The Crop Circle Syndrome
Part Six: Trigger Happy
Up in the spacecraft Commander Meg was grinning from ear to pointed ear. "Just a few more minutes and we'll have collected enough minerals from this location to zap this whole area free of fertile soil!"
"Then we can move on to the next third rate dump on this miserable planet and clean them out too." Hipner chuckled.
"We may be celebrating prematurely," Uta cautioned, "there appears to be a blip on the radar. They're coming at lightening fast speed."
"THE MIB!" Meg slammed her fists down on a piece of equipment. Turning to Hipner she ordered, "DESTROY THEM!!!"
Spinning back around to his station Hipner took the crop circle designing controls and positioned the ray to annihilate the two agents as they emerged from their vehicle.
"Let's move!" Chase called as he leapt from the driver's seat.
"HEY PAL!" Di shouted, "WHO DIED AND MADE YOU BOSS OF THIS PARTNERSHIP?!"
"C'MON!"
Di grumbled and stared up at the clouded spacecraft noticing what looked like lightening. "Nice special effects," she muttered, "what WILL they think up next?"
"What?" Chase asked and followed his partner's gaze.
The flashing cloud could only mean one thing, "Di!" he leapt at his partner and pushed her out of the way as a beam shot down and blew up their vehicle.
"We are so in trouble for this," she groaned as she picked herself up and stared at the flaming wreckage.
"We're dead if we don't move!" Chase yelled and snagged her arm.
"What's taking so long Hipner?" Meg demanded.
"Those two agents are too fast for the ray Commander," Hipner exclaimed in frustration.
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Meg cried and shoved Hipner out of his seat, taking control she locked on to her targets, "IF YOU WANT SOMETHING DONE RIGHT…"
ZAP!!!
Stalks flew into the air and a dust cloud formed. The crew peered down and searched for any remains.
"It appears as though your aim was dead on Commander," Uta stated as the dust began to clear.
"You zapped those amateurs into ashes!" Hipner praised.
Meg was grinning deviously as she glared down at the whole her blast had created in the Earth. Indeed, the increased charge of the blast had left ashes around the imprint.
"Should we send down a scout?" Uta inquired.
"Like anyone's gonna be stupid enough to do that!" Hipner laughed.
Meg turned to the laughing lackey, "Did you just volunteer Hipner?"
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The obnoxious alien picked his way through the ashy remains of the area where the crew had last spotted the MIB agents. "I think it's safe to say that we've rid ourselves of those goody goods."
"You'd better be sure before you sit foot back on this vessel," Meg warned through the communicator.
Hipner closed the connection and rolled his eyes, "The things I do for this job."
He got a few feet further towards the end of the burnt area before someone jumped him from behind.
Up in the spaceship Meg was busy planning the next location on the planet that she and her crew would pillage.
"This wasteland isn't worth the fuel it will take to get there," she muttered pointing to a map of the Earth, "On the other hand, this area seems to thrive off of agricultural products."
"Commander," Uta interrupted.
"What is it now?"
"We've lost contact with Hipner."
"WHAT?!"
"Are you sure you know how to work that thing?" Di asked as Chase finished crossing wires and shut the case to the communicator.
"Sure, and I've defused bombs before too so don't sweat it."
"Show off," Di whispered.
After pressing a few buttons they'd managed to make contact with the ship hovering overhead.
"Hipner's made contact again," another crew member informed the commander. "He says the image isn't clear because the communicator was dropped and damaged but he's requesting permission to come aboard."
"That bumbling idiot," Meg fumed, "get him up here so I can personally wring his neck!"
"Yes ma'am."
"Well?" Di asked as a transmission was returned.
"We're in!" Chase exclaimed.
A teleport beam shown down and Chase jerked Di into it before the crew could see them.
The teleportation pad in the ship began to glow as two figures appeared.
"What the-" Meg began.
"Surprise." Di grinned and took aim with her Series 9 Reaper.
Meg was blasted back into the ship's flight controls, destroying the equipment. "No human will wreck our mission!" she shouted and pulled out her sidearm.
"What's that?" Di asked as Chase battled with oncoming crew members.
"Looks like a Etunuin Opez Shriller."
"A what?"
"It makes a loud noise when it fires!" Chase shouted. "Just don't get shot!"
Sure enough, when Meg fired her weapon an ear splitting noise pierced the air. Di dodged the blast and fired again. Meg was also able to dodge the blast and soon an all out showdown took place.
Chase had managed to fight off most of the other crew members, who were less skilled at combat than their commander. Now it was between Di and Meg. Not to mention the fact that with the flight controls destroyed the whole ship was going down!
"CHASE!" Di yelled, "STEER THIS HEAP AWAY FROM THAT HOUSE!"
Chase darted over to the controls as Meg fired at his partner.
"Forget it agent, this planet is nothing but a miserable dirt ball just asking to be plundered!" Meg cried and continued firing. She was definitely getting in more blasts than Di--but then--that was all part of Di's plan.
"Prepare to meet your maker Earth vermin." Meg smirked as the agent stepped out from behind the machinery.
"I don't think so," Di countered, observing the low energy level that the weapon's monitoring system was showing.
Meg fired but nothing happened. She fired again, still nothing. Screaming in frustration she slammed the weapon down and watched it shatter on the floor.
"My turn." Di smiled and took aim.
Chase breathed a sigh of relief, it looked as if he'd managed to steer the ship back towards the field and away from the house. He was startled when a singed alien soared over his head and crashed into the view screen.
"Let's get outta here!" Di called.
The two agents dashed over to the teleportation pad and dissolved out of sight just as the ship came crashing down in the center of the field.
Hipner came to in time to see the rest of the crew, including Commander Meg, come staggering out of the spaceship and collapse into an unconscious heap.
Scratching his head he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and met up with Chase's fist.
"Lights out." the agent grinned.
Di had just finished calling for a containment crew when she turned to Chase and sighed, "Well, the good news is that our communicators are finally working. The BAD news is that we don't have a way back to headquarters. Unless we wanna sit here with the freak show and wait for the containment crew."
Chase dreaded that option. He could just see himself forced to sit in a van with the containment crew personnel asking him over and over about how he'd gotten their vehicle blown up.
"Don't we have any other choices?" he groaned.
The red head thought for a minute before getting an idea. "Well…"
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