A giant hole burst up through the middle, and the cyborg commando lurched up through it, it started to advance on Laura, so Eric smacked the chamber of his M16 with his palm heel, and slammed the trigger at the cyborg's back... after that, he swung the weapon with all his might at it's head, knocking some plating loose... however, that didn't stop it... Eric ran
"Get back here. Coward!" screamed a civilian, and then they all started screaming.
Eric had a plan; He would give the cyborg a shocking experience, so he grabbed the fire extinguisher from the cockpit and ran foreword, he whistled loudly, and as the cyborg commando turned around, Eric let a stream of foam rip out onto it's visual sensors, and screamed at the top of his lungs, point blank on the audio sensors, making sort of a makeshift flashbang.
Eric then executed a jab-cross at the exposed wiring
"Double the action!" he shouted
He then did a backfist-hammerfist-crescent kick combo on the exposed wiring
"Triple the excitement!" he yelled
Then he came down hard on it's head, knocking its legs through the floor
"Get down!" he screamed
Then, he punted it's head, almost knocking it off
"MORE of the excitement!" he shouted
He finished up by doing a cannonball on it's head, knocking it through the floor completely
"Get down AGAIN!" he yelled after it
Laura stared in horror, and then smiled and said "Pablo Fransisco, right?"
Eric nodded and headed up to the cockpit to get an engineer to repair the holes in the floor. Seconds later he heard Colonel Wesly over his comlink
"Big daddy to Baked Kahuna, Big daddy to Baked Kahuna, Where the bloody hell are my 2 new G.I.s?"
"'Ightere" said Eric
"Oy Vey" came Marc
"We're Breaking up" said wesly "Where can I reach you? Over."
"Call 234-9464" said Eric "But first, punch in 1 8 0 0 Charlie, Alpha, Lima, Lima, Alpha, Tango, Tango (Which translates to 1-800-CALL-ATT) Over"
"Thanks for the tip, Smartass, over" said wesly
"Roger/Roger" said Marc "Marcaroni, Over and out"
"Ectcetera," said Eric "Over and out"
"Big daddy uplink, Mean Gene, Over and out" said Colonel Wesly
"A'ight" said an assistant pilot "Get your asses out, we got some real work to do!"
"We got a name for people like you" said Eric
"What?" asked the assistant pilot
"Asshole" said Eric bluntly
The man made his way back to the cockpit and said to the pilot "Y'hear that? That guy called me an asshole!"
"That's because you are, Hickory" said the pilot
"Eric," said Laura "I know it's in your job description, but thanks for coming to my aid anyway"
"Anytime" said Eric "Anytime"
-------3 HOURS LATER, HUSTON HOMELESS SHELTER-------
"While Waco is under siege" said A beta squadron member named Private Arnold Rodgers "Me and my partner, Alva Thompson, of the Alpha squadron will watch over you"
"Well," said Eric "I guess we're in for the long haul"
"Yup," said Laura "What to do?"
"Here," he said "Read this"
Eric pulled Neil's Journal out of his pack, and opened it. It read:
December 17, 1952
Dear Journal,
Word up! Christmas is just around the corner, but I think a present is in store for me ahead of time. Lieutenant Zofia has just given me the debrief and blueprints of a new anti-armor unit, affectionately dubbed "Terror Drone" And hot dog! I got the chance to use it and discovered a few things; first off, it will be left behind and stunned during a chronoshift, in addition, it also brings down the hammer on infantry, even one as heavy as the tesla trooper, but then again, it IS an anti armor unit. Physically, though, it is merely a 4 legged spider, that hauls ass down the path
Neil
P.S. Premier and Myself are going to have a dish tonight the French like to call; Filet Mignon, so I must go!
"Wow," said Laura "You weren't kidding"
"Nope" said Eric proudly
"ALL GAURDS DISMISSED," shouted a sudden voice "THE WACO MALITIA WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" Then, 4 guards came in and saluted, and through the door came Unretired Major Sam Simmons; Eric's dad.
"INSPECTION!" he boomed. He inspected Rodgers and Thompson, and gave them the thumbs-up, and came past all the civilians' beds, and finally came to Eric, standing at the foot of Laura's bed. Sam shook Laura's hand saying "We're here to protect you"
"Beat ya to it, sir" said Eric
"I beggin' your pardon, son?" Asked Sam
"I am this woman's legal bodyguard, sir," snapped Eric
"Is that a fact" said Sam "Anything else I should know?"
"Yes, sir" Eric responded "The Ex-Seal, Tanya, Is your grandmother, sir!"
"Funny," said Sam "but there's no room for humor here" and chortled off before Eric had a chance to follow up.
"Damn, your dad's strict" she said "And I thought I had it rough"
"Yeah, well" said Eric
"Closing time!" called a technical sergeant "All non-members of the waco inner circle, leave!"
"Guess I'd better go then" said Eric
"Wait!" said Laura "I have something for you,"
"Yeah..." said Eric, turning around, but before he could say anything more, Laura wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Get back here. Coward!" screamed a civilian, and then they all started screaming.
Eric had a plan; He would give the cyborg a shocking experience, so he grabbed the fire extinguisher from the cockpit and ran foreword, he whistled loudly, and as the cyborg commando turned around, Eric let a stream of foam rip out onto it's visual sensors, and screamed at the top of his lungs, point blank on the audio sensors, making sort of a makeshift flashbang.
Eric then executed a jab-cross at the exposed wiring
"Double the action!" he shouted
He then did a backfist-hammerfist-crescent kick combo on the exposed wiring
"Triple the excitement!" he yelled
Then he came down hard on it's head, knocking its legs through the floor
"Get down!" he screamed
Then, he punted it's head, almost knocking it off
"MORE of the excitement!" he shouted
He finished up by doing a cannonball on it's head, knocking it through the floor completely
"Get down AGAIN!" he yelled after it
Laura stared in horror, and then smiled and said "Pablo Fransisco, right?"
Eric nodded and headed up to the cockpit to get an engineer to repair the holes in the floor. Seconds later he heard Colonel Wesly over his comlink
"Big daddy to Baked Kahuna, Big daddy to Baked Kahuna, Where the bloody hell are my 2 new G.I.s?"
"'Ightere" said Eric
"Oy Vey" came Marc
"We're Breaking up" said wesly "Where can I reach you? Over."
"Call 234-9464" said Eric "But first, punch in 1 8 0 0 Charlie, Alpha, Lima, Lima, Alpha, Tango, Tango (Which translates to 1-800-CALL-ATT) Over"
"Thanks for the tip, Smartass, over" said wesly
"Roger/Roger" said Marc "Marcaroni, Over and out"
"Ectcetera," said Eric "Over and out"
"Big daddy uplink, Mean Gene, Over and out" said Colonel Wesly
"A'ight" said an assistant pilot "Get your asses out, we got some real work to do!"
"We got a name for people like you" said Eric
"What?" asked the assistant pilot
"Asshole" said Eric bluntly
The man made his way back to the cockpit and said to the pilot "Y'hear that? That guy called me an asshole!"
"That's because you are, Hickory" said the pilot
"Eric," said Laura "I know it's in your job description, but thanks for coming to my aid anyway"
"Anytime" said Eric "Anytime"
-------3 HOURS LATER, HUSTON HOMELESS SHELTER-------
"While Waco is under siege" said A beta squadron member named Private Arnold Rodgers "Me and my partner, Alva Thompson, of the Alpha squadron will watch over you"
"Well," said Eric "I guess we're in for the long haul"
"Yup," said Laura "What to do?"
"Here," he said "Read this"
Eric pulled Neil's Journal out of his pack, and opened it. It read:
December 17, 1952
Dear Journal,
Word up! Christmas is just around the corner, but I think a present is in store for me ahead of time. Lieutenant Zofia has just given me the debrief and blueprints of a new anti-armor unit, affectionately dubbed "Terror Drone" And hot dog! I got the chance to use it and discovered a few things; first off, it will be left behind and stunned during a chronoshift, in addition, it also brings down the hammer on infantry, even one as heavy as the tesla trooper, but then again, it IS an anti armor unit. Physically, though, it is merely a 4 legged spider, that hauls ass down the path
Neil
P.S. Premier and Myself are going to have a dish tonight the French like to call; Filet Mignon, so I must go!
"Wow," said Laura "You weren't kidding"
"Nope" said Eric proudly
"ALL GAURDS DISMISSED," shouted a sudden voice "THE WACO MALITIA WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" Then, 4 guards came in and saluted, and through the door came Unretired Major Sam Simmons; Eric's dad.
"INSPECTION!" he boomed. He inspected Rodgers and Thompson, and gave them the thumbs-up, and came past all the civilians' beds, and finally came to Eric, standing at the foot of Laura's bed. Sam shook Laura's hand saying "We're here to protect you"
"Beat ya to it, sir" said Eric
"I beggin' your pardon, son?" Asked Sam
"I am this woman's legal bodyguard, sir," snapped Eric
"Is that a fact" said Sam "Anything else I should know?"
"Yes, sir" Eric responded "The Ex-Seal, Tanya, Is your grandmother, sir!"
"Funny," said Sam "but there's no room for humor here" and chortled off before Eric had a chance to follow up.
"Damn, your dad's strict" she said "And I thought I had it rough"
"Yeah, well" said Eric
"Closing time!" called a technical sergeant "All non-members of the waco inner circle, leave!"
"Guess I'd better go then" said Eric
"Wait!" said Laura "I have something for you,"
"Yeah..." said Eric, turning around, but before he could say anything more, Laura wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.