Episode Two: Gone are Better Days
The two marines take aim and make short work of the remaining lacedon before it can manage to even realize what's happening.
Kallium comes barreling around the corner with his full kit, suited up. He takes one glance at the carnage in the quarterdeck and nods. "Lacedons. Aquatic ghasts. Perfect for entering stealthily into a navy yard. This can't be the only thing on its way here. This is a skirmish force, meant to soften the base. I don't know what this place faces in the coming hour, but it wont be small. The PCA doesn't just toss troops at a target to poke us in the eye, they always mean business. This area is no longer safe. We have to get to the motor pool and evacuate. The marines here can hold out for a time, maybe even repel this".
Secondary explosions outside rock the officer's barracks. "The munitions inside of the armory are starting to cook off. You two, marines. Get out of here, rally with whoever you can find, and get to the mess hall. The admirals are holed up in the Admiral's Table. Move!".
The two marines bark out an "Aye, sir!" and quickly take to their feet. They pause to peer out of the door, and sprint off in to the dim evening. "Shiaran, on point. Beloc, with her. Sypher and Rebort, watch our flanks. I'll watch the rear. Head to the main gate, straight out of this door and across parade grounds. Don't stop if we don't have to, I-". A third and massive explosion cracks and splinters to wood and plaster walls of the room. "Lets go!".