Our kill count was going to be astounding after everything died down. Cops and soldiers were dying left and right. It was a pretty surreal experience, but that was a video game for you. FOG was not real life. Not by any means. I would not want it to be my real life either. Fantasy was just a way to escape the monotony of real life. It brought excitement, but this would be too much in the real world. Focusing on the task ahead, we were still booking it on the highway. The regular police really were no match for us. We had proven that fact to the entire continent. Really, this was all thanks to our PEA driver. It it had been Paul, Brett or I driving, we would have crashed and fucked it up already. It was then that the military was deployed in full. Tanks and fighter jets started to appear. Evading them made driving much harder. A new blockade was in front of us. There were tanks in the road ahead. Before we would even get to them, there was 100 feet of spike stripes on the road. To avoid it, we went off-road. We still could not avoid a big tank shell that hit us dead center. We were all knocked off course again.
A whole squad of fighter jets were on us now. While we were still spinning out from the tank shell, they all began blasting us with the big machine guns mounted on their wings simultaneously. I was shocked. It was a flyby, so they did not stop long enough for us to do anything. They were all in a very tight V shaped formation. We could see them coming around for another attack. Brett used the energy spell on one of them. It stalled in the air. There was not enough room, so the jet behind crashed into it fast. Both fell to the ground and exploded. The others were shot out of the sky by Paul and me blasting them with our weapons. We were finally clear. Our driver got us through and we made it inside Sonic Clan territory. It did not take long after that to get to their transmission hub. There were more commandos and soldiers waiting for all the cyborgs inside to quit. We were going to need to get through them to extract the leader of the coalition. We told the male driver to wait by the green van. He would be the one driving us back. The rest of us would go inside. First, these guys had to be killed off.
Paul, Brett, the male PEA at their mounted turret, the female PEA driver, the male getaway driver and I all got out of the van. We had a humongous fight on our hands. It would not be easy. The PEA units were made to be a match for the commandos the military could spawn, but there was a lot more than 3 of them here. Paul, Brett and I were going to be doing most of the work. I used my new weapons and my magic to slaughter the humans around me. Paul and Brett were doing the exact same thing. If it was not for the fact that Paul and Brett were both Devils, we really would not have gotten this far. It would have taken a convoy of our entire clan. Even then, we would not all make it. Most of them would die since we specifically recruited low tier units to bolster our numbers. We had some mana to heal ourselves, but even that was not going to be very convincing in this hailstorm of bullets. We had to actually use tactics. The PEA units took the lead. We did as they said. We were able to bait out a few of them to pick off. Others were harder to kill. Paul hit a trick shot that killed 5 in a big explosion.
