“Sir,” he said, dropping to a knee. “I’m on orders from Second Batt HQ to find out what the hell is going on down here. How bad are we being hit?”
The officer groaned and shifted his weight. He dropped the unresponsive comm onto his lap. Blood soaked through the bandages on his shoulder and chest, and his pale skin dripped with sweat.
“I don’t know the full scope,” he said, gritting his teeth. “Somehow, they struck from the hangar bay and must’ve worked their way up. Level 1 has fallen, and this quarter of Level 2 is about all we have left. I have two platoons spread across the corridors around us trying to hold the Nazis back, but they’re overwhelming us with those laser guns of theirs. They chew through skin and brick like it’s nothing.
“There’s also an allied force of unknown strengt
