"Bring it on bastards!" Blake shouted and he pulled both the blasters. Suu's and his.
He aimed at the creature in front of him and pulled the triggers of the blasters. A rain of bullets left the barrels of the guns and crashed into the creature's chest. It screamed from pain and Blake kept on firing until the creature would die.
Finally it dropped to the ground and Blake quickly turned around to see what was going on with the rest of the group.
"Draw your weapons!" He shouted. "Engage and kill those bastards!"
The other mercenaries pulled there own rifles, guns, pistols, repeaters and whatever weapons they were carrying and fought against the creatures. The sky was filled with blood and projectiles and screams could be heard.
Some mercenaries were killed by the creatures, but others managed to stand their ground.
Then Blake was stricken from behind and he fell to the ground. The creature he had shot was not dead. It raised its claw and struck Blake and so The Gambler got wounded. His left hip bleeded and he lay on the ground. He managed to turn around and shouted: "Take this one out!"
The other mercs aimed their guns and all began to fire at the creature. Blake fired his guns as well. Finally it really died.
Blake tried to stand up, but it pained him. "Damn it!" he cursed.
He aimed at the creature in front of him and pulled the triggers of the blasters. A rain of bullets left the barrels of the guns and crashed into the creature's chest. It screamed from pain and Blake kept on firing until the creature would die.
Finally it dropped to the ground and Blake quickly turned around to see what was going on with the rest of the group.
"Draw your weapons!" He shouted. "Engage and kill those bastards!"
The other mercenaries pulled there own rifles, guns, pistols, repeaters and whatever weapons they were carrying and fought against the creatures. The sky was filled with blood and projectiles and screams could be heard.
Some mercenaries were killed by the creatures, but others managed to stand their ground.
Then Blake was stricken from behind and he fell to the ground. The creature he had shot was not dead. It raised its claw and struck Blake and so The Gambler got wounded. His left hip bleeded and he lay on the ground. He managed to turn around and shouted: "Take this one out!"
The other mercs aimed their guns and all began to fire at the creature. Blake fired his guns as well. Finally it really died.
Blake tried to stand up, but it pained him. "Damn it!" he cursed.