||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 08:17:44 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|Overhead, Ardo could still hear the tac-com channel.“ . . . Repeat,Vixen,return to base at once. That is a direct order!”“Lieutenant! They’re breaking through!”Littlefield stopped. “Will you look at that!” |
“So get to the point!” old Rastin called from the center of the room.FOLLOWING THE BRIGHT PATH PAINTED ONTO THE surface of the artifact by the Ghost's special laser, the tactical nuclear warheads plunged down through the hazy storm-breeding skies of Bhekar Ro. They were like lightning bolts hurled from the heavens by an angry god.With the remaining Marines and Firebats cut off from the tanks and Goliaths, they were caught in the middle of a bloodbath. Even as they turned their weapons on the Protoss that stood against them, Zerg minions closed in from the flank and fell upon them.
Ardo ran, but he could not clear his mind. “Sergeant . . . sir, about Wabowski, I . . .”
Five meters.“Perhaps,” Merdith said. “But if you’re willing to help me, I think we both may be able to get off this cursed world. I can help you if—”
Ardo’s breath froze. The creep!
his voice to become brusque. "She's dying."