[ONE-SHOT] Breaching The Ship
Inside of the battleship, chaos was everywhere. The alarms were screaming and the red alert was flashing. Water was streaming in though the small holes in the side. Sailors were running around shouting in confusion and trying to figure out what's going on. Near the armor locker, the captain was handing out the weapons. Jonathan was lost in the chaos from what happened when the Unknown object hit the ship.
That morning was normal. As normal as it could get from the USS Jackson patrolling against German U-Boats during World War II. Nothing seemed out of place, until the USS Jackson was sailing at full steam ahead with depth charges ready to be launched when suddenly everything crashed. The engine cut out and the power died so everything was now running off the emergency power. Everyone stopped what they were doing and were talking quietly what happened till suddenly the warning went off. Before the crew of the Jackson could do anything, something slammed into the ship's side causing it rock suddenly and at a steep angle to the left from impact and causing the red alert to go off indicating breach.
This is just one side of what happened. Meanwhile Jonathan had woken up and headed to the bathrooms to wash the sleep off his face. He got to the bathroom and turned on the sink and let the cold water pour over his hands which he was cupping to catch the water. After collecting enough, he splashed it onto his face and whipped his eyes before staring into the mirror. His face had traces of chin hair and his hair was cut down to be in a short style and his face was tanned from being up on the decks so much.
Shaking to clear his head, Jonathan reached over to the mobile radio next to the showers and turned it on before turning back to the sink and started to brush his teeth with humming along with the song.
After washing his teeth up, he spit out the toothpaste and straightened up and the moment he took the towel off his shoulder to dry his hands, he was flung back suddenly from impact into the side of the ship. Last thing that ran through his mind right before he hit his head was, "Breach" and hit his head on the shelf causing him to slump to the ground unconscious.
Jonathan only woke up a minute or two after getting knocked out. His vision was blurry along with his hearing being distant but the screaming of the red alert and shouting brought him around. Stumbling to get up, he saw friends and other crew running around shouting. Some were holding Thompsons or others had their handguns drawn while engineers and other crew members ran around trying to do figure out what happened. Stumbling into the corridor, he pulled out his M1911 and ran to the left where most were running away from.
Pushing through other crew members, he soon hear the sound of shots and gunfire. To make it worse, he noticed that the USS Jackson was bruised up the most here and water from pipes and steam was escaping and only adding to the chaos. Rounding the corner, he was greeted by a sight of sailors bunked down behind over turned tables and behind whatever cover and firing toward the other side of the ship where he saw was a huge gaping hole with something black and silver attached on the right side of the ship.
Before Jonathan could decide what to do, a bullet pierced the pipe next to his head causing steam to fly onto the back of his head and basically telling to bunk down with the others.
Getting behind an over turned steel table, he found the Captain of the Jackson firing a Thompson over the top before dropping down as bullets rained back at him. Getting down next to the captain, Jonathan greeted him. "Captain!" The captain knifed back before lifting up the sub machine gun and spraying a few shots before lowering it and pulled out the empty clip and put in a new one.
"Jonathan. Glad to see you here! We're fighting a enemy that breeched the hull"
Jonathan popped up and fired a few shots before ducking down and managing to avoid a bullet to the head. While he had been firing, he saw that the people on the other side were wearing tight uniforms and some sort of helmet.
"Then we'll push them back!" Jonathan growled at the captain before firing till he was out. Looking around, he saw a sailor try to get to cover only to get sprayed in the chest and get thrown back dropping his rifle.
Counting the shots, Jonathan decided to risk it and got up before running as fast as he could while bullets rained around him before rolling into cover and picking up the M1 Grand and scooting up against the table. At this point small fires were erupting around the room and water was spurting in through the breach. Men were screaming in anger while fighting back at the breaching force. Suddenly over the shots from rifles and sub machine guns, he heard a sailor shout; "HERE COMES ANOTHER" some popped out and glanced at the breach.
Jonathan first noticed nothing till he saw a glitter in the distance and first thought it was a patrol boat of theirs coming to held till it got closer. At this moment he begun to dread what will happen. It was a same exact copy of the ship or object that was latched on the side of the USS Jackson. He was amazed at how fast it was traveling in the water but when it got only a few yards from the ship, he saw instead of it plowing through the water, it was hovering above it. Thinking it would ram into them, he clenched his teeth and gripped the rifle till it suddenly just stopped only a few feet from the breech.
To make what was happening weirder, the breaching was no longer there at all. The crew popped their heads out and staring at the floating craft in amazement. It looked like a boat but at the same time was like an aircraft but with no visible engines. Suddenly, before the captain could stop the man nearest from humping up, the man started to spray like crazy into the front of it. Everyone at that moment first thought it would do something but the moment they saw the bullets bouncing, they knew they were in trouble.
A rough noise was suddenly hurt and near the nose of the craft opened up and two hands came out both with objects that took no genius to know what they were. That moment, hell broke out and bullets begun to rain upon them. The guy was ripped to shreds with no mercy and other who didn't get into cover again in time was dispatched. Jonathan only managed to jump behind the crate when the bullet passed through the empty air where he was just in and then make a noticeable dent on the other side of the Jackson in the armor. Seeing a dent in the ship's hull right next to him made his mouth drop.
The craft kept hovering there while spraying what looked like endless amount of bullets. Everyone in that room was desperately trying to live behind makeshift cover and anything they could find that wouldn't be penetrated by the bullets. Suddenly, it just stopped. That's it. Glancing in the reflection of the hull, he saw the ship that was firing backing up. Then that's when the sailors heard a loud screeching and the docked craft ripped off the side of the breach and backed up next to the other craft so they were hovering side by side. Both sides were now staring at each other but one side was in a stronger craft and the other had a huge hole in it. Before the sailors of the USS Jackson could do anything, they heard the familiar noise of the deck guns turning and gears running to adjust toward the target. Jonathan realizing what was going to happen, ducked down and covered his heard with his palms and the captain, who saw him, followed suit before a loud blast was heard from the deck guns firing.
All at that moment, everyone who was on the ship who was fighting or firing the deck guns thought that 6 barrels firing heavy explosive shells at the smaller craft should of destroyed them but after the smoke cleared, they were greeted by their new worst nightmare. Both aircraft were still intact. Nothing happened to them even at being shot at such a close range. At that moment, a whirring noise was heard and the bottom of both crafts opened and a rack of rockets was exposed. Wide eyed, Jonathan screamed. "GET DOWN" then that's when it hit. 10 missiles smashed and detonated into the side of the USS Jackson causing massive holes to be ripped and causing the ship's support beans to begun to fail. Getting up, on shaky legs and looking around, he saw bodies scattered around the room and screams filling the air as the ship was slowly rolling onto its right side. Shaking his head, Jonathan stumbled over to the captain's now lifeless body. The sight shook him up and he decided to get out of here. Turning on his heel, he ran down the hallway trying to get to the deck.
Turning through the corridors and paths in the ship, if he looked to his left then he could see the ocean which was slowly rising toward the bow of the ship. The reason so was the breach had happened at the bow and the rockets destroyed the support of the ship so it was caving onto its own self. Being lost in his mind trying to find the quickest route, he turned into a wrong corridor by accident which was the only one that was dark and not damaged. Swearing to his-self, Jonathan turned around only to be greeted by a covered fist connecting with his jaw and knocking him out.