The Man of Iron Part 4
Yay for a little battle! Anyways, two more days of school for me! And then I get to like, write more or something.
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Atlas walked into the office and closed the door, Thaddeus went to his own room. Atlas's office was dark and only the desk was lit. Atlas sat down,
"You can come out now." He said, A figure moved in the shadows uneasily, to a normal man, this figure would not have been seen. But since when was anyone in the 81st Recon normal?
"There is a large raider group heading our way." The figure said, Atlas knew that voice. It was Cobal, the chief scout.
"Cobal. Ready the men for an attack and get the workers into cover."
"Workers, sir? I thought they were slaves?"
"Workers now Cobal. You know I don't like slavery." Atlas said,
"Yes sir." Cobal said, he slipped out the door. Atlas knew he left, but he didn't even see the door move. He chuckled, he didn't even get any rest today.
"I'll rest when I'm dead." He laughed, he realized he instinctivly put all of his weapons on the table. There was the large calibre pistol he used before, he had a Assault rifle, a large one handed warhammer, and a few combat knives. He put them all back onto his armor and walked outside. The entire regiment was readied, and there was still only a few workers left outside. Cobal, one of the oldest and the best scout in the Regiment was trying to get them into a bunker.
"Contact!" A trooper yelled, through the forest, hundreds of raiders could be seen. Insane humans corrupted by their greed. Gunfire opened from the 81st's line, the gunfire smashed into the wave of raiders. Marie refused to go into the bunker, because then she wouldn't have a clear line of sight of Atlas. Cobal was too busy sharpshooting from his position to care for Marie and Gauss. The raiders eventually broke the line and the 81st retreated to the structures, but Atlas stood there. He dropped his rifle and took out one of his combat knives and his warhammer. One of the raider rushed at Atlas, his clothing stained with blood and seman. Atlas scoffed and with a lightning fast slash from his knife, Atlas had opened the raider's chest. He then fell to the floor, revealing behind him hundreds more. Atlas brought his hammer to bear, and pressed a button. The hammer envoloped itself in crackling lightning, he had never used it in front of the Regiment, only a few select few knew he had it. Atlas smashed the ground in front of him and a shockwave of earth and lightning flew about 20 feet in front of him, taking out a good amount of raiders. Most of the Regiment was amazed at the hammer's power. Especially Marie, she didn't even know how he could weild it. She went up to Cobal,
"Sir, what is that man using?" She asked, pointing at Atlas,
"That's Lord Commander Atlas, leader of the Regiment. He's using a weapon of Cald. Specifically, the Hammer of Cald." Cobal said,
"So he's royalty?" She asked, hoping to confirm her throughts,
"...That ma'am, is classified. Either you figure it out yourself, or he tells it himself to you." Cobal said,
"Come on men! Lets support the man!" Tarkus yelled above the gunfire, the Regiment roared in agreement.
"Keep up the fire!" Cobal yelled,
Atlas was fighting back a small army of raiders, quite an achivement indeed.
Slash, Smash, Roundhouse kick...He repeated those moves over and over again. His eyes were closed, he memorized the dance of death, sometimes he mixed them up, added some in, took some out. One raider got lucky and smashed Atlas's head with a club, that club took Atlas's helmet right off. On the upper right side of his face, was a tatoo, of mechanical gears and switches. He was a Cald for sure. Atlas was pushed aside by the force of the blow, but he used this to his advantage, rollong over, he then spun around taking out the surrounding raiders with his hammer. Eventually, the raiders were beat back.
Atlas walked over the dead bodies and picked up his ruined helmet. He frowned, Thaddeus ran up to him,
"Orders sir!" He asked
"I like how your not calling me Lord or anything. Gather all the Raider dead and toss them out into the deep forest. Get Cyrus to tend to our wounded and have Cobal bury our dead." Atlas said,
"Yes sir. We have three dead and quite a few wounded. Cyrus is gonna' need help." Thaddeus reported,
"Then...Have half the medics I assigned to treat the workers, treat out troops."
"Yes sir."
Atlas deactivated his hammer and holstered it, he cleaned his knife and put it back, he then sat down on a nearby crate. Attempting to fix his helmet. Marie walked to him, Gauss following closely behind,
"Atlas, I presume?"