*Ugh
A red haired man spoke in his early 20's. He was bleeding and wounded, broken arm, minor fracture on thigh and severe headache throbbing nonstop. "This pain, it's killing me. But how did I end up here? And where am I?" In confusion he looked at his surroundings as he asked but one one was present around to respond.
He saw a destroyed aircraft. "This place looks like earth yet it's not?" He thought as several metallic drones, robots and machines were destroyed.
"Holy shit!!!" He immediately held his forehead and fell on his knees as he felt an inhuman headache, an unbearable one sending waves of excruciating suffering throughout his head to body.
His painful cry was loud and got the attention of nearby hostile active machinery, mainly drones with lethal weaponry.
"These memories…..I'm fucked…..and these nikke….apoclapyes." The boy muttered under his breath as he realised he was into a deep abyss.
"Hmm, but why am I not panicking?" He thought while searching for some weapon he could use to defend himself against the machines. "This world do,"
With a satisfied smile on his face he picked up a gun from nearby dead Nikke. It didn't have much weight to it. "But it is still heavy."
*BANG *BANG *BANG *BANG *BANG *BANG
"Die mother fuckers!!!!" He yelled out loud, he counted the hostile targets which were not much around 9-10 drones. "The recoil and control is better." He concluded.
The fire power was slightly above human [Assault Rifle] so its downside like recoil and other factors were low to allow him to use the gun otherwise he couldn't as nickel weapons aren't made for humans so they could kill if the user is human.
*BOOOOM *BOOOOM *BOOOOM
He said as the gun was hot and no ammo. "They all blasted. My aim is quite good." While he fired a 50 extended mag down he took all drone and spider like machines down. "I need to find a safe place and transmit a signal for backup. I alone can't last long."
As the memory of previous ones flowed into his brain, the more cautious and natural things began to him. "There should be a spot for backup from here to there. A few hours of walking."
Taking out a map from his utility pocket he began to brainstorm ideas and plans. He had a bag with some soldier food rations and water which could last a few hours and that was what he needed for now, nothing more.
He walked in a stealth manner, not to get any attention from machines as he had no way to fight them. All weapons he found except for a hand gun he had have either high weight or god like recoil.
He covered a few miles and heard a voice from behind which belonged to a Nikke. "You…. are you a commander? From Flight XXX 101 Beta? New recruits." She shared the details slowly approaching him.
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"Huh! How do you know?" In surprise he asked, he recalled the memory of having met her but never did. "From the direction and time, moreover I was in the aircraft following it. It's a miracle you survived Mr. Commander but we are in dire situation."
"Nor do I have a commander nor do you have any Nikke to protect you…..so I will be transferring the leadership and command to you." She said softly without hesitation. She was sincere about it with no mal intent.
The red head didn't speak a word, calculating and thinking if she was infected, as she had some damage to her body but from her movement and voice it was impossible to tell. "....."
"For survival." Was all he muttered, accepting her offer.
With that he commanded her to explain her side of the story of what happened to her flight and how the condition. Her guns, plans and all important information he needs to reach the backup location.
"Also you don't need to know where we are going for safety reasons, just follow me. No question asked." He instructed beforehand with authority like a commander.
"Ok, commandered." She agreed, and neither had much of an option. But as a Nikke she knew what this red haired commander wanted. "You appeared to have some skill and knowloasge… for-"
"Newbie…I know. Just follow for now."