The techs and scientists watched as the doors buckled, the talons and head of the beast appearing through the door. As the screaming monster emerged into the room, scientists and techs fought each other to get through the door into the stairwell. The group turned from an orderly, though hasty, migration into a scrum of flailing bodies. Complete chaos ensued. They were no longer rational human beings. Fear ran through the crowd like a tidal wave. They turned into a mass of herd animals trying to outrun the wolf. The screaming started as the engineering team realized that they were on the front row to a horror movie. One of them kept yelling, “Jesus, Jesus,” over and over again. The stench of voided bowels and urine choked the air in the play room. The frenzied exodus wasn’t going well for anyone, and there would be injuries.
There was nothing the team could do to make people act like rational humans, so they didn’t try. How could they, with this horror. The sound of weapons racking the first bullet into the chamber sounded eight times, each sound as different as the weapon system being used. There was only the team, plus Lieutenant Pang and three techs to stop the slaughter that was about to happen.
Everett thought about this, and turned to Mickey. Everett looked at him, muscled, as big as a house, the huge .50 caliber rifle looking small against his frame, and said, “Mike’s really going to be pissed that he missed this.”
Mickey had a huge grin. He thought about Mike missing the impending slaughter. Mickey looked back at him, “Yeah, I think he’s going to be a little upset.”
They both looked at the beast in front of them. Everett watched as its huge fangs flexed in and out if its mouth. Then he noticed its body massing, muscle contracting, the back legs tensing under the body.
“Get ready, here it comes!” he yelled.
Tom fired the first shot. The .338 Lapua hit the monster on the top of the head. The head flinched, and the monster paused. It didn’t seem harmed so much as stunned that it had been hurt. The momentary silence was overwhelmed by the sound of gun fire as the rest of the team opened up on the creature. The hide was tough, but blood and gore flowed. Rob scored a shot against the beast as he lobbed a 40mm underneath it. Everett and Mickey piled shot after shot into the shoulder and front legs of the beast. They saw the effect the .338 Lapua had on the head, and they didn’t want to waste shots by putting more rounds there.
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