Hundreds of users were running towards his companions, and hundreds more were coming out of... everywhere. But that was impossible; the page was blocked to users, only the noob was left behind. Shit.

Jack lunged for the radio. "This is Delta squad! We need backup, everyone you've got! NOW!"

"Delta squad?" questioned the radio operator. "The guys near the Audio Portal? Working on a noob?

"Yes. Now send every man you have to our position," Jack said as calmly as he could while watching at least a thousand noobs surrounding his companions. Even armed with lollipops and fists more often than not, they outnumbered the Guardsman greatly. "And send them by link."

"But if we do that, regular users will be able to get to the page," replied the soon-to-be dead man.

"How's about you do what I tell you right now instead of making excuses?" asked Jack. The lollipops looked like they did more damage than Jack thought they would. He hadn't taken splintering into account.

"Fine, but the consequences are on YOUR shoulders." Jack could no longer see his comrades. "It will take a while for your reinforcements to load the page."

Jack could not just sit and wait for the back up, so out he went to drag some noobs off of the rest of Delta squad. He donned his steel fists and left the M.P.T.

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Made it chapter 2.1 because it seemed a good stopping point. It may be a few days for the next part. Or weeks. Or hours. One of the three.%u2660