Right, stick with Choe

Fortunately, Choe makes your decision for you, grabbing you by the scruff of your uniform and hauling you out of the way as the huge alien pulverizes the ground where you'd been standing. You spray bullets into the creatures flank before Choe yells in your ear that there are friendlies on the other side.

"Get your head in the game Kim!"

Too adrenaline-pumped to feel regret, you focus your efforts on falling back and making short, accurate bursts into the armor's weak points. Fortunately it stops moving under an avalanche of lead from its other side, greyish blood seeping into the cracks of the ruined asphalt.

"Cease fire Kim!" It takes a concerted effort of will to pull your finger off the trigger, your eyes dry from not blinking. Choe pats you on the back, "Easy private. Gotta conserve ammo. Heads up!" As a low droning buzz fills the air and skittering echoes through the back alleys from the way you'd came, you realize with mounting horror that the vast majority of your **** is on the other side of the siege-breaker's corpse.

"Shit." You agreed with Choe, the handful of troops on your side bunching up back-to-back as droppers descended from above and shredders burst out of the alleyways. There were too many, coming in wave after wave, you were slowly **** back until you were pushed up against the armored hide of the siege-breaker. You'd be worried about the smoke rising from your boots, soaked in ichor from the puddle of viscous blood spreading from the dead alien, but the encroaching swarm kept your attention firmly forward.

Until the ground buckled under your feet.

You, Choe, and three other soldiers screamed out as you fell, the giant corpse rolling down after you.

You sucked in a deep breath you weren't sure you deserved. That had really seemed like the end. You weren't sure how you weren't crushed, suffocating, or eaten by Golgothi drones. To your intense shock, you felt soft lips pulling off your own as you gasped and you wondered if you weren't dreaming."Kim. Glad you decided to join the land of the living." Choe. She sounded out of breath and even a little shaken. You supposed if ever there was a time to be fazed by something, it was what had just happened.

"(cough) ot-hers?"

"They're coming round."

The clinking of metal heralded the ignition of a tiny flame. Choe's lighter. It didn't show you much but what you did see was plenty terrifying.

You lay in a pool of weakly glowing alien blood inside what looked to be one of the larger sewer tunnels, the groaning bodies of your comrades strewn around you, a huge crack in the ceiling revealing the hateful sight of that damned siege-breaker wedged between the rocks. As you stare up at it, dollops of glowing blood drop down and fizz on your clothing. You shuffle backwards, out of the puddle of its blood, and suddenly realize something that pushes you over the edge.

You start to giggle.

"What're you laughing at?"

You can't get a clear word out, too overcome by the ridiculous nature of the situation, but gesture at your lower body. Choe stares. After a moment her lip begins to twitch. Soon the two of you are cackling like madwomen as the others groggily rouse themselves.

You're naked below the waist, the acidic blood of the creature somehow burning away your clothes and armor while leaving your flesh unmolested. The sight of your pale, naked, and admittedly shapely lower half in the middle of a war-zone was somehow the funniest thing you'd seen in a long time. The others had gathered around by the time the two of you suppressed your giggles, also in varying states of undress thanks to the selective acid.

Other than Choe, who had only a smattering of holes, Moon was the least effected: a narrow strip down the front of her jacket marking where the blood had flown beneath her to the main pool. She almost looked fashionable, like she was going to a club.

Narm had apparently landed with her entire upper half in the blood, her chest was completely bare, exposing a nice set of breasts. She was doing her best to cover them with her **** rifle, avoiding eye contact with the others. You feel a little better that you weren't the only one embarrassed but then again, it's not like you hadn't seen it before back at the barracks.

Myong was in an even worse state than you, her shirt and body armor looking more like an extremely improvised skirt than the tattered remains of a military uniform.

You struggled and failed not to pop a boner thanks to your heightened sex drive but fortunately the others are either in similar situations for similar reasons or too glad to be alive to notice. Even Narm had a good sized erection bulging in her pants despite her continuing to not look at anyone. You chalked it up to the vague exhibitionism that some dickgirls developed after changing. Your boner pulsed slightly in response and you rifle through the shallows for your gun, holding it at waist level to discreetly censor yourself.

"Everyone alright?" Choe, who seemed to have defaulted to the (wo)man in charge, meeting the eyes of those gathered. Miraculously, nobody had suffered any injuries beyond minor scrapes, "Anyone got glow sticks? This thing is gonna run out of butane." Myong, being the least clothed anyway, waded back into the weakly glowing pool to retrieve the supply bags, cracking open a glow stick to light the way.

Choe rifled through the recovered supplies, "Ammo, light, C4... Alright. So we're not getting out the way we came in. Which way?"

You hadn't thought much about it but you supposed you would have to leave the quiet sewer eventually. In front of and behind you the sewer stretches into darkness. The only real clue you have about which way to go was that, based on the angle of the alien body above you, forward would lead towards the edge of town and closer to home while back would lead towards the city center. Unfortunately, forward was also in the direction of a growing Golgothi tower. Back might be longer but ultimately safer.