Murphy was near the front of the lines with his phaser rifle laying down, waiting for the word to come, to open fire.
Woodrow had never seen combat in his face like this before. He longed to be back on the station working out a simple problem. Not a tactical problem.
The enemy were 1000 meters away, and closing, they were in four ranks, and were about four meters apart. Above them was 20 plus Son'a Drones. Like the one that killed Call.
Murphy kept seeing that in his head over and over, and the sound of him crying out for his mother.
"Fire!!!!!" Woodrow herd that and looked back at the Son'a moving in. He took aim and fired. His single shot hit a Son'a in the stomache.
Murphy saw thirteen Son'a drop, knowing those either died were wounded. Murphy didn't care at all. He felt that they deserved it.
The sounds of battle were deafing. An explosion here and there. Then a man screaming in pain. Murphy turned to see a female Ensign take a phaser shot from a drone, in the area between the shoulder blades.
"Take out those Drones!!!!!!!!!" Murphy yield out, and turned his fire at the Drones shooting down 6 before, a phaser blast landed near his head. The Son'a were closing in.
Murphy feeling rage at the site of the Son'a fired away, until his power cell was gone. Murphy was very scared and pulled put a photon gernade and threw it out.
The gernade went off and and took 12 Son'a down. The screams rang out through Murphy's ears.
He quickly changed the power pack, and begain firing again, hitting three Son'a only 12 meters from his postion.
The lines were holding but taking heavy loss, Murphy saw a phaser blast explode killing one man, and blowing another man's leg off.
Please let this end. Murphy said hudling down, shaking and crying.
Something then came over Murphy, he knew if he stayed there and hudled, he would die and so would a lot of his crew mates.
He turned around and fired away taking down four Son'a. Murphy saw that the first two ranks broke, and were disorganized. But the third and fourth were still in formation.
"Take that!!!!!" Murphy yield out and threw all his photon gernades. The explosion made it's impact.
Five meters to Murphy's right was three of his crewmates. Son'a fired and threw gernades, plasma ones. Then they Started, to come in over the line.
"They are breaking through." Kelly yield pointing to the Son'a, showing Wallace.
Woodrow for some reason stood up and fired his power pack at the Son'a hitting one. His phaser then ran out of juice. Murphy being one to abapt turned his phaser rifle around, and slamed it into one Son'a and kicked the other one at the same time.
Murphy then turned his attention the one doubled over from a kick to his stomach. Feeling anger, rage, and fear. Murphy hit the Son'a with his phaser rifle over the head. Still feeling those emotions he kept bashing the Son'a head over and over.
"He's dead, Murph." Kelly said running towards the postion. Murphy turned and looked down at the dead Son'a and saw his head was broken open. His face had a few blood spatters.
After a few minutes Murphy's mind came back to reality, and realized he was standing up, and made a perfect target.He dropped down,and pulled out his hand phaser, and fired away.
As Murphy was putting a new power cell i his phaser rifle. A single burst of fire struck him in the left side. The pain came as soon as he was hit.
"Son of Bitch." Murphy said as he fell to his side and took cover behind a log, and felt his side. His hand came back covered in blood.
"Murph you okay?" Razek asked as he ran up with a medical first aid kit.
"Don't worry about me. Kill those dirty pieces of dung." Murphy said finishing up placing a power pack in his rifle.