Chapter 4: The Three Squirrelmeteers…
As we continue, Conker hears a loud noise coming from his weapon base…
A/N: I do not own any characters of Conker. I do own my own fan chars Alex, Tim, Scoot, and Janiece. (Ja-niece)
Chapter 3: The Three Squirrelmeteers…
The clash of loudness echoed through the main throne room. Conker decides to check out the Weaponry Base Room (W.B.R)…
" WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED NOW!" Conker Shouted.
The other two squirrels, which currently were choosing their rooms on the 2nd floor, quickly raced down to join Conker with the entire ruckus. Both squirrels confused; and both asked.
" What's going on?"
" I think SOMEONE is in the W.B.R…"
The three Squirrels quickly walked to the W.B.R. Conker unlocked the bullet metal type door and opened with extreme caution. The three peeked and saw total destruction…
" WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED HERE?!" Yelled out Conker in a very strict manner.
The other two looked around the messy room " Wow, total destruction here…"
" COME OUT YOU SON OF A DIRTY BITCH! OR ELSE IM GONNA STICK A FREAKIN UZI UP YOUR LUBRICATED ASS IF YOU DON'T COME OUT NOW!"
" I don't think this is his usual job he deals with everyday, huh General?" whispered the Jockey from aside his hand.
" Well, perhaps…"
Conker picked up one of his favorite of all weapons, the shotgun. Conker cocked his gun, the sound echoed through the huge room. A loud gulp was herd beyond the pile of weapons. Conker smirked and slowly came upon the pile.
" Heh, I WoNdEr WhErE ThAt LoUd GuLp CaMe FrOm AbOuT?" He said sarcastically.
" Oooo Some action were kicking about here" Grunt rubbed his hands in delight.
Conker quietly lowered his shotgun down and ruffled through the piles of weapons. Then the figure quickly sprang up to his feet, leading Conker to fall.
" HEY! WATCH IT IDIOT!"
" IT WASN'T ME! IT WAS MR FAT FATIGUE! I TRIED TO STOP HIM BUT HE JUST KEPT-"
Conker slapped the familiar figure on the back of the head. Which appeared to be known, the idiotic thin weasel.
" Would you stop your fast yapping and tell me what the hell happened here?!"
The grunt shook his head. " I had a feeling it was going to be on of your servants…"
The Jockey scratched his chin. " Apparently I thought it was more like – nah- it couldn't be."
" Couldn't be what?"
" A Tediz…"
" Are you kidding me?!"
Both gray squirrels laughed knowing the Tediz wouldn't ever return... Conker turned and faced the thin eagerly talking weasel.
" Take it easy fella, tell me what just happened."
The thin weasel scratched his head, and explained.
" Remember what I've told you about when you leave, he 'Plays' with your military weapons?"
"Who?"
" You know…"
" Could you just tell me already!"
The Sky Jockey walked towards a Tommy gun, which was placed on one of the wooden shelves. He curiously walked forward to it wanting to check out the cool weapon Conker has owned. Then, without noticing what he had stepped on, he slipped with an unfortunate smell that followed upon his fall.
Conker shuddered. " I know who you mean…" Conker responded doubtfully. " Were is he?"
" Behind that shelf were your comrade stepped and had fell on."
Conker slowly crept behind the shelf and peeked. " So, the thin one has spoken the truth!"
" Oh bloody hell! No! No! I didn't do such a thing!"
" I believe so, you did, you mother lead fucker!"
" No! Hell, I have never did anything to your military weapons!"
" Uh, Conker? May I have permission to use your shower? This gooey nasty liquid has a very terrible smell!" Said the Jockey in disgust. Conker turned to the fat weasel and raised an eyebrow.
"Well King Conker? May I? The smell is starting to wreak more!"
" Sure no problem…"
The Jockey quickly ran up to his room past the Grunt. The Grunt raised a nostril and sniffed the bad odor.
" HOLY CRAP on a fruitcake! That smell really kills out your life span!" He turned towards Conker in a "Aren't you going to do anything about it way." Conker put his hands behind his back and shouted on the disgusted weasel.
" Now do you see that everyone is complaining about you orgasmed on my military weapons!"
" But- But-"
" I want my weapons to be extra SHINED and CLEAN, with chemicals, not you dirty screw- hole!"
The round on sighed and slowly looked down.
" Yes, sire, by your commands…"
The two squirrels and the thin weasel slowly got out of the W.B.R. The door shut steadily behind the commanded weasel.
" At least you don't deal with that everyday."
The tall weasel faced the General. " Well, surely you know now that I do."
" Hey thin boy, why don't you stand in front of the W.B.R incase the round one escapes from his commands that were given directed by Me.," Commanded Conker.
" Yes, My lord as you wish" He bowed and went on to the W.B.R front door.
Both Squirrels shook their heads. Then stomachs growled from hunger. Conker turned to Grunt and slowly grinned.
" I guess were both hungry then…"
" I think I would agree and look forward to it."
" Hmm…"
"So um, who cooks the food Conk?"
Both stood in silence not knowing what to think of next.
"Well" Conker began. " Usually the guards do all that stuff for me… but I need them at the W.B.R right now…"
" Don't you know, how to cook Conker? I mean no offence sire but, is there anything at least we can eat that you know what to cook out of?"
Conker scratched his neck in embarrassment. " Uh…um…I…um…"
" I can cook!" Shouted Jocks from the stairs across the room.
" Well what do you know, its Mr. Clean…"
" Good, so we have something to eat from the chief, start the cooking now ASAP!" said Conker.
Jocks cocked his head in confusion. " Whoa a little ballistic there King Conker, having a bad day?" Conker shook his head in disappointment. The Grunt spoke up.
" Err, um Jocks? Don't you thing it isn't a good time to ask? Just go what our King had ordered."
" Okay, okay, grungy boy I'm on it!"
" What did I tell you not using what class #4's stupid cut-up language!"
" Sorry Sir, he told me to tell you that name just to make you mad." He shrugged and walked towards the marble kitchen. General stood in fumes and shook a fist.
"When I get my hands on that blasted jackass, I'm sure Ill make something out of it!"
Conker shook his head again, this time with a little smile on his face. He comfortably sat on his throne and waited for his dinner, tapping his fingers as usually when things don't expect much.
" At least I have company to listen…"
"Oh Hell your really gonna want the company of #4 out of here!" Responded the Grunt. " Hey, what's this?" The Grunt noticed a radio back 3 yrs ago that was specially created for contacting army regulations.
" So you keep this stuff still?"
" Yea, usually your supposed to turn it on to know what emergencies happen around here and near enemy lines, so far nothing has be reported about robbery, murder, next war, and other stuff. Then I decided, hell, why need this on, if every day of my life nothings being reported from the army regulation society…"
" Wow, so you get contacted by Sarge. Rico?
" Yup, Exactly…"
" That pretty nice, fit for a king. Does it still work?"
" Probably wont, but hell, you can try it, just to listen to nothing being reported…"
The Grunt curiously turned on the radio and placed his ear aside of it. He herd voices of the other end, but couldn't make it out. He shook the radio roughly trying to listen on the other end. He looked up at Conker in a disappointing face of manner.
" Conker, I think someone is trying to contact us from this radio you've been having."
"What? Impossible… Every time I turn the stupid thing on, it was never spoken to me on the other side of the end! And now its chosen you?!"
" I'm pretty sure its someone talking on the other side sire…"
" You must be hearing things"
"Well I' am hearing things! Sounds like Sarge. Rico!"
" I meant to say that your crazy…"
"Eh, I'm not!"
Conker rolled his eyes. "When is my dinner gonna be here?" He thought.
" Conker, I know your to desperate to eat as I' am, but I'm telling you the truth! For once, please listen to the radio-"
" FOODS READY!" Shouted the Jockey from the kitchen. Conker rubbed his hands in delight.
" Finally, foods ready…"
The Grunt stood at his stance and thought for a while. Hearing the visible voice coming from the radio made him worried just turning it off.
" Hey Mr. G! Comin for dinner?" Shouted Jocks.
" Well, I uh… Yeah!"
" Come on then G! Foods gonna get cold!"
The Grunt placed the radio on the small table near by the throne leaving it on. He slowly walked a few paces away leading to the kitchen. Then looked back, biting his fingers made him nervous. He thought for a moment and finally decided to take the radio with him during their dinner…
" So what are we having today?" Conker said gracefully.
" Were having Teriyaki BBQ chicken with honey roasted nuts!"
" I think that sounds good…"
" Uh, Conker? Do you know were the Grunt is?"
" He should be coming a moment sooner…"
They both scratched their heads thinking. Then the Grunt appeared listening through his ear to the radio.
" Ah, there you are Mr. G, foods here. Um what's that thing besides your ear anyways?
Conker noticed The Grunt still had the radio with communicating services. He knew he was desperate to hear on the other end.
" Look fella, you aint gonna hear anything from that piece of crap, I mean, you cant even hear on the other end!"
" Exactly, and I'm going to find out know what's going on!"
Conker rolled his eyes once more and began his first bite of fleshy tasty BBQ meat.
" MMMM, This is great! Good cook for a Sky Jockey!"
"Well, thanks. My father was a cook back then while he began piloting for aircraft."
" That's amazing and you learned it all to yourself from your father."
"Yup, good ol daddy O!"
" SHHH! I think I hear something!" Said The Grunt.
"Oh come on now Mr. G cant you just let that go and enjoy our dinner meal?" Continued Jocks.
The Grunt gave the last final bang at the radio. Fizzes and drizzles herd about from the radio. Then, it slightly cleared until it was completely heard.
" ATTENTION! I REPEAT ATTENTION! THIS IS SARGE RICO! WE HAVE A MAJOR SITUATION AT OUR HANDS CAN YOU PLEASE RESPOND!"
" I told you Conker! I told you that someone on the other side was trying to contact us!"
Conker scratched his neck." I guess your right. Wow, guess banging the radio outta its crap really helps…"
" And you thought I was crazy…"
"IS ANYONE THERE?! HELLO! HELLO! THIS IS SERG. RICO! CAN ANY ONE RESPOND!"
" Speak into it Mr. G!" said the Jockey.
The grunt held the communicator connected to the radio aside his mouth and spoke.
" This is #48209 AKA General standard Grunt Sir Reporting for your duty sir!"
" 48209? IS THAT YOU? NICE SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN GENERAL GRUNT! OKAY, IS ANYONE IN THE ARMY SOCIETY NEAR YOU, SON?!"
" Yes Sir! I have King Conker by my side and Sky Jockey SIR!"
"GOOD- ASS! I KNOW CONKER HAVENT MET UP WITH THE REST OF THE TEAM, BUT I THINK THE THREE OF YOU CAN FINISH UP THE MISSION WE HAVE HAD AQUIRED FOR YOU TO DO!"
Conker Sighed and shook his head. " Here we go again…"
" Don't worry Conker, I bet it going to be a ass kicking mission." Responded Jocks.
" I believe I had enough ass kicking back 3 yrs ago…"
Serge. Rico continued on his communication through the radio communicator.
" HERES THE MISSION, THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN CAUSED BY A MYSTERIOUS FIGURE THAT WE COULDN'T INDENTIFY NEAR THE BASE CAMP OF STEALTH. I BELIEVE THE FIGURE HAD SO MUCH STRAINGTH, IT TORE THE METAL BASE CAMP ON THE SIDE WERE STEALTH SQUIRRELS WERE TRAINED INCASE OF A NEW WAR. APPARENTLY IT GOT AWAY WITH ONE OF OUR NOT YET SO HIGHLY TRAINED DONKEYS…UH I …I MEAN…OH AHH… FUCK THAT SHIT! WHAT I MEANT WAS APPARENTLY IT GOT AWAY WITH OUR ONE OF OUR NOT SO YET HIGHLY TRAINED SQUIRRELS."
" FEMALE OR MALE! FEMALE OR MALE!" Yelled out Jockey eagerly to the communicator.
" JOCKS I KNOW THATS YOUR VOICE CUZ YOUR ALWAYS LOOKING AT THE BRIGHT SIDE ABOUT FEMALES… BUT YES, ONE OF OUR RECRUITS, ONLY REGONIZED OUR STEALTH MEMBER AND IT IS A FEMALE…"
" Oh yea! It's a female! OH YEA!" Cheered Jocks.
" FEMALE OR MALE, DOESN'T MATTER. MUST BE SAVED BEFORE TIME IS RUNNING OUT OF THEIR LITTLE FORGIVING LIVES! YOU"VE FIRST HAVE TO MEET ME AT STEALTH CAMP ASAP!"
Conker came in with the kitchen with army regulation attire. Guns pointed out from each of his hands, cigar held on his lips.
" I'm ready to kick some mysterious Asses!"
" Well, I sure don't need to get ready, nor does Mr. G we've got nor equipment on!"
General Grunt thought for a moment. Then continued on his communication.
" Sir, just one more thing to ask…"
"WHAT IS IT NOW SONNY?"
" How the hell can we go over at the stealth camp if we don't have no where to drive in over there quickly and go?"
" SONNY, I BELIEVE WE"VE SENT SOME OF OUR RECRUITS TO BRING YOU THREE OVER HERE… SEE YOU SOON…"
The radio shut off. Then loud noises came from the huge royal doors near the entrance. It kept braying and braying until it broke out, with powerful soldiers at arms. The three commanded squirrels ran up to the entrance and there stood four gray squirrels, dressed in army attires.
" Sarge. Rico sent us here for you mission…" Replied one of the gray squirrels.
" I see, we've just noticed in time while you 4 brayed on the door…" Said Conker sarcastically.
" Well, you know… that's our job. We have to get your Asses out sooner or later." Replied the other soldier.
" Enough with the chit chat Tim! We have to take these three to the base!" Responded the 3rd.
The seven of the squirrels hopped on the huge jeep like vehicle; with shine in every corner.
" Wow, nice vehicle you got here you guys!" Replied Conker.
"Thanks" Said the driver. " Its one of the finest ones out there!"
The driver started the engine and began to be on their way to the base; while Coheed and Cambria " A Favor House Atlantic." Played out loud. (A/N: You should really hear this song. It just rocks!)
" Nice music there!" Yelled Jocks through the loudness of the music.
" Its the one song we soldiers apply to!"
Dark was near in time and their destination was until three minutes longer. The music faded away as the driver lowered the volume.
" Well," Said the sniper behind the back seat. " Three minutes until our destination to the base. Sure, it will be dark, but I think you three will complete the mission successfully!"
" Heh, you think that's going to be easy, you guys didn't even recognize the dark figure! At night it'll be hard to search for a kidnapper like that!" provoked Conker.
" Don't worry, you'll guys will be having night vision goggles to sort it all out."
" Smart ass…" mumbled Conker.
"What?"
"Oh nothing…"
" Looks like you called me a smart ass sir…"
" No… heh… I didn't- I said Smart Glass."
" Smart glass?"
" Yea, the windows seem to be glass back there were your sitting, must be were it keeps the insecure idiots out of the way."
"Sir, I believe there in no such thing as smart glass…"
" Because back there were your sittin, insecure idiots mainly forget what a certain word is…"
" You don't want to argue with me sir, can we just keep this cool and let it be?"
" Fine, fine… have it your way!"
" Sir, this is not burger king…"
" Burger king? Conker cocked his head. When did I say that?"
" Not this again…" The 2nd gray squirrel said.
" Yea, you said have it your way!"
" Look buddy, I didn't mean to say what you think you thought I said."
" I'm Sure I heard it clearly sir…"
" I guess I was right, insecure idiots are in the back seat…"
"One minute till our final destination!" Yelled out the driver.
Conker cocked his guns. " I'm ready to blow up some prick-heads!"
The 3rd gray squirrel turned to Conker and spoken out.
" Uh, mister King, um, Conker, sir…"
"Yea what now? Another idiot that should belong in the back seat?"
"I think you wont be needing those for this mission."
" What?! Are you kidding me? Get behind the back seat!"
"No, Conker Sir, Sargent Rico's orders, if you don't believe me, remember Serge's oath."
" Oh, your right, I believe I need to loose the guns…"
Conker handed the guns to the third gray squirrel and looked at his tag name named, Alex.
" Thanks, that helped us out a lot."
" So Alex, is there a reason why I'm not supposed to bring guns of such?"
" This mission is all about sneaking through enemy lines and getting our stealth squirrel back. If you use loud artillery, it'll drag attention to the enemy."
" Oh, I see…so were learning some kind of stealth?"
"Currently, yes, sir part of some such."
" Well, were in then anyways, right guys? Uh, guys?"
The other two were sound asleep after for a long driven destination. Conker tapped each of the two sleeping squirrels; not even a movement was seen.
"Okay, were here at our said destination!" Replied the driver.
"Uh." Conker pointed at the two sleeping animals. " I think it would be possible for them to be awaken from something that they could actually get up…"
" Oh don't worry, we safely held a emergency megaphone here for this kind of case!"
" I guess I should cover my ears now…"
" Ha! You should because this thing could bring your ear drums to explode!"
Conker covered his ears and shut one of his eyes. " O-K, I'm ready."
"Righty-O!" said the driver as he took a deep breath and yelled.
" HEY! WAKE UP YOU SNOORING WIMPERING ASSES!"
Both squirrels woken up strictly and blinked twice.
" God! You have to be so loud!" Yelled The Grunt.
" Sorry General but, we are at our destination and we needed to wake you two up."
"WOOT!" Replied Jocks. " Good thing you woken me up right now cuz, I almost felt that I could of wet myself from that lovely dream I had!"
Every one at the jeep stared disturbingly. Conker grunted with a little laugh to hide.
" Heh, we didn't need to hear any of your personals Jocks, you would of kept it to yourself…"
The driver lowered his eyes in disgust. " Alex, make sure you clean this jeep inside nice and clean just to double check…"
"But sir, why me?
"Because I ordered for you to do it!"
Alex faced Jocks and shook a violent fist. "Damn you and your damn urination process of wet dreams!"
" Heh, funny how some men become jealous for not having this type of gift!" Continued Jocks.
Conker and The Grunt smacked their foreheads.
Conker nodded. " At least someone that we know should be in the back seat…"
Soon all seven squirrels stepped out from the jeep. There they all stood outside where all different military camps that served and trained each different squirrel their own special abilities. It was now pitch dark by then, and the only thing that gave out light was a tall lighthouse that stood in the middle of all base camps. All seven walked towards an office that was placed near the lighthouse. Conker read up that the sign was given as named abbreviation; M.O.O
" Sargent Rico's Military's. Offends. Office" Conker said to himself.
" Yea, strange how its abbreviation is named, but its better not to talk about it." Replied Private. Scoot. (Driver)
"Yea," Replied Private Tim. " Especially when you ask for cow milk, he's gonna rip your mouth off like as fast as a fucker that had ever fucked…"
" I feel your pain." Responded Alex.
" Would you shut up! I didn't meant myself in that sort of way!"
The Grunt crossed his arms impatiently. " Can we just come in know?!"
" Yes, Sir General!"
All went inside at once. There stood Sarge. Rico, a big chested muscular gray squirrel with both legs crossed straight atop his huge oak desk. His head lifted straight at the seven soldiers; waiting for an order.
" Finally, you little bastards came in time!" said Rico.
" Sir yes sir!" All squirrels saluted for respect.
" Now that you bastards now stepped on to my office I want you all to get the hell out of here besides the three that I have requested for you to get. Now scoot!"
" Yes, sir?"
" Not you Private Scoot! I mean all of you scoot as in getting the hell out of here and on to your look outs!"
"Sir, yes, Sir!" They all shouted and the four went of at their commence.
"Sigh, those bastards just keep losing it every second…"
Conker put his hands in his pockets. " Uh Rico, now that the three of us are here, what do we begin with to start that mission you have ordered for us to deal with?"
Sarge. Rico Raised his head up once again and lifted himself off his chair.
" Ah, Conker, the lucky king who survived our war 3 yrs ago and beat those stuffed button shit eyed Tediz…"
" Yea, Yea, Yea, can we cut to the chase?"
"Right, at 08:35 our stealth squirrel has been kidnapped by a mysterious figure. Then at 08:35 our stealth squirrel has been kidnapped by an…uh…well…sorta like a…oh fuck that shit! All we had mentioned earlier today, that we don't know what the figure is but we know where its location it hidden in. Part of it…"
The Grunt looked up." So what do we need to get our stealth squirrel back?"
" Easy, fallow me…"
The four of them dashed outside, dirt floating everywhere from their run.
" Would you mother fuckers slow down! Your getting dust flying all over this place!" Shouted Sarge. Rico.
" Sorry Sarge, wont happen again…" Replied Jocks.
" Right, anyways fallow me!"
" Yes Sir!" They all said.
Sarge. Rico lead Conker and the gang towards Stealth Camp. Different camps were set left and right besides them. They were tall and wide metal house shaped camps, not just ordinary wooden ones. All named upon each metal steeled short buildings as they continued there walk; Snipers, Grunts, Demolishers, Thermophiles, Sky Jockeys and finally Stealth Sneakers.
" Well, here we are soldiers, Stealth Sneakers base camp, pretty depressing for what caused all this mess. But hey, were gonna find that mother fuckin squirrel stealer."
" Wow, this is quite depressing." Replied The Sky Jockey.
The base looked terrible. Most of its half was torn off enormously. Leaving piles and piles of steel laying besides the base. Lights flickered and lingered hanging off the walls motionly moving back and forth.
" Yes it is sonny, it uh…what's depressing again? Uh oh wait...Um...Oh fuck that shit!"
" Hmmm…" Conker rubbed his chin. "For the sake of it, looks like the figure wasn't to big at hand, looks like it was a couple of inches above our height. More like some huge unnatural claws that ripped off the steel."
" For once son, your right. Forgot to tell you, Private. Alex told me when he saw the mysterious figure; he was sure he saw its arm extended from a mid distance from the base. So technically, it may be some kind of robot or something being controlled out of that creepy dark figured bastard."
" He may be right Conker." Said The Grunt. "It may be some sort of robot…"
The Jockey scratched his chin. " Yea, I agree too. I mean, what sort of strong animal would do this kind of crime?"
" I know…" Said a mysterious voice.
The rest turned around and noticed it was one of the Squirrel. Military. Association. The light flashed at the figure as it slowly moved around the Squirrel army grounds. It appeared to be a female 18 yr old light reddish-brown squirrel; one of the most rare colors a squirrel could ever have. She had a long gun tied to her back with along; the army attire she wore. Rico smacked his forehead and knew she escaped from the Snipers Base Section.
" For crying out loud darling, cant you go back to your training?! You need to get to the training section ASAP!"
The female figure giggled. " Sarge, sir, I just want to help!"
" Darlin, what in the names justice do you know about this how mess? The only one that knows about this, is the stealth members, these soldiers, and I. Do you have any idea how serious we are about this?"
" Yes Sir, but I believe I found some thing that will help you along the way while I was in my sniper training grounds."
The three squirrels fell mouthed open from the attractive squirrel. No one can ever have wonderful fur as hers. Everything from her was far out beautiful. Conkers shook out his head thinking he couldn't ever get another girl and replace her as Berri. Even though she had died of the murderer 3yrs ago. The other two just fell mouthed wide open with watery mouths. Conker decided to speak up and let the girl get a chance…
" Uh, Sarge. Rico? Don't you think you should let her speak up for what she's trying to help us out? I'm mean like you said, each soldier in our community will be given a chance to speak for themselves for which they ought to help."
"Well! Good term memory their Conker. I think I should. Speak up darlin."
The Jockey slightly lowered his eyes whispered aside his hand to Conker. " Someone's getting there groove on…"
Conker blushed and tried to ignore what the Jockey had said; Thinking " No this can't be happening, I can't replace her as Berri! I can't replace her as Berri! But she so beautiful…NO! I could not replace her as…. Berri?" Conker shook his head once more trying to ignore his mind loving control.
The girl gave a short giggle then took out the object off her pocket. "Here it is sir, I found this when I was zooming through my gun towards this base when I saw this object had fallen off from the kidnapper. I studied it and it came to be one of those tracking devices."
Rico studied the rare device. Then turned it on; the screen from the device appeared to be pointing to its location were the kidnapper was supposed to go next.
" This must be showing were the next destination the kidnapper should have been next."
The 4 squirrels looked into the screen.
"He's right!" replied the girl. "It is pointing to a destination!"
The Grunt scratched his head. " It seems right, it is!"
" But, how would the figure know were it was supposed to go next if he or she dropped this device?" Responded the Jockey.
The girl stood up. " Ha! Easy! It doesn't even need the device! It could have been a robot if some said it had a metal arm, it could of memorized once looking into it!"
Conker gave a little smile.
"We could try that, I mean looking through this device and following towards its head quarters…" Answered the Sargent.
The Grunt looked up." Very well then, lets get going!"
Rico quickly gave each squirrel night vision goggles. All attached around their necks.
" Soldiers, I know she's not supposed to be with you guys since she's already assigned to a different 6 group party, but I think this sniper can help you along the way."
" But Sarge, I'm not fully trained yet for this kind of task!" Warned the girl.
" Darlin, you'll do fine. Okay soldiers! Move it out!" Yelled Rico. " By the way guys, her names Janiece. She is a helping hand for you guys."
Conker slightly lowered his eyes and thought, " Whoa, Janiece… what a wonderful name… I mean, NO! I can't continue on like this! Berri would be coming soon and I know so! Well, would she?"
" Here you go darlin, I think you'll be needing this device to control since you figured out how to use it when you found it."
" Uh thanks Sarge! That'll be great!" Responded Janiece.
" Oh yea, on more thing! Jocks I think you'll be needing something to fly upon to."
The Sky jockey eyes sparkled when he heard about his task. " Cool Sarge! What will it be?"
"Come with me, you'll be needing them later on with the mission… The rest of you guys meet up in the artillery/armory equipment base over to the right. You'll be needing a couple of more things before you go!"
"SIR YES SIR!" They all responded and went off to the base.
Artillery/Armory equipment base Time: P.M Night standard
"Okay guys, what will it be?" Said Private Alex.
Janiece sniffed the air near by Alex " You seem to smell a bit awful Alex, what were you in?"
" Janiece you wouldn't even believe what I was cleaning in…" Alex gave a sharp eye to Jocks.
The sky Jockey gave out a sweat and scratched behind his neck" Well, I uh… Some people just can't handle the pressure to go to the bathroom I suppose…"
"Aren't you supposed to be with Sarge. Rico, Jockey?" Said the Grunt.
" Well, I get to wonder around here for a while until you contact me in the communicator you guys have when you have the missing stealth girl saved. Then I jump in…"
" Oh, I see…"
"JOCKS!" Yelled Rico from outside the dark night.
" Better get going, he has to explain for me to do…"
All Squirrels saluted. "We all wish you luck!" Jocks saluted back and quickly left the base.
" Okay lets hurry and choose what we need." Commanded Janiece.
The grunt turned " Wow, eagerly to fight aye?"
" A soldier should not just be hanging around kicking back for no shit, we gotta keep moving!"
" This Girl gots spank!" Replied Conker.
" Thanks I should accept that as a compliment…"
" I...I…um…welcome! By the…uh…uh…w…way my names Conker."
"Nice to meet you Conker, or should I say King Conker?" Giggles.
" Call me anything you want…" Conker said dreamy.
The grunt already started ordering." Yea, Ill have 3 of them ropes you got there."
" Gotta get moving!" They both said.
Conker and the two had gotten their things to complete the mission. Then gone off outside; still mid dark…
"Okay, says here we start heading straight ahead the make 40 degrees to the right then straight again." Reported Janiece.
Both Conker and Grunt Nodded. "Right!"
The three left off the Squirrel. Military. Base, Huge wired gates opened with bob wire curved across the highest point of the gates. They trailed off; gates slowly closing behind their back into the dark gloomy night…
A/N: it's the end of chapter 4. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing on it. Please review. It will help a lot for my writing! :) Please stand by for Chapter 5: The tower…