Chad Porreca
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The Locket
Deep in the sprawl of a long dead city, the air is thick with the sounds of automatic rifle fire and detonating RPGs. A squad of resistance fighters cuts a path through war torn streets and toward their objective. Leading them, is a man devoid of sentiment, hard as steel, a born killer. They come to a corner, squad leader on point. He inspects the intersection before circling the corner to find a four man fire team. In perfect flow of action, he fires four three-round bursts, aided by the flickering lights of his internally projected Altered Reality heads-up display, though guided more by instinct. Each strikes their target, and the unprepared men are dead before they can react. Following the dropping bodies of the enemy combatants, the squad leader calls “Clear,” queuing his men to cross.
By Chad Porreca5 years ago in Fiction
The Locket
Deep in the sprawl of a long dead city, the air is thick with the sounds of automatic rifle fire and detonating RPGs. A squad of resistance fighters cuts a path through war torn streets and toward their objective. Leading them, is a man devoid of sentiment, hard as steel, a born killer. They come to a corner, squad leader on point. He inspects the intersection before circling the corner to find a four man fire team. In perfect flow of action, he fires four three-round bursts, aided by the flickering lights of his internally projected Altered Reality heads-up display, though guided more by instinct. Each strikes their target, and the unprepared men are dead before they can react. Following the dropping bodies of the enemy combatants, the squad leader calls “Clear,” queuing his men to cross.
By Chad Porreca5 years ago in Fiction
