CHAPTER 8

RE-EDIT 2

NO TEAM

As the tank slowly moved it's main gun between the three Red soldiers. Grif, ever so slowly turned his head to Ryan and Simmons and asked in a whispered tone, "Why is it just sitting there?"

"It's just trying to mess with our heads." Simmons whispered back. "Lets head back to the warthog." The suggestion sounded pretty good. "I'm scared." Ryan whispered, shaking in his armor a bit "We're all scared Ryan." Simmons said.

Back inside the tank. "This tank is equipped with an auto-fire feature that can activated by a press of a button." Sheila informed Caboose, who is looking around the control panel for it. "Auto-fire, auto fire... ha, here! No wait, ok... that looks like more a switch then a button." He said over Sheila's instructions.

Outside the tank. The three Reds are ready to flee to the warthog. "Are you two ready?" Simmons asked. He starts the countdown. "On three. One..." Though before he can get to two. "Wait." Grif interrupted. "On three, or on three then go?" Ryan looked at him and said. "On three, it's always faster on three."

"Okay, okay on three." Grif agreed. "Here!" Caboose said, while pressing a button. "Tutorial deactivated. Auto-fire sequence activated." Sheila told the driver. "Ready?" Simmons asks again. Ryan and Grif give him a slow but firm nod. "One..." Simmons counted down, but Grif already began to back up slowly and then made a full on sprint to the warthog. While this is a happening, Church made a sprint for the jeep.

The tank aim it's main gun at fleeing soldier. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." Grif panted, getting closer and closer to the warthog. "Two..." Simmons continued, both him and Ryan ready to run to the warthog.

"Target locked." The tank said, getting a lock on Grif. "Three!" Both him and Ryan turned around to see Grif already getting close to the warthog "Oh you back stabbing cock bite." Simmons hissed, "You orange bastard!" Ryan yelled. "Firing main cannon." With a roaring boom, the tank shot a round at Grif which missed hitting the warthog with a huge explosion.

"Son of a bitch!" Simmons said in horror.

"Son of a bitch!" Ryan said in shock.

"SON OF A BITCH!" Griff screamed in terror. Almost getting caught in the explosion.

"Son of a bitch!" Church yelped, who was planning to steal the warthog.

At Red Base, Lopez saw a big smoke cloud and knew what happened out there. Then he saw a tank chasing Grif, Simmons, and Ryan shooting at them. He can even hear their screams of terror.

BLUE TEAM

Meanwhile, Church ran back to the rock where Tucker is still hiding behind. "Dude, the jeep exploded." Stated Tucker. "No kidding, thanks for the update Tucker!" He growled.

RED TEAM

The three Red soldiers were able to run behind a small rock before the tank was able to shoot at them again. They panted for a bit, Simmons had his gaze set on Grif. Glaring at him with daggers. "Hey, I have a great idea." He said mocking Grif, "'Lets get out of the jeep and sneak around the back of the rock.' GREAT PLAN YOU IDIOT!" He yelled. Ryan stepped forward and punched Grif right in his face "Owww! what was that for?" He asked, touching his visor in pain. "That's for bailing on us!" Ryan yelled.

BLUE TEAM

Shelia scanned the area for the enemy. The barrel lazily sways left and right. With no target in sight. She says to find new targets. From there hiding spot. Church peeked over the rock to see what the explosions were all about. Eyes widen when he saw their tank and widen even more if possible. To see Caboose is the one driving it. "Hey Tucker, look at this, man! It's the rookie! And he brought the tank to scare off the reds."

"What." Tucker cried out, looking over the rock. "No way!" Church came out from hiding and stood at the edge of the cliff. He then started to cheer for Caboose. "Hey rookie, good job man. Why didn't you tell us you can drive the tank!?" Shelia turned her main gun to the voice "New target in sight." Inside the cabin, Caboose frowned at what the tank said, "That's not a target, that's Church."

"Yeah, that's right." He yelled, not aware of the tank ready to shoot him. "It's me, Church. Whats going on man?" Sheila already having her main gun locked on Church, she says the following words. "Target locked." Frantically pushing buttons, Caboose shouted, "What? No! Target unlock, unlock! Please help me nice lady."

"Uh-oh." Caboose gulped. "Uh-oh." Tucker said seeing the danger Church is in. "What?" Church asked then looked at the tank and saw it's main gun pointed at him. "Oh son of a b..." KABOOOOOMMM! Sheila shot at Church which caused him to fly high in the air and crashing into the rock side and falling to the ground.

"Holy crap!" Tucker cried out. Running to his down teammate, "Church you ok? Speak to me." He looked at Caboose with a sharp glare under his visor. "You killed Church you team killing fucktard!"

"Tu-Tucker." The aqua color soldier heard the groans of his dying leader. "Church, hold on we'll get help!" Tucker cried. "N-no, i'm done for." He said in pain, getting very close to death, "Tucker, there's something I have to say to you."

"What is it?" There was a bit of a wimper in Tucker's voice. "What I have to say is that... I hate you, I always hated you." Tucker now no longer feeling sad for his teammate bitterly replied with. "Yeah I know, now die already you PRICK!." To Church, he felt what he said was worth it. "Ok, here I go. Hueg- blueg." Church made is last sound on the alien world.