Here is a novella length story i wrote awhile ago. I took my three favorite models; a Kamau sniper, Neoterra Bolt and Hexa and asked myself, "what is their story?" The full story is available in three different formats on WGC Infinity, Word, PDF and Ebook in the FILES section. You can also read it online at https://daughtersofkali.wordpress.com This is just the first chapter, give it a go and i hope you like it! The Daughters of Kali By Joshua Hill A novella based in the Infinity the Game universe, created by Corvus Belli Chapter 1 Paradiso: Santa Barbara City It was raining the only way it does on Paradiso, heavy and constant. The sounds of nearby combat were almost drowned out. The city of Santa Barbara lay on the front lines of this new war, a war against alien aggression. The neon lights reflected in the puddles gathering around the squad of Kamau infantry. This was their element, water. They owned it. Corporal Sarah Patel fought to keep her heart from racing. It wasn’t the plasma blasts that were exploding closer and closer each minute that got her heart pumping. It wasn’t the attack ship that had been providing CAS (Close Air Support) burning behind her, with rounds from the autocannon cooking off from the heat. It was what it always was; performance anxiety. The Heads Up Display in the visor of her “Kamau” variant armor showed red glyphs and symbols representing Non Friendly Forces in the near distance…and getting closer. She shouldered her heavy M-91A5 Sniper rifle, keeping the weapon lowered. Her Extreme Distance Visor Mk 4, or X-visor, detected the rifle being readied and superimposed a bright red line, like a laser beam from the barrel of her rifle, letting Sarah know exactly where her weapon was pointed. However, instead of the laser being straight, it was curved to represent the trajectory of the bullet. For most weapons this increased the accuracy at longer range but for her M-91, it also let her use it in CQB more effectively. Sarah pointed the massive weapon down the alley, waiting for her target to appear. The alley was narrow and strewn with rubble and debris from the months of fighting. Most of the buildings were hollowed out shells, spilling their innards into the streets. Sarah had seen her 2/111th Alpha company “the Hammer Heads” deployed to warzones all over the Human Sphere. Even though the posture of the war effort was on the defensive, the Kamau never got that memo and used their anti-terrorist experience to take the fight to the enemy. Sarah, the best designated marksman in the company, was ready for what was coming. The ambush had been planned carefully, and right on time her sergeant, David Atkinson, rounded the corner of the alley running towards her at a full sprint. Every step, sending splashes of dirty water. Close on his heels was a TAG sized monster of nightmarish proportions. The nine foot tall monstrosity rounded the corner, fixing its baleful eyes on the fleeing Kamau sergeant. The beast had terrible claws, brimming with weapons. The muscles in its neck were gigantic and pulsed with alien life. The code name for this bio-mechanical beast was “Avatar”. The name alone sent her Hindu blood boiling and strengthened her resolve, casting aside any fear. The Avatar of the Evolved Intelligence turned into the alley, using its clawed hands to tear at the sides of the buildings to keep its balance as it ran, striving to catch the human. The feet were very small, made for running on hardened surfaces, which it did very well. Because of the small impact, the tiny human made much more noise and splashed much more water as he ran. Sgt. David sprinted across a pre-marked line and tossed himself to the ground as Sarah and the rest of her squad opened fire over David’s prone form. The automatic decibel levelers in her helmet certainly saved her hearing as she put the red “laser beam” on the monster and pulled the trigger. The powerful 8.5mm AP rounds tore through the air at frightening velocity and slammed into the Avatar repeatedly. An M-45A1 Heavy Machine gun opened up next to her, filling the Alley with Hate and discontent. Rifle and grenade fire added to the cacophony. The Avatar, being taken by surprise and having nowhere to turn, took the full fury of the squad’s fire. It brought its arms up to shield its head and torso, sparks and flashes bursting over the creature’s shiny, bug-like armor. Sarah assumed the thing would be destroyed or retreat back through the alley, heavily damaged. Like most assumptions, it was wrong. The thing roared as it crouched in a low stance, keeping its arms up as a shield and charged towards Sarah and her squad. It tore through the makeshift barricade of old refrigerators and car engine blocks, sending debris and men flying. Instead of firing the massive gun mounted or implanted in its arm, it threw its disproportionately long arms to the side. Sarah felt a buildup of power, as tangible and shocking as being thrown in icy water. The monster’s bio-mechanical eyes flashed, bathing the squad in a putrefying, green light. They had all been briefed on the “Sepsitorizing” capabilities of the enemy, but this was the first time she had seen it used and for the first time this battle, Sarah felt fear. Red warning glyphs flashed on her Heads Up Display as the sickly light hit her. She said a quick prayer, praying that the NBC capabilities and built in fire walls held up. The flashing red lights turned green indicating the attempted breach was stopped. The urge to wretch was almost unbearable, but she fought it. Still feeling like herself, she shuddered, thanked the Gods and placed the targeting laser on the Avatar’s head and squeezed the trigger. The recoil dampers and weight of the rifle itself kept the kick to a minimum, the rough equivalent to being punched in the shoulder. The round pierced the eye of the monster with a shower of sparks and gore. This made it even angrier. It raised its clawed hand and the muzzle flash from its cybernetically implanted machine gun was almost blinding. It raked the squad with its machine gun, spraying side to side in one long, impossibly long burst. Sarah heard screams, but didn’t have time to check her HUD about the status of her other squad members. Sarah went to one knee yelling “Reloading!” and dropped the empty magazine from her rifle. Slapping a new one in place, she yelled “Up!” and leaned around the corner of her barricade. She put three well placed shots, like a clover leaf, into the Avatar’s knee joint. The knee buckled, forcing the Avatar down, but still fighting. Sgt. David was behind the Avatar, it having ignored him and running past him in its rush to come to grips with the rest of the squad. David raised his 36mm rifle mounted grenade launcher to his shoulder and with a THUMP, sent a low velocity round flying, striking the thing between its shoulders. This didn’t cause any visible damage but did distract it, giving the squad’s machine gunner enough time to raise his weapon and begin dumping an entire drum magazine into the monstrosity. Most of the rounds bounced harmlessly off, but some found their way, past and between the thick armor plates, penetrating and sending gouts of viscous fluid pouring out of the wounds. The Avatar attempted to stand up, but another Kamau fired a grenade that detonated in its face, sending bits of carapace and milky fluid flying. Very slowly the enemy slouched and became lifeless, the green glow of its remaining eye fading. Sarah thought she could see the energy flow out of the thing, like strands of smoke, though later she would debate with herself if she saw or felt it. Sgt. David and two other squad members ran up to the thing and began pumping combi rifle rounds into its body and head to make sure it was dead. “Squad, report in,” Sgt.David said over the squad channel. “Alpha two, Green, Red, Green,” Sarah chimed in, reporting her health, ammunition and equipment status. As the squad reported in, the painful truth of five casualties out of the twelve member squad fell on Sarah. The Squad’s medic had already began to evaluate and stabilize the casualties, working feverishly fast. Sarah opened her comms to battalion to begin her nine-line cas-evac radio protocol. “Battalion, this is Alpha Company, second squa…,” she began. Before Sarah could start the cas-evac, she heard a gunshot. She looked to her left as PFC Lao fell to the ground, a fist sized hole in the side of his helmet. Standing beside the falling Kamau, was Corporal Tung, holding a smoking pistol. Sgt. Davis and another squad member rushed to tackle Tung as he began to swing the pistol towards Sarah. They piled onto Tung as he pulled the trigger, sending the shot wild and missing her. The two men pinned Tung’s arms down as a third member rushed over and began taking off Tung’s helmet. With a hiss of escaping air, the helmet tore free. The medic, a female private named Atwood ran over and flashed a sensor in Tung’s bulging eyes. She observed for a few seconds, then looked up at Sarah, shaking her head. “Compromised,” she said, in a thick Australian accent, which was so rare these days. “Fuck,” Sarah said as she drew her pistol from her thigh holster. The X-visor flashed warning signs as the targeting system fell on Tung’s forehead, his IFF telling her visor he was a friendly. Sarah eased the trigger back, felt the trigger reset click, then eased it back some more. The Slide of the pistol flew back, with a muzzle flash the size of a tennis ball seeming to kick the gun back. The round impacted above Tung’s right eye, ending his enlistment. “Battalion, battalion, this is Alpha company, second squad. Prepare to copy Nine-line medvac…”, Sarah began again.