Unknown, Alaska
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3rd POV
The dropship flew above the cold mountain range of Alaska. Twenty-six soldiers were inside, their objective was to land at a facility 150 miles away from Anchorage. Lone sat near the hangar doors reading the recon files of the facility. "...Approximately 200+ subjects underwent a test to mix human and animal DNA to create a hybrid..." He shook his head, looking outside the small bulletproof window. In a bright yellow/orange hue, he saw a missile incoming.
"Brace for impact!" He shouted clutching his seat braces. Everyone followed suit. An explosion erupted in the back where him and four others were. Lone was the only one still hanging onto a landing gear trying to climb onto the undamaged side.
"Lone! Someone help me get him, we need him alive." Two soldiers used an emergency hatch ladder to try to hook Lone. But due to the speed of the ship trying to maintain the distance from the ground to prevent crashing, he slipped off, falling 100 feet to the cold snowy ground below.
Time: 15:28| Testing Facility-108| Lone's POV
Beep beep beep ding.
"Life support online. Heating subject. Scanning for injuries...done. Subject has 3 fractured ribs, broken wrist, dislocated arm, moderate concussion. Recommend On Field Medic."
My helment beeped aloud. The injuries it read out was starting to affect me. I started to feel much much more warmer since the temp here is below 12°.
"Lone, if you out there. The base's holding cells is right below you in Sublevel 4. Get down there fast or they'll start to...try to get survivo...ill anyone who bears the red/blue stripe...ck The signal is c...ing off..."
I started to get up when I hear a cracking sound. 'That better not be my back.' A much louder crack echoed. Barely lifting up my foot made the ground below me fall apart.
I fell for about a couple seconds before hitting the hard metal surface. Hearing a sickening SNAP. "MotherFu-" I nearly shouted clutching my dislocated arm. Faint voices below me muffled.
"...We have close to 100 successful subjects. All hybrids. Although only 2 of them have the increased strength. The second one is having seizures, suffered 3 heart attacks, and is nearly dead due to the close deaths. The first one just stays in..." The voices get more quieter.
With my good arm I use a metal cutter to cut a hole through the thick metal. Trying to cut through with one arm was so hard that I now have a hard time again with moving the metal. I finally dropped it down after a hard kick to the middle. The cut out metal made a loud CLANG. "What was that? It came from down that hallway." A voice said aloud. Footsteps made it to the sound. I jumped down quickly and quietly killing those that were down there.
"Hmm. What's this? Some kind of shotgun." I held the laser shotgun looking weapon. A device beeped on the dead security's radio. But first before I move on. Holding onto my dislocated arm I put it back into its socket. "Ah. There we go." I said in relief then got moving towards the holding cells.
"Testing room, Dining Hall, Barracks. What was going on down here?" I thought to yself passing room after room. Finally after about half a mile a giant bulk door came into view.
Holding Cells. Yes. The door controls looked very much like 2017 model so hacking it should be easy. Turns out hacking wouldn't work but ripping out the wires did the trick. The door opened slowly, upon looking inside made me sick to my stomach.
Lone's POV
Blood, some what looked like organs, and fur littered the floor and the walls. It looked like a slaughter took place here. Cells had a window probably bullet proof material that showed what was inside. Inside every one was a dead or mutilated body. The far two doors had heavy bulk metal. Possibly one used on Flagships.
