The pod door to the cryo-pod hissed and slowly opened. I sat up and shook my head, coughing while I did. I stepped out onto the cold, metal floor of the cryo-room of the IMC Shadow. John James, Eddie Sharpe, Reese Kyle, Tyson Smith and Scarlet Dale all slowly rose from their cryo-pods, coughing as well.
"I fucking hate cryo." Sharpe said with a cough. Sharpe or Alpha 5 was the heavy weapon unit of Alpha Squad. Physically the biggest of Alpha squad, he was a sort of pack mule of heavy gear and weapons.
"Yea, well by the looks of your face, cryo hates you too." John said, laughing. John or Alpha 3 was the demo expert of Alpha Squad. James, who liked anything that went boom from age 13, was the most knowledgeable with explosives, however childish he acted.
"Not even 5 minutes awake and you two idiots are already at it." Tyson said, stretching. Tyson or Alpha 6 is the techy and hacker of Alpha Squad. At age 12, Tyson was smart enough to hack a school program blocker just so he could play games.
"I guess it's just their thing or some bullshit like that." Reese said. Reese or Alpha 7 is Alpha Squads sniper and stealth expert. Kyle keeps to himself in combat, unlike Sharpe and John who never quit bitching in combat. Reese is ranked Top Sniper and Best Marksmen in the Marines, aside from the Chief himself.
"They act like an old married couple." Scarlet remarked. Scarlet or Alpha 24 is Alpha squads medic. Since she was raped at age 14, she has always wanted to help people anyway she can. She is the newest member of Alpha Squad. She is sometimes called Rookie. Her first real operation and probable last. We never keep Rookies very long.
And last but not least, myself. I am Shawn McKay and I am the Leader of Alpha Squad. I don't like to brag but my squad is the most decorated Marine squad in the Interstellar Marine's with most combat drops and missions completed.
At that moment, the ship Commander, Commander Johnson Price, walked into the cryo room. Instantly, we all snapped to attention, only able to breath and our hearts can beat.
"At ease, soldiers." Commander Price said and we all went to the at ease stance. "As you know, we are here to locate and retrieve the PMC Hirohito, a mining ship that sent a distress call 3 days ago, she was orbiting an unknown planet when we received the message, you Marines are going on board to find out what happened."
Tyson raised his hand and Commander Price nodded for him to speak. "Have we gotten contact from them, sir?"
"No, Lieutenant, we haven't, nothing but static, now get your gear into the pods, launch in 5 hours." The Commander ordered.
The Commander left the deck and we all went down the short hall to the armory and out lockers. I took my armor out of my locker and started putting it on.
Scarlet came up next to me, holding her armor, sat on the bench and said. "What do you think it is, sir?"
I hooked my boot on tight and said, "Drop the Sir shit, Private, I work for a living."
She remained quiet as she put her chest plate on and I tightened my gloves, flexing my fingers to see if they fit well. I walked to the weapons lockers and opened them up, saying. "We're gonna be inside a ship, take whatever you think is necessary, bring plenty of mags and Rookie, bring med supplies."
Seeing they got the message, I looked through the lockers, taking out a M41 Pulse Rifle. My favorite rifle with fully auto setting and a mag of 100 rounds. I grabbed a M4R pistol, high capacity mag and fucking accurate. I also grabbed the good old M37 Close Assault Weapon System or Shotgun for short. Grabbing 16 extra clips for the M41, 10 extra clips for the M4R and 80 shells for the M37, I stowed them away in my pod.
I returned to the armory and watched what the rest of my squad chose for weaponry.
John grabbed a M4BR Battle Rifle, which was 3 round burst and a 15 round clip. He chose the M4R pistol, like mine. Being the demo expert he was bound to grab the U4 Smart Laser. This beast of a weapon fired a high-powered laser that wasted anything it touched. He packet any other kind of explosive into his pack and headed to the pods.
Sharpe chose the M56 automatic weapon, which was fully auto with a bi-pod and a 500 round chain. He took the 88M4, which was a bigger pistol of a higher caliber but an 18 round mag. He also grabbed the M240 Incinerator better known as the Flamethrower. He grabbed some more chains for the M56 before heading to the pods.
Tyson took up the M4BR as well, due its 3 round burst. He also took the M4. Being team techy, he thought it would be smart to bring a MK2 Plasma Pistol, due to EMP. Grabbing extra clips and comm gear he headed to the pods.
Carlos grabbed up his SAM Sniper rifle, with it long range and 4 round clip. He then grabbed 2 M39 Submachine guns and a M4R. Taking extra clips he headed to the pods.
Finally, Scarlet took a MK122 shotgun, because medics need to concentrate on helping before killing. She grabbed a M4R and an M39 Submachine gun as well. She loaded her pack with medical supplies and extra shells and clips before heading to the pods, dropping her shotgun on the way out.
I picked up the shotgun, shook my head and said to myself, "Green as grass."
I gave her the shotgun and then said to the squad, "Go get something to eat while we have time, 3 hours until launch!"
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3 hours later...
We entered the small pod bay, so small it could only launch two pods at a time. Helmets on and packs on our backs, the Commander walked on deck and we snapped to attention.
"At ease, for today, we are gonna use newly made grind pods, they will cut through the ships hull for you to get in." The Commander said.
The grind pod engineer stepped forward and said, "Since we can only launch two at a time and it will take a while to load and prep the next pods, so it may be a while before the whole team is onboard, so set a rally point as soon as the first two are onboard."
"Okay, the Rookie and I will drop first, Tyson and Reese will go after us and Sharpe and John go last." I said, locking my M41 and M35 into the weapon compartment in the side of the pod. I put my M4R in its holster and locked myself into the pod.
Scarlet locked her weapons into the compartments and put her pistol in its holster. She got into her grind pod and I called her comm. "You ready, Rookie?"
"Ready to dive in, feet first." She replied, sounding nervous.
"That's our way, Conrad, drop us in." I ordered.
The grind pods drill started turning and the red-hot drill laser started up. I felt the pod reposition to fire the pod into the ships hull.
Conrad, the ship's engineer and Alpha squads mission advisor, tapped a few buttons on the launch control board and the launch switch on the board lit up. He gave the sign to show drop pods ready and the Commander nodded. Conrad pulled the lever and the pod launched towards the ships hull.
The pod hit the surface of the ship and I felt the hull bending and shredding as the grinder tore through it. After five seconds the pod ripped through the surface and started to tear through the floor. It went through two more floors before grinding to a stop. The pod doors opened and I stepped out.
"That was one hell of a ride." I said, pulling my MA5B and M90 out of the compartment. I put the M90 on the side of my pack and turned the safety off on the MA5B. To my left, Scarlet emerged from her pod.
"Holy shit, I don't want to do that again." She said taking her weapons from the compartment.
"Well, get use to it, we always dive in feet first." I said, looking at her.
"Yea, I know, sir, we aren't Marines for no reason." She said, putting the M7 on her hip SMG holder.
"Your shotgun will work better with safety off, Private." I said, feeling a bit embarrassed that she didn't turn it off as soon as she got out of the pod.
"Oh, yes, sir, sorry sir." She said, scrambling to turn safety off.
"I told you to drop the sir shit, Private."
"Sorry, Captain."