Cathy was trying to ignore the stench of blood as she continued to keep an eye on the upper edge of the elevator.
The first shock grenade had cost them dearly, three catgirls had been caught badly in the blast and left stunned in the line of fire, until they were dragged bleeding back into the corridor. It would take her a long time to get the image out of her mind.
The gangsters had installed some kind of winch at the top, to quickly get a man down or up, and their second grenade had nearly allowed them to seize the elevators floor area. It could’ve taken the whole shaft.
A single Exocomp streaked past the barrier, grabbed the grenade in flight and transported it back up again. A burst from a Tommy Gun had it apart before it had the chance to drop the grenade up there, but it had bought enough time for anyone to get down into cover.
Niaka didn’t take it well, screaming as her personal pet had been killed, it had taken two other catgirls to pin her down and keep her from running into the elevator shaft to save the remains. She was still weeping back in the cargo area.
After this it had become a stalemate, with the gangsters systematically killing Cortanas cameras up there and enlarging the hole in the elevator door.
“I have five shots left, and Shiara’s pistol is nearly empty too,” Cathy whispered into her microphone, “give me a status report!”
“We are still preparing the cargo bay and we are running out of Battlesteel to use as barricades” another Catgirl responded. “Just hold them up a little bit longer.”
“Just a little bit longer, shall I throw with stones at them?” Cathy murmured. “Make sure that the wounded are somewhere they don’t catch a bullet if the fight moves to the last Module, and ask Lisa if she is making progress is the lab. Whatever she is doing there.”
----
“Everyone know what he should do?” Randers looked left and right, and anyone including Jerry nodded. “Then lets go... and don’t forget, as soon as we are down there, the next three will come down. On three... one, two, THREE!”
On one Jerry threw their last stun grenade down the shaft and now Randers and two of his men were chasing after it, a safe distance above. Randers with the help of the winch, the two men just skidding down on ropes they got from their bus.
“Keep the line!” Randers shouted and fired a stream of bullets into the barricades in front of him. “Take this, Kitties!”
One of his men stopped shooting, hit by some some strange can-like grenade that covered him in a sticky brown substance. Jerry and his own two goons took his place.
‘There is that damned catgirl with the gyrojet pistol,” he thought as the door in front of him began to close. ‘Just as planned!’
He fired a few shots at the last camera in the elevator, It burst in a shower of sparks and glass. He looked to Jerry and nodded. There was no need to talk again about what should happen now.
----
Cathy took a deep breath as the door to the elevator locked shut
“We have bought ourselves some time, I think we are doing good work” she said, then she looked to both sides. “Get the door to the cargo bay prepared, we need to move this barricades inside for our next line.”
The catgirls and Exocomps began moving the shot up plates into the next Module, but Cathy was already looking in the opposite direction.
“Lisa, whatever you are doing, get finished! When they break through this door I want the lab sealed, no need to give them any funny ideas” she called for the last catgirl still working in the lab a few meters right to her.
“I am coming Cathy” Lisa shouted, “we just have to move the coil into the cargo Module!” The catgirl arrived in the door frame and looked at Cathy and the rest of the catgirls on the other side of the Module.
“I think my Exocomps can handle it, give me just another minute... uhh Cathy... watch out, the door!”
Cathy spun around, only to see a quickly increasing red hot circle on the door.
“Cortana, get the doors closed” she cried as she turned around and tried to make a run for the door of the storage Module. She’d made it five meters when the door exploded inwards, showering the room between Lisa and her with hot scrap metal.
A wave of hot air, pushed her forward through the door as it began to close rapidly. Cathy tried roll with the impact, but hit parts of their barricade in the next Module hard with her arm and back. She was sure she heard a bone breaking as she cried out in pain.
The last thing she saw before the door closed was the Spacemarine striding through the hole, jamming a steel beam against the door frame, preventing the door from locking.
Then everything became black.
The first shock grenade had cost them dearly, three catgirls had been caught badly in the blast and left stunned in the line of fire, until they were dragged bleeding back into the corridor. It would take her a long time to get the image out of her mind.
The gangsters had installed some kind of winch at the top, to quickly get a man down or up, and their second grenade had nearly allowed them to seize the elevators floor area. It could’ve taken the whole shaft.
A single Exocomp streaked past the barrier, grabbed the grenade in flight and transported it back up again. A burst from a Tommy Gun had it apart before it had the chance to drop the grenade up there, but it had bought enough time for anyone to get down into cover.
Niaka didn’t take it well, screaming as her personal pet had been killed, it had taken two other catgirls to pin her down and keep her from running into the elevator shaft to save the remains. She was still weeping back in the cargo area.
After this it had become a stalemate, with the gangsters systematically killing Cortanas cameras up there and enlarging the hole in the elevator door.
“I have five shots left, and Shiara’s pistol is nearly empty too,” Cathy whispered into her microphone, “give me a status report!”
“We are still preparing the cargo bay and we are running out of Battlesteel to use as barricades” another Catgirl responded. “Just hold them up a little bit longer.”
“Just a little bit longer, shall I throw with stones at them?” Cathy murmured. “Make sure that the wounded are somewhere they don’t catch a bullet if the fight moves to the last Module, and ask Lisa if she is making progress is the lab. Whatever she is doing there.”
----
“Everyone know what he should do?” Randers looked left and right, and anyone including Jerry nodded. “Then lets go... and don’t forget, as soon as we are down there, the next three will come down. On three... one, two, THREE!”
On one Jerry threw their last stun grenade down the shaft and now Randers and two of his men were chasing after it, a safe distance above. Randers with the help of the winch, the two men just skidding down on ropes they got from their bus.
“Keep the line!” Randers shouted and fired a stream of bullets into the barricades in front of him. “Take this, Kitties!”
One of his men stopped shooting, hit by some some strange can-like grenade that covered him in a sticky brown substance. Jerry and his own two goons took his place.
‘There is that damned catgirl with the gyrojet pistol,” he thought as the door in front of him began to close. ‘Just as planned!’
He fired a few shots at the last camera in the elevator, It burst in a shower of sparks and glass. He looked to Jerry and nodded. There was no need to talk again about what should happen now.
----
Cathy took a deep breath as the door to the elevator locked shut
“We have bought ourselves some time, I think we are doing good work” she said, then she looked to both sides. “Get the door to the cargo bay prepared, we need to move this barricades inside for our next line.”
The catgirls and Exocomps began moving the shot up plates into the next Module, but Cathy was already looking in the opposite direction.
“Lisa, whatever you are doing, get finished! When they break through this door I want the lab sealed, no need to give them any funny ideas” she called for the last catgirl still working in the lab a few meters right to her.
“I am coming Cathy” Lisa shouted, “we just have to move the coil into the cargo Module!” The catgirl arrived in the door frame and looked at Cathy and the rest of the catgirls on the other side of the Module.
“I think my Exocomps can handle it, give me just another minute... uhh Cathy... watch out, the door!”
Cathy spun around, only to see a quickly increasing red hot circle on the door.
“Cortana, get the doors closed” she cried as she turned around and tried to make a run for the door of the storage Module. She’d made it five meters when the door exploded inwards, showering the room between Lisa and her with hot scrap metal.
A wave of hot air, pushed her forward through the door as it began to close rapidly. Cathy tried roll with the impact, but hit parts of their barricade in the next Module hard with her arm and back. She was sure she heard a bone breaking as she cried out in pain.
The last thing she saw before the door closed was the Spacemarine striding through the hole, jamming a steel beam against the door frame, preventing the door from locking.
Then everything became black.