Chapter 75 : Not a short journey Part 4 - The Ambush.
The abrupt warning of an imminent attack causes panic and chaos among the Seventh Batch.
Marshack instead is confused, he detects the incoming underground vibrations of some creatures that had tailoring them for several Standar Minutes, presumably the Wölfznsatch.
However, he doesn't see the Outpost of the Avizjiel, and only perceive a group conformed by six Entities, three on the ground with a triangular formation trying to go unnoticed among the surrounding grass, the other three are flying, maintaining a static position watching the vicinity.
Their appearance somewhat resemble an insectile Anthropoid, dark yellow chitinous exoskeleton with wine, black or red stripes that are covered by a brown Endodermis Suit with an hexagonal pattern.
4 slim arms and 2 legs a tad sturdier with 4 translucent dark brown wings on their backs, and a wide wasp head with three big hexagon solid dark Caramel eyes.
§ Avizjiel (Workers) §
Quality 35 ★ Category 25
§ (Hardened) Caramel Plasma §
The Flying Avizjiel sight the Seventh Batch, buzzing and clicking their maw's, The notice quickly attracts more Avizjiel who come out from the middle of the triangular formation.
First a few dozens that agglomerate into several hundreds in a matter of seconds, all of them carry one up to four weapons per arm of different design, size and functionality.
In the following moments, the Avizjiel get closer, flying with evasive maneuvers while striking barrages of a [Ballistic] Caramel Plasma.
Being extremely precise with each blast, injuring some of the integrants of the Batch that doesn't possess a resilient Energy Shield, capable of tolerate the raw piercing power of the Grade 6 ammunition employed by the Avizjiel.
‡—Do not interfere Bverxkka; Said Zergirion in another language »‡—Something is not right here.
Marshack can number a list of everything that is wrong with the messy set up on the bad planned and even the worst execution of this Exploration Journey.
‡—How long?; Asks the Apex with evident displeasure in the same language that Zergirion used, for the former, is absolutely abhorrent to stay idle not doing anything on this type of situations.
The Playboy smile confirming his suspicion {Bverxkka is not "Hearing" what i said, He is interpreting the meaning of my words and responding accordingly, I doubt he is entirely aware that his speech varies depending on who he communicates with}.
‡—You are going to know, but not too long, a few minutes … , or just a couple of seconds, look; Zergirion signals the group of the Students of Öfthênjör Åcademy that are in charge of the Seventh Batch.
These students have a band around their right arms, pressing it, a translucent whitish film of energy coated their silhouettes, surrounding their bodies and shooting them up towards the sky, leaving the atmosphere in an instant.
Marshack's rage flares up, "Traitors" and "Cowards" are the most disgusting type of individuals for him, because they resemble the weak and hybrids Hûrngöth that destroy Hûlfhednär.
The Apex creates a translucent yellow Spherical Shield Barrier made of small hexagons and extends it for 110 Vul (55 meters) on every direction.
Holding back the stronger [Ballistic] ammunition of Tier 5 or 6 that impacts the protection and deflecting or returning back to their senders the shots of ammunition inferior to Tier 4.
*»—Fight back!, we can deal with this weaklings, Quality and Category are just numbers if you don't have the Evolution to back them up.*
Zergirion transmission steel the conviction of some members of the Batch who started to fight if they weren't doing it already.
Most of them can only fire back ammunition of Grade 3 [Agglomeration] or Grade 4 [Compress], and no one can use a Tier superior to 4.
{This is not enough, we need to find a better position} Though Zergirion, observing the situation while shooting Black Vanta Plasma from his hands, killing Avizjiel in one strike.
»—Can you move Bverxkka?; Inquire the Playboy »—Erecting a Barrier like the one you're maintaining for everyone is taxing.
Marshack negates —It is not, i can jump, run or even engage in debauchery and the result would be the same.
The Apex points his right hand towards the place where the Avizjiel come from and continue coming out without a stop.
An abrupt and incessant burst of Grade 5 [Projectile] Red Pyro Plasma of Tier 11 strikes the entrance of the Avizjiel Outpost, destroying the ground and burning in red raging plasma flames the Insectile Species along with the grass of the inmediations.
*—Advance, the Wölfznsatch are on our backs, if we enter the Avizjiel Outpost they are going to think twice before attacking us.*
Zergirion assures the Seventh Batch and assumes the leadership role, they accept due to the ongoing circumstances, helping the injured to walk towards the demolished entrance of the Avizjiel Outpost.
*Howling*
The sound instill fear in the majority of the Individuals of the Seventh Batch, the Wölfznsatch are initiating their offensive and a quick back glance, reveals the creatures.
Wolves, massive wolves, with a minimum height of 4 and a half Vul (2.25 meters) and the tallest surpassing the 12 Vul (6 meters).
Their colossal size is as threatening as the matal razor sharp blades they have naturally in their maw's.
Every time they open their snout they launch a flash of Plasma, fast enough to not be avoided by the Avizjiel, who engage in combat against the furry Wölfznsatch.
The shots from both also attack Marshack's Shield Barrier, which is pierced on a couple of occasions by the Plasmatic flashes of the Wölfznsatch, ending the lives of some members of the Seventh Batch.
{The Barrier is being compromised!, the constant impacts diminish the effectiveness of the deflecting capacity, facilitating the Caramel Plasma to deal more damage and eventually are going to be capable of passing through the Energetic protection as the Plasmatic emitions of the Wölfznsatch are doing}.
Marshack focuses on repair and reinforce the Shield Barrier, adding more layers of protection while reducing the perimeter of action to maximize the efficiency.
The result is instantly evident, by having all his attention on maintaining the stability of the defense, Marshack makes his Shield Barrier to appear impenetrable, withstanding the Plasmatic strikes of the largest Wölfznsatch.
*»—Keep moving and charge straightforward to the entrance, inside the corridors of the Avizjiel Outpost we are going to have advantage.*
Zergirion remark is on point, and after going inside the Avizjiel Facility, the Seventh Batch have the upper hand with Marshack's Shield Barrier holding all the blasts of the Caramel Plasma Ammunition of the Insectile Species.
While the Wölfznsatch keep their position outside, killing more Avizjiel and taking the bodies of the dead, leaving the inmediations after they are unable of carry more preys.
—They are leaving!; Said someone with relief and Zergirion scolds him —Until we clean up this Outpost, anyone here is not safe, don't slack off and keep shooting!, if you are still breathing, then you can spam Plasma or Pure Offensive Energies.
The Playboy turned towards The Apex »—So my Not Friend, how long can you keep this protection you are using?.
—Indefinitely; Nonchalantly said Marshack with almost boredom »—It would be different with the Wölfznsatch attacking us in the open field, but having to block only one corridor of the same type of ammunition is simple, even with the variability of the Tier the Avizjiel employ.
—All of you hear him, don't hold back, we kill the rest of Avizjiel and advance to stablish our own Outpost.
Marshack sigh, if his Batch were conformed by Hûrngöth, he could simply use a Neutronic Warhead and wipe out the Avizjiel alongside the Wölfznsatch, but everyone here is so fragile, that is not an acceptable or viable option.