Grand Theft Auto – Berk Edition
Chapter 11 – The Grand Escape
Astrid leaned out the window of the Dubsta, firing a full clip of advanced rifle rounds into the heavy assault chopper above them with no effect. This heist went from zero to fucking hundred real quick. How the hell are we going to get out of this one? She thought as the convoy raced down the Great Ocean Highway, having just gotten on a few seconds ago. Toothless stood in the middle of the seat, his upper body through the sun roof, unloading at the chopper. Tuffnut in the Patriot up front wasn't having any luck either with his MG sticking out the back window.
"Heads up! There's a pickup with four armed men in the bed on the left!" Yelled Fishlegs. "Where the hell did they come from?"
Toothless ducked down into the Dubsta's cab as the men in the pickup started firing on the convoy. "That's going to be a problem. They're getting real close." He muttered.
"Fishlegs, ram them!" Yelled Astrid. "We're bigger than they are! Run them off the road!"
Fishlegs spun the wheel and swerved into the pickup, colliding with a solid 'crunch', sending the pickup into oncoming traffic and two of the armed men onto the road. The truck disappeared behind a sixteen-wheeler before reappearing on the other side, with only on man left standing on the bed.
"Check my math, but I only count three of them!" Yelled Fishlegs.
"Shit," Muttered Astrid. "Fishlegs, stick to the beach. Go into the Zancudo swamp! We have to lose this chopper!"
"Astrid, what are you doing?" Yelled Toothless, as Astrid kicked her door open.
Astrid turned to look at him, yelling "Getting this asshole the fuck of our ride!"
She reached out and grabbed the roof rack and kicked her feet out and up onto the side of the Dubsta's bed, and clambering onto the stack of boxes in time to see the tarp covering them fly away. Standing on the back of the bed was a man, clutching a knife and wearing a black hoodie with a red insignia on it. "The Red Death bids yo-" he managed to say before Astrid's foot collided with his jaw, sending him reeling. He stumbled into another box before glaring at the woman taking a defensive stance in front of him. He grinned, seeing her empty hands and spun the knife around in an intricate pattern before preparing to lunge into her. As he began the movement to stab the woman, a flash, accompanied by a loud bang came from her right hip. He jerked back, seeing the sky fade to black. He never felt his body hit the ground.
Astrid sighed as she re-holstered her pistol. Idiot never even saw I was armed. She looked out past the lone biker behind the convoy to make sure no one was following them by land on the dirt track the group had taken to avoid going right under the Zancudo Military Base when she snapped back to the lone biker. Oh shit. Astrid looked back to the highway, only to just see cars. She whipped around to the front of the convoy to only see the Patriot with Tuffnut firing out at the chopper above. Two quick glances said nothing to either side of the Dubusta 6x6. Facing the back again, she called into her earpiece, "Where's the second biker?"
"Hiccup's right behind me" Came the voice of Snotlout as he turned in his seat to look behind him, only to see empty road. "Oh shit…"
Astrid almost panicked before taking a deep breath. "Lout, go back and see if you can find Hiccup. Once you do, look into getting a solution to this helicopter problem. We'll just keep driving for now. Go!"
Snotlout nodded and spun his bike around, heading back up the track. Astrid climbed back up to the sunroof and back into the cab of the Dubsta and sitting back down. "Keep going. That chopper hasn't gotten through our armor yet and he will have a much harder time hitting us in the swamp. Stick to the tree line, let's hope the pilot hits one."
Hiccup drove onto the Grand Ocean Highway to find several cars scattered on the sholder of the road, a few with large caliber bullet holes in them. Well, they went this way. At least I won't have a hard time tracking them. As he drove down the coast, he spotted a familiar figure on a Sanchez dirt bike driving in the opposite direction. Hiccup waved his arm and yelled as he pulled over "Lout! Here you asshole!"
"Oh thank god!" His cousin exclaimed as he pulled up next to Hiccup. "When I saw you weren't behind me I thought you were dead!"
"I'm fine. A little beaten a bruised, but definitely better than my bike. Took a few rounds from that assault chopper and it was done for."
"That chopper is still on the convoy. Hop on, and try to figure a way to get rid of it." Said Lout as he revved the bike up. As they drove down the coast, Hiccup spotted a military cargobob landing near one of the wrecks along the highway.
"That's our ride out. Use the cargobob to lift the Dubsta off the ground and hit or loose the pilot in the air." Hiccup muttered.
"I like it. One problem. There's like six military dudes in it. We need to take them out quickly and quietly in order to not raise the alarm. The last think we need to do is bring the military to the biggest score we've ever taken."
"So quick and quiet." Muttered Hiccup. "Any silenced guns?"
"Nope." Sighed Lout. "I got a knife and my hands, those will have to do."
"Alright, you take the two guys at the flipped mesa first. I'll get the three at the two car collision on the other side of the road. The pilot is making a radio call from the cargobob itself, so we'll get him last."
"Sounds good. Let's do this!"
Hiccup jumped from the bike and crept up on the group of soldiers. Two of them were knelt over a moving body they had pulled from a car, the third was looking in the car closest to Hiccup. He crept up to the guard at the car and quickly slammed a fist sized rock into the man's temple, knocking him out. He quickly turned to the two remaining soldiers and pegged his rock at the one who had looked up at the small noise his comrade made as he was knocked out. The rock nailed him in the forehead sending him to the dirt as Hiccup charged the last man who was staring shocked at his fellow trooper on the ground. Too late, he spun to face Hiccup as he stabbed the man in the throat, effectively silencing his cry for help.
Hiccup looked up from his scuffle to see his cousin with the pilot in a chock hold, the other two soldiers lying motionless on the ground. He ran up as the pilot passed out from lack of air and climbed into the pilot's seat and powered up the twin engines. Snotlout climbed in back as the cargobob took to the sky, calling Astrid.
"We've got your ticket out. Meet us at Sandy Shores Airfield."
Well… that was an unexpectedly long break. Mostly because my computer died in a fire. Quite literally fried my hard drive. No one was hurt, except my fallout 4 saves. *Screams internally* THEY WERE INNOCENT! But, yeah. There was originally more to this chapter but because I really didn't want to re-write it, this is only about half. The other half is coming, I just wanted to let you guys know I'm not done with this story. -OMOB