On the ground at Point Zero. There was a constant flood of bodies being thrown at the enemy from the United States. They would send wave after wave of troops at them with only one squad staying put. Operation Striker. Forty five highly trained soldiers to the peak of their form.
They were immediately sent to the front line and have been stationed there. Each one of them is named after a state. They would be unmoved and unfazed as they kept killing whatever was in front of them. It became a problem as slowly but surely they were being pushed back.
Their resistance was based on their skill and proficiency of their weapons and murder. All of them dealt with each threat inside the US for the last five years, once the US self isolated they had no policing of the world. But of the homeland.
"MINN ON YOUR RIGHT!" One of them would shout as she would turn to face a monkey. Giving it a face full of lead with a shotgun.
"Thanks Conn!" She would turn back to see him impaled by a light sword from two different lizards. She would rush over and take the two of them down while two others come and cover her.
The two would have Massachusetts and Louisiana on their badges. Minn grabbed Connecticut's gun and opened fire into the crowd of enemies as a sniper laser bolt missed her skull. Hitting Louisanna in the thigh, she would keep firing as he spoke up.
"Go! You two meet up with everyone else at wave two I'll buy you some time!" Louis spoke as he held up his pistol and rifle. Mass would tug on Minn to get them to leave. They would fire blindly behind them as Mass falls limp, no longer having a skull. Minn would be at the second barrier with the rest of the team. She would rest as the oncoming fire slowly grew in numbers.
"Minn, status report." Texas would demand, his tone harsh. The highly decorated vest he wore on his armor felt like it gave him status. He was their leader but acted like a dictator.
"Louis, Mass, and Conn are all dead. Louis bought us about fifteen seconds as I fell back here with Mass, but he didn't make it. He got sniped." She spoke back. Preparing for wave two as Nevada would be constantly firing while ducking every once and awhile to avoid the shots being fired at them.
"You should have died with them rather than run like a coward." Texas stated as Minn just felt defeated. She was able to watch something on a nearby rooftop. Seems like a human can keep up with them. Before a low flash of white light made her look back up.
"Virginia, Dakota, Wisconsin and Michigan. Take back the front line with three platoons accompanying you." Looking down to Minnesota. "You go with them and better not come back. Remember who is number one." He would say as he opened fire. "Everyone else. Cover fire for them!"
Wisconsin, Michigan, Dakota, and Virginia would form up on Minnesota as they charged back to wave one. Nevada hopped the cover and would follow them. "Get back here Nevada!" He didn't listen, knowing that this push was a deathtrap for them. The three platoons of support turned into one as they got back to the first point.
Another sniper shot took down Virginia. Nevada saw where it came from. Lining up the shot he was able to fire and take down the sniper. As he looked back up there three had taken its place. Minn, Michigan and Wisconsin would all duck behind the cover. Nevada thought of a plan. "Tex, get Cali to the roof of the building on the northwest!" He knew they couldn't do anything without another layer of vision to help them out.
The Lizards would be waiting to rush in one huge wave on the other side of the barrier. None of them could see this as they were pinned by the rapid sniper fire searing the barricade and wall of alien flesh.
"That's a negative Nevada, not only did you disobey a direct order. Cali is defending his home state." Tex responded through the intercom sharply. "You all deserve to die. Everyone leaves them to die. No matter the cost, fall back to barricade two." Tex demanded from each of his troopers as most stood in shock.
"Fuck, so we get no support and are sent to die?" Wisconsin spoke out loud. Being shot in the head as he spoke by Tex. Tex was swarmed by the rest of the people around. He had gone mad, more than he was.
"What the fuck. I am taking the high ground." Nevada spoke while looking to the other two. "Minn, Dakota and Mich. fall back and finish off Tex. feed him to these things." Pulling out his sidearm he would fire from atop the barrier and push back the Lizards movement for a second. "Mississippi and Oregon. Cover fire for Minn and Mich to fall back! Washington and Idaho, with me to the north building." He would cover fire as the other two backed up. Once he got to the north building he would pop inside.
"Florida, Alabama, Missouri and Georgia, take the building across from us. Mich, Dakota Minn, Oregon and Hawaii, you stay on the ground and help the platoons stay in order besides you all." He would be climbing the stairs counting in his head and keeping tabs of everyone.
"Carolina, I need you to lead Maine, Wyoming, Colorado, and Vermont to the far south building. Box them in like fish in a barrel." Nevada racked his brain, he needed to hold this spot. Something didn't feel right as he thought to himself. 'C'mon, think we got a lot of us.'
"Mississippi, you take Alaska, Arkansas and Kansas to the left. Force them down the trail we have for them." Nevada, Idaho and Washington were on the roof, being able to provide fire support and take out any other snipers that pop up.
"Utah, Montana and Iowa. Set up in the far building. I trust you to become the anti sniper squad." Nevada asked them as the three headed to the spare building. Their casualty numbers dropped drastically. The aliens still kept on coming even if they kept dying.
"Maryland, Kentucky, Indy, Oklahoma, Arizona and New Mexico. Take defensive positions to make sure we can keep getting ammunition and have open communication." Nevada's tone was relaxing, he wanted to live as much as they did. They all started to work as a team and everything smoothed out.