[1.1] LyonsPride; Contact With Daleks [1.1]
Sarah hurled an EMP grenade over rubble and heard it explode, exotically, seconds later. Then she crouched further down as dalek pulsebeams shot just over the rubble. In her power-armour she darted along the shallow gully behind the rubble wall even as a pulsewave grenade came over the obstacle.
The EMP grenade had knocked out a dalek in its dalektech hovercone. She hit the ground even as the pulsewave was unleashed but, thankfully, her power-armour saved her from any grief.
Damned daleks, as if there were not enough dangerous factions in WashingtonDC, they had to show up after centuries of being absent. Trouble was if they made their appearance, there was a good chance chance at least one, of their traditional enemies, would arrive far too soon. Thals, SuperThals, Kaleds, Cybermen, Greys, Clonies, Zetans or others.
LyonsPride were soon making a retreat, the daleks choosing not to follow. They had learned, the hard way, that hovering too high made them into easy targets and they did not know the area well enough so as to always stay safely low.
Vargas spoke through 2way, to Sarah. "I wonder what drew those aliens here. It would have to be important for them to risk this horror planet."
Sarah responded as they came to guarded hoversleds, fully enclosed in light armour and with weapons. Three were troopsleds, one carrysled with extra equipment-supplies and two were gunsleds with extra firepower. "Supertech from the ASMM (Age of Scientific Madness and Miracles), secrets from the AncientOnes from before we humans, along with others, came here in our arkships from the LostEarth, or even mislaid dalek stuff left behind by past dalek invasion attempts."
Vargas nodded his power-helmet. "I though it might be NukaCola high prize caps!"
Sarah sighed. "Of course, sweetie, that must be it along with return book vouchers, vending-machine vouchers, emergency issue dollars, VaultTech bobbleheads, radioactive pizzas and rusty atomic motorcars."
It was of high concern to have daleks show up and would be necessary to get word to the SteelCitadel at once. Ultrahigh 2way, highly coded, communications took only a few seconds with the homebase. Radio pulses were exchanged. Despite this the small convoy kept moving, fast, so as to leave behind the coordinates of the radio communications. If nobody else could, there was also Skynet high up in mid orbit. It was hard to know what the 'Skynut' would do.
They threaded past Little China City and then entered a not so deep street tunnel.
Edited by Maharg67, 01 April 2021 - 02:46 PM.