The 70th Awakened 3 The Rescue

The mayor had a dumbfounded expression on his face, "Do you take me for a fool?"

"No Mayor, but I did say its out there."

"That you did miss MeLing. Let me see here...I have thirty Androids I can spare. I hope you are aware that aerial extraction is highly inadvisable in that area?" She only nods in confirmation.

"Well I got access to some CG(Combat Generation)5 Suits. I rather be safe then sorry with this job."

She raises her hand, "Point of statement: It is best to keep him secret. So make the Androids undergo a secrecy protocol cla.s.s 10."

He shakes his head, "No can do, I don't have access to that level of encryption. Only Ministers, certain Generals and the President herself has that level of encryption, but I do have access to cla.s.s 9."

She shrugs, "Better then nothing...Extraction though should happen as fast as possible, he is in a rather critical condition."

The mayor end the call, and starts another

Meanwhile back at Allen, the drone starts making a unexpected beeping sound and replies in a robotic tone, "Hostiles detected: It is advised that -Human- must seeks shelter in the closest available enclosed area."

Allen shakes his head and sneers at the drone, "I don't know if you know but I have barely any energy to stay awake, let alone find cover."

"Ent.i.ties encroaching Genes: -Istic Clam Inferos-. Colloquially known as -Hugger-. They attach themselves to the base of there prey's skull, in the attempt to absorbs hosts brain matter.

Thinking to himself that, that thing is literally from a horror movie.

Whoa is me. He turn his body to grab the railing which buckles and snaps. He nearly slips and falls as a piece of iron falls into the forest below.

Loud terrifying screech was heard from below. Instinctively Allen knew he had to get his a.s.s in gear.

Slowly he starts raising himself as fear starts creeping up to him, "Bad day, bad day, bad day."

The screeching got louder and louder. He uses all his strength to jump through the door and quickly jams the door it behind himself.

A thud hits the door followed by a blood curdling screech. Allen closes his ears in the attempt to block out the noise, thinking that this day couldn't get any worse. Another thud hits the door followed by a secondary screech. He just had to think that way huh.

Somewhere on the edges of the forest a three small ships lands on the clearing, A seriously dashing man that would make even real men weak at there knees steps out of the ship.

Wearing a ma.s.sive red suit of mechanical armor. He had striking blue eyes, square jaw and no facial hair. Wearing a buzz cut and almost black hair. The armor made him taller then he actually was at standing at a whopping 2.5m(about 8.2 feet) tall. He was carrying a rifle that made tanks cry for there mommies.

He c.o.c.ked it like a shot gun, "At the ready people, this is a cla.s.s Priority extraction mission. We are heading into some nasty territory, so we better buck the f.u.c.k up, Metaboyz."

29 other red armor wearing beastie boys line up next him and exclaims, "Hurrah!"

Allen was really starting to feel a sense of urgency as even more creatures keeps hammering against the door, but slowly he also started to notice that his consciousness was starting to fail. The drone hovering just a bit away from the building picks up the slower heartbeat coming of Allen, "Initiating emergency broadcast."

The lead android picks up a local emergency S.O.S broadcast, "Metaboyz, we got trouble better step up the pace." A lot of them was busy fighting of the local fauna that kept attacking the. Overgrown dogs and cats the sizes of trucks insects the sizes of bikes was swarming everywhere.

Their tactics of shoot to kill became shoot that direction and murder into that direction, and screw the rest.

Luckily the sound of some serious firepower startled the smaller creatures that was busy hara.s.sing him. He too notice the noise, sighing"What now?" He was barely able to hold open his eyes feeling himself slowly going to sleep.

The drone intercepted the android's position, "Status Buzzer!"
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"Affirmative, the subject has lost consciousness. Heart rate has fallen below safe levels. Situation critical."

MeLing was busy looking a lot of telemetry like the known vitals of the subject, "This is bad. Why now of all time does he decide to wake up?...just don't die." It was an rhetorical question.

The android's face tenses up, "How long does he have?"

The drone replies, "Current estimates suggests death would be within -32 minutes and 53 seconds-."

"This fight is hairier then our original estimates. Okay need the big guns."

He bring his ma.s.sive armored hand closer to his face. An interface device opens up on his wrists displaying their current positions, "Requesting satellite orbital bombardment, danger close!"

Whistling sound followed by an array of explosions, hits in and around the.

After the dust settles doe the android look forwards, "Alright Metaboyz, area clear double time!"

They arrive at the building where Allen was housed in less the 15 minutes, "Medic, do your magic."

A White armor wearing individual wearing a mask ran forward. He quickly runs his hand over the individual and gets a heads up display in front of his face. He then gently places his hand on the unconscious Allen, "Administering dark energy heal burst."

Allen's face went from white to a healthy glow. He slowly opens his eyes and sees something that is only supposed to be seen in fairy tales ,"c.r.a.p, is this my version of heaven or h.e.l.l?", he closes his eyes again after that statement.

The medic stands up carefully carrying him to something that looked like an armored hovering box. The box automatically opens up to reveal a surprisingly plush interior. He gently lays Allen down into it, and says to the team leader "His someone special isn't he?"

"Doesn't matter we gotta job to do. How long will he be under?"

"From my guess about two weeks."

Allen wakes up to an unfamiliar room with some interesting design aesthetics, that had neon light running the length of the ceiling with some rectangular designs. He turns and looks to his left to see one h.e.l.l of a beauty that was wearing large round gla.s.ses, "Okay, so this is my version of heaven, can't say I hate it."

She smiles gently at him and affectionately rubs his forehead, "Welcome to the modern day. For you it might have felt like a day, but in reality its been much, much longer."