Chapter 3
A few hours later the now Atreides base was bustling with activity.
Harkonnen buildings-the ones that survived the initial bombing-were torn down, and replaced with blue Atreides buildings. The Harkonnen Gun Turret insignias were scrapped and replaced with Atreides insignias, and soon, a new base had been constructed.
Victor was assigned Harvester protection duty during a spice mining operation.
Pretty low rank,
He thought to himself, as he HAD single handedly secured over a Harkonnen Barracks, Outpost, Gun Turrets, AND over 10,000 pounds of mélange!
Pretty soon a worm came.
It lunged after the Harvester, but it was too late. Since the harvester was gone, the worm went for the next best thing-Victor and his comrades. Many of the men started running away from the humongous worm, but a small band stayed, brave and loyal to their post.
Their MP5O3's tore into the worm, not into solid, metal armor, but into soft, fleshy worm skin. But still, it kept coming. Luckily, Victor and his comrades were on rock, so the worm could not get them.
They fired and fired, but nothing worked.
Finally, Victor unclipped a grenade from his grenade and threw it at the worm which was only about 40 meters from him.
It landed straight in the worm's mouth. Victor crouched low, waiting for the explosion.
It came.
Bits of blood and meat flew onto Victor, and soon he was engulfed by sand.
Harkonnen buildings-the ones that survived the initial bombing-were torn down, and replaced with blue Atreides buildings. The Harkonnen Gun Turret insignias were scrapped and replaced with Atreides insignias, and soon, a new base had been constructed.
Victor was assigned Harvester protection duty during a spice mining operation.
Pretty low rank,
He thought to himself, as he HAD single handedly secured over a Harkonnen Barracks, Outpost, Gun Turrets, AND over 10,000 pounds of mélange!
Pretty soon a worm came.
It lunged after the Harvester, but it was too late. Since the harvester was gone, the worm went for the next best thing-Victor and his comrades. Many of the men started running away from the humongous worm, but a small band stayed, brave and loyal to their post.
Their MP5O3's tore into the worm, not into solid, metal armor, but into soft, fleshy worm skin. But still, it kept coming. Luckily, Victor and his comrades were on rock, so the worm could not get them.
They fired and fired, but nothing worked.
Finally, Victor unclipped a grenade from his grenade and threw it at the worm which was only about 40 meters from him.
It landed straight in the worm's mouth. Victor crouched low, waiting for the explosion.
It came.
Bits of blood and meat flew onto Victor, and soon he was engulfed by sand.