On the first floor of the mines, hell broke loose! Winston and his group of ten Worker Starfish ran into thirty or more guards who were on their lunch break. It seemed quite unlikely for them to win this battle, but they gave it a shot nonetheless!
Winston wasn't even the first to start shooting, George the elder beat him to it. He started blasting at the guards who had been chewing on a pile of sardines. The guards ate like there was no tomorrow, hence, they were distracted, so the group abused the element of surprise, and gunned down at least seven guards within the first wave of shooting!
Some of the guards who heard the gunfire, had the infinite wisdom to hide behind the sardines, and use it like a barricade, one that was supposed to stop the bullets, but a couple of them ended up dying anyway. If an eight-inch tall starfish could bite through the flesh of the sardines, then a 9mm bullet was a lot more likely to pierce through it.
Nevertheless, the pile of sardines proved to be a good hiding spot, so at least seven of them managed to survive simply by hiding behind them. Their coworkers were also a good barricade, meaning, the guards at the frontline were quite a distraction, and quite a threat to the Worker Starfish, so they were the main target.
"Come on!" George the elder shouted. "You red little bastards will pay for every single year I've been trapped here!"
George had overcome his fear the moment he had picked up the gun. He didn't want freedom anymore, but rather, he wanted to see a lot of blood. He wanted revenge!
For that matter, he charged towards the guard closest to him, and knocked him down, blowing his head off shortly after. He had poured three magazines across the first floor already, and now, as he was making use of the fourth one, he stood in front of the line of fire, fearlessly, and picked off every guard that he saw. Headshots mostly.
However, his act of courage didn't come without consequences. He quickly got shot! He suffered a 9mm bullet to his left arm, but that wasn't enough to kill him, as he kept using his right arm to shoot at the guards!
By now, he had killed nine of them alone, while in total, twenty guards were already dead! He had counted every single kill that he made, and as he tried to land the tenth kill, he was shot on the leg.
The recent shot knocked him down, he was on the floor. He looked at the guards, and tried to aim his gun towards them, but then he locked eyes with one particular starfish, who he recognized as the Captain of the guards. The Captain had a larger gun on him, it wasn't a rifle or a pistol, but rather, it was a shotgun of sorts.
The Captain aimed his gun at George, and shot at him, blowing his head off! The Captain took great pride in killing the man who had wiped out almost a third of the guards here on the first floor. He even laughed after his target's brains splattered across the floor, and then he blew a hole through another Worker Starfish's chest!
George was dead, but his soul was in peace, even though his head was in pieces. He had killed more guards than he had initially hoped to kill, and not to mention, he saved at least a few workers by jumping in front of the line of fire! Before his head had been absolutely scattered, he died with a smile on his face.
Winston wasn't having as much of a blast. Other than George, he saw three more workers go down, never to move again. He only had six workers to fight for him now, and the ten or so random workers who had been in this room when the two parties started exchanging fire, had been killed by the guards, even though they were absolutely innocent!
When the guard Captain blew another one of his friend's arms off with that powerful shotgun of his, Winston snapped. He aimed at the Captain specifically, held his 9mm pistol with both of his hands, and made sure to aim as best as he could! He was going for a headshot, but then the Captain saw him, and rolled away behind the sardines, forcing him to waste a bullet.
The situation kept escalating for the worse. At the corner of his eye, he saw at least ten guards running up the tunnel that he and his group had initially used. In other words, they were getting surrounded swiftly, and so he started to believe that his death was near! He copied the Captain's move, and rolled away from the very inconvenient battle position that he was in, though he didn't have sardines to hide behind. He was just avoiding the line of fire, which was shot against his group by the remaining guards that were hiding behind the pile of sardines.
Afterwards, he aimed at the other guards who were running up the tunnel, and gunned two of them down! Along with them, he had killed two more guards up here on the first floor ever since he had stepped in.
[+20 system points]
[Total points = 120]
The guards he was shooting at now, recognized that they were in danger, so they scattered. Some used the walls of the tunnel to hide behind, some retreated, but they were a big threat to his group nonetheless!
"System, I'm gonna need another gun!" He exclaimed, but his words were muffled by the gunfire. The surviving guards had switched to automatic rifles now, so the chances of survival for his group seemed quite slim. "Please, system!"
[I don't have another gun for you right now, but I'll do you one better! Flick your left wrist.]
Winston immediately did what he was told, and suddenly, a baseball grenade popped up on his hand. He knew what it was, so the grin that stretched out across his face was devious!
[-40 system points]
Without wasting another second, he tossed the grenade at the tunnel in front of him, and was waiting for it to explode! However, due to inexperience alone, he had forgotten to perform the most crucial step of what made a grenade so effective, and dangerous - He had forgotten to pull the pin off of it before he tossed it!
[You equipped your enemies with a grenade? Good job.]