Daniels grabs up the mini gun with his left hand by the mount located on top of this behemoth of a weapon, and grasps the the energy pack that goes with it. With a few clicks and snaps, the mini gun is connected directly to this lightweight azure colored pack.
Garld stands next to him, “This is suicide. You’re going to die as soon as you step foot in that room! Even with that!”
“I’ll take my chances, Garld. I just need you to get me the access to that area, unhindered. Let me worry about how this ends.” Lee Daniels said, looking at Garld straight in his Regent race eyes. “But I recommend getting far away from this place.”
An alarm suddenly blurts out. High pitched triple pulse.
“Lockdown!” Garld exclaimed as he took cover.
Daniels grinned from ear to ear underneath his crusader visor.
Garld immediately reaches up to his ID badge, and yanks it off the cable lanyard, snapping it off, handing it over to Daniels. “This is the only way you’ll get passed all the doors. Regent troops are going to arm themselves and get prepared for…you, obviously.”
The both of them stood and looked at each other as the alarm blared above and around them. “Goodbye Mr. Garld. You’ve been a big help.” Daniels extended a hand to shake the hand of the Regent scientist. At first, Garld was reluctant to shake it as he looked at the open hand invitation. Garld immediately reached for it and connected with a firm handshake.
“Funny, you’re the first Regent I actually shook hands with.” Daniels said to Garld.
Garld releases the handshake and Daniels brings his hand down back to the mini gun.
“That minigun will be able to penetrate the armored surface of the reactor core, once you damage the casing, it will immediately become highly volatile. You won’t feel a thing.” Garld turned around and immediately walked away.
Daniels, gripping this very deadly minigun, charged forward in the opposite direction of Garld, minigun shifting back and forth in his hands, his amber armor speckled in amethyst blood, dented from debris and shrapnel. His armored boots clattered and clanked hard against the metal grating, passing a few corridors down, turning with the curves, watching the pipeline and the wiring above and to his side. Going as fast as he can, fully augmented in speed and strength. Being careful not to drain his energy sources when he needed it most.
The first door automatically swung open as he now held a security card, allowing him free access during the lockdown.
With a hiss it closed behind him. One of many.
After the door clicked and latched closed, he continued his furious speed and aggression onward. As soon as he turned the corner, a squad sized element were standing guard at their armory. Daniels had the element of surprise as he whipped around the corner like a sports car hitting 75 miles an hour on a 50 miles an hour curve. His finger depressed the minigun trigger, and a giant machine whirl sound opened up, spitting out a burst of 50 rounds in a matter of seconds. Blue flames out the front of the 8 cylinder barrel system, instantly vaporizing the squad at the blink of an eye. The bullets proceeded further into the walls and set off an explosion in the armory room, with the screams of dying Regent as they burned to death.
Daniels ended their suffering by firing more into the armory.
The door leading to another corridor towards the reactor core was slightly damaged, and with a kick from his left heel, the door gave up.
A swarm of energy rounds headed directly towards Daniels, there must have been a large defense force waiting for his arrival. He immediately drops his speed augmentation and puts it on full armor. He, in all aspects, was virtually invincible – for a short period of time. His amber armor was taking a huge beating, but Daniels stood his ground and didn’t budge as the minigun opened up decimating the defense party. Their screams of horror and demoralized shouts were deafened by the sheer power of this magnificent weapon system.
Daniels heard heavier troops heading his way, and they already started to fire their weapons before they even saw him, at his direction. Basic principles of fire superiority. Fire enough rounds in the general direction of where it’s coming from, as a distraction. Daniels clambered on, stepping on pieces of Regent flesh and bones, and the sticky clotted pools of blood. He was running out of time until his suit needed to recharge itself for more damage, and he needed to charge fast.
And so began his descent into Hell itself, as dozens of troops were prepared. Some carried grenade launchers, missile launchers, pistols, rifles, high powered rifles, plasma and other various energy weapons. This was their last stand. This human was here to destroy everything they worked for. And they had a reason to use all necessary measures to kill Lee Daniels.
As soon as he turned the corner and the reactor core room was within eyesight, Daniels was immediately bombarded with heavy ordnance. His armor began to falter from the rounds and the shrapnel. A high impact round entered his left shoulder, and out the back of his armor plating. Wounding him severely. Still gripping the mini gun, knowing this was the last stand, immediately depressed the trigger, and the minigun roared like a ferocious lion, sending 1000 miles an hour lead bees into his victims. Moving it back and forth, side to side, making sure anything that was moving, was getting destroyed. Scientists and troops were getting ripped apart at various points of their bodies, arms and legs and torsos flying about.
Or what was left of them.
Daniels wasn’t aware that the minigun was just spinning on its rotator, as the energy pack was completely empty. The eight barrels were hot and smoking. And nothing moved. The only sound that was heard, was Daniels breathing, and the oozing corpses of dead Regent.
The blood loss was significant, as he felt the first stages of shock. Daniels dropped the mini gun and the pack with his good shoulder, both hit the floor with a wet thump from all the blood. The armor augmentation was gone. Strength augmentation was barely activated, and speed was disabled.
Daniels clambers over to the computer terminal at the giant trifold countertop, and several dials and screens, monitoring energy output and input, temperatures, fluid pressure, and so on. His mini gun now empty, he needed to manually set this thing off the scales and overheat it. And he needed to work fast before reinforcements started coming. With his good right arm, he raised up his empty hand and started adjusting everything at maximum levels, beeps and blurts were heard as the computer accepted all the new commands. Daniels could hear the clammer and the grunts of troops down the corridor. He still had time to make final immediate adjustments. With more beeps and alarms of confirmation, he dialed down the coolant system rapidly as the azure flowing and bright reactor core was now starting to melt. Unstable.
Shock started its second stage, and it put Daniels to his knees. Losing balance and putting his back up against the computer terminal counter. His breathing was getting ragged, his left lung was collapsing from the bullet wound that penetrated his chest cavity. With a quickness, he reached up underneath his helmet and lifted it off, tossing it to the side with a clank. Gasping and sweating profusely, trying to get air.
The Regent troops are getting closer, and the alarms are blaring loud, letting Daniels know that at any moment, this place was going to be leveled. Killing every single person. He closed his eyes, straining to breathe, and then opened his eyes through blur of tears and sweat.
Daniels saw his wife and his two children, hugging each other at the waists, waved at him. The smile on his wife’s face made his breathing difficulty worse. His veins in his neck beginning to distend, desperately getting whatever oxygen that his body can create to his brain. Daniels looked down at his suppressed pistol, and unholstered it with whatever natural strength he had left, with the hammer still pulled back. His hand is shaky, pulse is getting rapid and weak. Daniels holds it straight out in front of him, waiting for the enemy to swarm him.
He doesn’t get the chance to pull the trigger one last time, as the reactor core reacts to the high temperatures, setting off a cataclysmic explosion. The shudder and aftershock was felt for miles and miles, disturbing wildlife and plant life. The rogue Regent fortress was decimated, leaving nothing but a crater. The fire and smoke emitted for weeks as the wreckage slowly burned itself out.
The WEC claimed no responsibility to the loss of the rogue Regent base, all of the rogue agents among the senate were arrested and immediately executed for treason against the Commonwealth of the People. For years, the Regent and the humans worked hard to restore their trust and relationship between one another.
In the halls of military affairs in the Commonwealth building, WEC Special Operators Division Seven, three names were etched into the wall, for the recruits walked into the classroom, and Operators alike, as a reminder for their sacrifice:
Jason Webber, Lieutenant.
Adam Stephens, Senior Sergeant
Lee Daniels, Sergeant
For exceptional heroic efforts, this wall is dedicated to the team who entered Regent battle space, knowing the cost of their sacrifice full heartedly.
To Lee Daniels, who single handedly completed the mission, giving his life to the cause, and fought to the very end.