there, bitch!" Alera says, who's standing in back of the gunner. The gunner tries to turns round quickly, which proves difficult because of his heavy gun. Alera grabs her sniper by the barrel and swings her gun like a sword, hitting the enemy straight on the head. The gunner stumbles back and falls harshly on the dry desert ground, making new crevices on the floor. Alera swiftly brings the barrel of her sniper right on the man's forehead.
       "Atode." The sniper teen says right before she pulls the trigger and kills the mini-gun player. Alera smirks as she looks at the screen that shows her what she gained from this fight.

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