Back: try to meet up with your company

"I think we should try to meet up with the company."

Choe and Moon nodded in agreement but Mjong and Narm spoke up, "Uh... we can't fight Golgothi like this!"

"I'm more worried about h-hypothermia." You notice that Mjong is shivering in the cold tunnel, bathed in cooling alien blood as she was. Choe divests her gear, handing her jacket to a greatful Mjong.

Moon pipes up, fingering her **** rifle anxiously, "We aren't equipped to take on a Golgothi tower alone, you saw how many times we had to shoot the siege breaker!"

"It's barely even a hill right now, I'm sure we could-"

Moon continued, on a roll now, "And do you think they're going to let us back over the burn zone? Five deserters who could be harboring Golgothi young?"

"Hey. That's enough." Choe spoke up, silencing Moon. Narm looked rather green at the mention of parasitic alien egg-laying and Choe put her arm around her shoulders comfortingly, "All our reports indicate that Golgothi only lay their eggs in females, none of you have to worry."

You nod encouragingly and the two half-naked dickgirls reluctantly acquiesce to the groups desires. You take point with Choe, the two of you stepping forward into the darkness, glow sticks in hand.

The five of you make slow progress, the tunnels becoming increasingly rubble-filled, until you're climbing through what feels more like a giant rockslide than a manmade tunnel. As you're crawling under a fallen electrical pipe, you face plant into Choe's firm butt as she stops suddenly, getting an angry reprimand for your lack of attention. You peer around her hips and see why she'd stopped: a clear tunnel intersects with yours, recent scouring clearly marking it as a giant burrow of some kind.

"Siege breaker?"

"Probably. No telling how recent this was."

Narm squeaks behind you, "What?! Siege breaker?!" You squeeze past Choe's hips, stepping aside to let your companions hesitantly slip through into the open space. Moon in particular seems quite shaken at the prospect of seeing another bus-sized alien centipede. You can't say you're looking forward to it either.

Just as Myong slips out of the crack, dusting her mostly naked self off, you hear a faint rumbling in the distance. The others hear it to, Choe fingering her **** rifle, "Shit."