Polt watches on the screen as the Human pods fire towards the planet his ship engage in long distance fore support, we hear over the coms the Humans wooping and screaming in joy as they descend to battle. He prays they are the warriors the stories say they are.
There is clearly a huge difference in tactic, the Benemar move tot land their shuttles in an area where there are amll number of Gal so as to make it easier to deploy. The Humans though are landing straight in the middle of their army.
The Humans pods are cylinder shaped and skid and slide and some inbed themselves in the earth, almost as soon as they hit the ground they come to life. The Humans within leap out and engage the Gal, the Gal are a multi limbed creature who hive mind comands them to conquer worlds. They react to the Humans instantly and throw themselves at the newcomers. The fighting is close and bloody…for the Gal.
Even a number of the pods come to life, suddenly extending arms and legs then a head and with more guns that a whole platoon would have. Polt is watching from orbit and is shocked by what he sees. The Gal move in an unpredictable manner, their limbs able to propel them in any direction instantly but somehow the Humans are keeping up, not only that but are able to see where the Gal will go and fire a shot at first at nothing but then the Gal literally runs into it. Even in close combat, they get in close and wrestle them tot he ground, it usually ends in their injury but it gives the others a chance to grab hold of the Gal and pull it apart.
Polt watches as the stories he has been told have clearly fallen very short of the truth.
The Benemar have only just mustered their army and are moving to engage the Gal’s rear while the Humans are within them and fighting towards the front where there are survivors. A number landed by the natives and are helping with the defence until the main army arrives, which by his estimates, will not be long.
A part of the Gal’s horde has shifted its direction and his moving to face the Benemar but the majority are all converging on the Humans. The Gal’s hive mind senses they are the main threat. The Humans have been fighting for over ten hours and have yet to slow down, observers see that the humans are fighting in groups, one group fights while the other rests this way their efficiency is more sustainable. Their massive walkers are also reaping a bloody toll on the Gal giving them cover and helping the natives get to the shuttles to take them away from the fighting.
Hesky grabs a Gal and swings it into another before jumping on it and driving his blade straight down killing both. “Two Gal one blade” he laughed to himself.
“Yeah” he replies shooting a Gal before turning to him.
“Ever watched those eastern animations? You think the Gal did too?”
“Don;t go getting ideas about fucking them, you don’t know where they’ve been”
“Don’t tell me what to do! Come here Gal, tentacle fucking for everyone!!”
“I can tell you what to do I am your superior what the hell are you doing? Good god man?!”
“How dare you judge me!!”
The battle raged for days before the Gal’s Hive mind began to loose control, too many of it’s nodes had been destroyed and without them the Gal cease to function and became nothing more than a slump of goo.
The Benemar had been bogged down unable to assist in the wider battle while the Humans ran all over the planet, if there was even a hint or a whisper of survivors the went to try and find them. The Remens were massively grateful, where others would abandon them the Humans had refused to do so and would not take a single step back without the Gal paying for it in blood. They had shed their own blood to save an alien race that had kinship to them yet they protected them as if they were family.
When the Benemar Chief finally met up with Captain Clerk they were finishing of the last remnants of the Gal.
“Where have you been?” Clerk demanded to know.
“Fighting what else would we be doing?”
“Not a lot, we’ve been all over this rock and as far as my scouts say you never let the canyon”
“It was the best defensive position available”
“But we were not here to defend we were here to attack, take the fight to them not sit and wait for them if we did that the Remens would be extinct”
“If they are not strong enough to fight themselves I will not waste my–” Clerk struck him and went flying into his warriors.
“Speak like that again and I won’t give you a love tap, these people deserve to survive, we can help them and that is all the reason I need to do so”
The Benemar warriors were about to attack the Humans, but as they saw they were surrounded, every Humans they saw glared at them, their bodies covered in Gal blood whereas the Benemar were spotless.
These Humans, so powerful were they that they could conquer the galaxy but instead they didn’t they protected those who could not and fought those who would oppress others. The Chief knew at that moment, that his Chieftains back on Bento Prime ever try to face these Human again, they would be so merciful a second time. He had to change their minds.
Hesky sat by the fire holding a piece of Gal over the fire to cook it.
“You are not seriously going to eat that are you?” Hopkins asked.
“Why not, I’m hungry and if I have to eat another curry Ill go mad”
“You’re already mad!”
“Yes says me!!”
Hesky then took a huge bite out of the tentacle and chewed.
“How is it” Hopkins asked.