Chapter 11
Decieving Eyes
The bikers were 10 yards away from each other. Now 5.
Most crashed into each other but some made it through. I noticed a new groupd of bikers were coming from the west and a small group of hummers from the east. The easterners were allies however.
All the bikers stopped. There were the huge wall of baddies on the left, the small group of allies to the right of them, the fire of burning bodies and bikes to the right of them, the larger group of baddies to the right of that, and to the far right, the hummers.
I went straight toward the larger group of bikers. I nodded to my companion. At about 10 away he jumped off tackling about ten or so baddies. I sped right through the group and made it out, unscathed, of the other side. I stopped my bike at about 25 yards away and safely shut it down. I pulled a watch out of my pocket and put it on.
I grinned as I pressed a small button on the watch and watched the magic. A large electro-magnetic pulse wave emitted from my watch, took out all the bikes but narrowly missed the hummers.
Everyone went to arms, as did I. I pulled out my ingrams and ran toward my companion. I noticed he had a katana and a pair of berettas. My allies ran toward us but some were picked off by the wall of bikers.
It was open season on the baddies' asses. I ripped them apart with hot lead. My companion and I had half of them picked off when the allies finally got over here. They helped us pick off the rest of the baddies.
"Listen!" I shouted, "Those bastard will be here soon, we need to make a wall out of these bikes!" I nodded toward the bikes laying around, some standing up.
We worked together a made a pretty crappy but effective wall.
"TO ARMS! HERE THEY COME!" We all pulled out weapons. I reholstered my ingrams and pulled out my M-16. "Let them come," I said to myself.
We pulled out all the stops. They outnumbered us atleast 20 to 1 but we did not hold back. Many of the men here were picked off pretty quickly. I noticed my companion was fine, however. I laid down my M-16 and my sawed-off.
They were right on us. I jumped over one of the bikes and, in the air, kicked on in the faced. I jumped off him and kicked another. I bounced backwards off him and, while landing, back-kicked another in the face. A few charged at me. One threw a punch to my face, another to my stomach, and another a kick to my leg. I leaned back, dodging the punches, kicked the one in front of me in the stomach, backfisted the other that tried to punch me, in the face, and leaned back up and round-housed the one that tried to kick me, in the neck.
My hits were so powerful that they didn't get back up. I calmed myself and my breathing. I could feel energy flowing through my whole body and ending up in my arms and legs.
A group of five charged at me. I sent a devastating punch to his sternum. The blast broke his sternum and sent him crashing into the small grounp sending them backwards into the fire and burned.
I pulled out my berettas. I jumped backward, dodging a plethora of bullets, shot at those who shot at me, and slammed into the back of another. I killed them and turned around to face the guy I just slammed into. I head-butted him in the face, kicked him in the groin, and, grabbing and pushing down on his head, kneed him in the face.
I fired at a few others when the hummers finally arrived. Yes! Allies! And good timing too, our numbers dropped to about 25 or so. The hummers stopped and so did all the fighting. We all looked at them.
NEO-RUSSIANS!
Chapter 12 Escape
They all had M-16s but those controlling the guns on the hummers had M-60s. I shot three or so of the baddies on the ground and jumped up. I sent a kicked that was blocked, I sent another kick with the opposite leg, that was blocked, and I sent out another kick as I landed, hitting him in the jaw making him fly backwards and slam into another.
I continued my journey to my bike. It was within a few yards. I was almost there when I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a man jump off the hummer(which was like 25 or 50 yards away) and land behind me. He kicked my hand, the gun flew upwards and backwards and he caught it. He placed it a few inches from the back of my head.
I stopped dead in my tracks. As quick as light, I pulled the gun from his hand as I spun around to my left and aimed my gun at him. It lightly rested on his forehead.
"Hmm.., I thought you would be better than this," I raised a brow, " I guess you're not all that you're cracked up to be," Who was this man? He had a familiar voice, a strange one at that.
He sent a straight palm-faced punch to my chest. I flew back and slammed into the ground. Darkness.
The bikers were 10 yards away from each other. Now 5.
Most crashed into each other but some made it through. I noticed a new groupd of bikers were coming from the west and a small group of hummers from the east. The easterners were allies however.
All the bikers stopped. There were the huge wall of baddies on the left, the small group of allies to the right of them, the fire of burning bodies and bikes to the right of them, the larger group of baddies to the right of that, and to the far right, the hummers.
I went straight toward the larger group of bikers. I nodded to my companion. At about 10 away he jumped off tackling about ten or so baddies. I sped right through the group and made it out, unscathed, of the other side. I stopped my bike at about 25 yards away and safely shut it down. I pulled a watch out of my pocket and put it on.
I grinned as I pressed a small button on the watch and watched the magic. A large electro-magnetic pulse wave emitted from my watch, took out all the bikes but narrowly missed the hummers.
Everyone went to arms, as did I. I pulled out my ingrams and ran toward my companion. I noticed he had a katana and a pair of berettas. My allies ran toward us but some were picked off by the wall of bikers.
It was open season on the baddies' asses. I ripped them apart with hot lead. My companion and I had half of them picked off when the allies finally got over here. They helped us pick off the rest of the baddies.
"Listen!" I shouted, "Those bastard will be here soon, we need to make a wall out of these bikes!" I nodded toward the bikes laying around, some standing up.
We worked together a made a pretty crappy but effective wall.
"TO ARMS! HERE THEY COME!" We all pulled out weapons. I reholstered my ingrams and pulled out my M-16. "Let them come," I said to myself.
We pulled out all the stops. They outnumbered us atleast 20 to 1 but we did not hold back. Many of the men here were picked off pretty quickly. I noticed my companion was fine, however. I laid down my M-16 and my sawed-off.
They were right on us. I jumped over one of the bikes and, in the air, kicked on in the faced. I jumped off him and kicked another. I bounced backwards off him and, while landing, back-kicked another in the face. A few charged at me. One threw a punch to my face, another to my stomach, and another a kick to my leg. I leaned back, dodging the punches, kicked the one in front of me in the stomach, backfisted the other that tried to punch me, in the face, and leaned back up and round-housed the one that tried to kick me, in the neck.
My hits were so powerful that they didn't get back up. I calmed myself and my breathing. I could feel energy flowing through my whole body and ending up in my arms and legs.
A group of five charged at me. I sent a devastating punch to his sternum. The blast broke his sternum and sent him crashing into the small grounp sending them backwards into the fire and burned.
I pulled out my berettas. I jumped backward, dodging a plethora of bullets, shot at those who shot at me, and slammed into the back of another. I killed them and turned around to face the guy I just slammed into. I head-butted him in the face, kicked him in the groin, and, grabbing and pushing down on his head, kneed him in the face.
I fired at a few others when the hummers finally arrived. Yes! Allies! And good timing too, our numbers dropped to about 25 or so. The hummers stopped and so did all the fighting. We all looked at them.
NEO-RUSSIANS!
Chapter 12 Escape
They all had M-16s but those controlling the guns on the hummers had M-60s. I shot three or so of the baddies on the ground and jumped up. I sent a kicked that was blocked, I sent another kick with the opposite leg, that was blocked, and I sent out another kick as I landed, hitting him in the jaw making him fly backwards and slam into another.
I continued my journey to my bike. It was within a few yards. I was almost there when I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a man jump off the hummer(which was like 25 or 50 yards away) and land behind me. He kicked my hand, the gun flew upwards and backwards and he caught it. He placed it a few inches from the back of my head.
I stopped dead in my tracks. As quick as light, I pulled the gun from his hand as I spun around to my left and aimed my gun at him. It lightly rested on his forehead.
"Hmm.., I thought you would be better than this," I raised a brow, " I guess you're not all that you're cracked up to be," Who was this man? He had a familiar voice, a strange one at that.
He sent a straight palm-faced punch to my chest. I flew back and slammed into the ground. Darkness.