OUT IN THE WILDERNESS THIRD PERSON'S POV
The soldiers maintained a strict patrol around the wreckage of the escape pods, they had erected hastily build barriers against the hostile wildlife of this strange world, all the scouts they had sent out hadn't returned and presumed dead, now the men kept a constant vigil on the trees and grass for the large black monsters that seemed intent on slaughtering them all.
The soldiers were rushing around the perimeter of their landing zone shooting at the black shapes that moved through the grass, the vaporizing bodies of Beowolves lying in the grass as more charged over the bodies towards the object of their extreme hatred.
"It's hopeless, they just keep coming! We must fall back!" yelled a man in a white uniform, the emblem of the Republic on his shoulders as he commanded the white armored marines, volleys of red laser fire lancing into the Grimm's black furred bodies.
“You will not retreat