Chapter Nine: The Lounge Chopper
"Operator," Eddy said into a walkie-talkie as he rushed down the stairs. "I want that fence cranked up to full power! Has it been breached?"
"No, sir," Johnny replied from the basement of the lab, now the computer room. "It looks like they're just firing from the other side of the fence. I can't be sure of everything that they're doing because we only have four camera's up right now, but the fence data shows it hasn't been damaged." He turned what used to be a thermometer to one hundred degrees, cranking the fence up to full power. "Should I engage the Radius Weapon?" he asked into the microphone.
Eddy burst out of the Food House. "Yes!" he said, drawing his DD 100's, "And sound the alarm!"
"Gotcha," Johnny said on the other end. He flipped the thermometer from 'on' to 'auto', activating the Radius Weapon,
Weapon Fact File: Radius Weapon. This ability of the electrical fence surrounding the Resistor Base electrocutes anybody coming within a ten-foot radius of the fence, without their having to touch it. However, caution must be used, as it will shock those on both sides of the fence.
and flipped three light switches on to turn on all of the sirens. "Orders completed, General Eddy," Johnny said.
"Good job," the general replied. "Stand by."
Ed had taken cover behind a steel Dumpster hauled near the fence for just that purpose, and was lobbing billiard ball grenades over the Dumpster and fence, hitting the Nazi's without putting himself in danger.
"Crap," Eddy said, spying the enemy force for the first time. By normal standards, it was by no means a large force, but to the pint sized general, the hundred Nazi's still standing after they realized to stand clear of the fence was not a pretty sight.
"General," Double Dee said. 'If I may, I'd like to test the Lounge Chopper."
"What's that?"
Double Dee smiled. "Let me show you." Kevin took up position behind the Dumpster and began firing at the Nazi's. All of the had Resistors taken defensive positions and were engaging the enemy.
"All right, lets go!" Eddy said.
Lieutenant Double Dee led him to what used to be Mr. Stafford's house, but was now the Armory, where weapons and other supplied were stored. They went up the stairs and up another set of stairs into the attic and there was the Lounge Chopper.
It was a brown, leather lounge chair, with a ceiling fan connected to a steel pipe coming from the top. Two PCV pipes were poking about five feet out of the back, the one on top going strait out, and the one about a foot lower going at an upward angle. At the end of these was a smaller fan that eddy guessed was for forward motion and turning. There was a joystick on both arms of the chair, and a car seat belt for the pilot.
Double Dee jammed a helmet over the beanie on his head. Connected to the helmet was a microphone. "This," he said, "Is the Lounge Chopper." He walked to a shelf and picked up what used to be a three-liter soda bottle. It was now painted black, with a red tip. "This is a Class One Pyro Bomb.
Weapon Fact File: Class One Pyro Bomb. This used to be a three liter soda bottle, but is now filled with explosives and will detonate on impact. The diameter of damage is about one hundred feet.
"I'm sure you've read the specs on these. Since we're so close to base, though, I think I'll stick to these." He held up a two liter bottle. "This is a Class Two Pyro Bomb."
Weapon Fact File: Class Two Pyro Bomb. This is very similar to a Class One Pyro Bomb. It is made out of a two liter bottle, and has a blast diameter of roughly fifty feet.
"Don't you have any missiles or anything?" Eddy asked.
"Actually, yes," Double Dee answered. He pointed out a tube on either side of the Chopper. "These are for Buster Missiles."
Weapon Fact File: Buster Missile. Formerly the firework known as 'Buster Blast', it has been filled with a potent explosive and fires out of the same launcher(with slight modifications). It has a small jet engine, allowing self-propulsion, and detonates on impact. Blast diameter is roughly twenty-five feet.
"The Lounge Chopper carries twenty Buster Missiles, eight Class Two Buster Bombs, and six Class One Buster Bombs. It is fully loaded and fueled. I am quite sure I can take care of our attackers."
"Well. . . good luck, Sergeant."
"Thank you General. Operator," he said into the headset as he strapped on a pair of goggles, "raise the Armory Skyport." The roof above them began to raise. Double Dee sat in the Lounge Chopper and buckled the seat belt. "Let's kick some Nazi butt."
Author's Note: Well, finally finished. I had some complaints about the length of my last chapter, so I tried to make this a little more lengthy. I just had to leave it on the cliffhanger, though. Yeah, I know: I'm evil.
I am in the process of moving right now (as in I moved out, but have yet to find a place of which to move in) so I can't really type that much. However, I am at a friends house, and he has a computer, so as long as I'm here I can type pretty regularly.
Anyways, I need to finish the next chapter of my yugioh story, so I'll sign off for now. As always please review!!
Until next time, don't do anything I would do.
Stryke Manson the Manslayer
"Operator," Eddy said into a walkie-talkie as he rushed down the stairs. "I want that fence cranked up to full power! Has it been breached?"
"No, sir," Johnny replied from the basement of the lab, now the computer room. "It looks like they're just firing from the other side of the fence. I can't be sure of everything that they're doing because we only have four camera's up right now, but the fence data shows it hasn't been damaged." He turned what used to be a thermometer to one hundred degrees, cranking the fence up to full power. "Should I engage the Radius Weapon?" he asked into the microphone.
Eddy burst out of the Food House. "Yes!" he said, drawing his DD 100's, "And sound the alarm!"
"Gotcha," Johnny said on the other end. He flipped the thermometer from 'on' to 'auto', activating the Radius Weapon,
Weapon Fact File: Radius Weapon. This ability of the electrical fence surrounding the Resistor Base electrocutes anybody coming within a ten-foot radius of the fence, without their having to touch it. However, caution must be used, as it will shock those on both sides of the fence.
and flipped three light switches on to turn on all of the sirens. "Orders completed, General Eddy," Johnny said.
"Good job," the general replied. "Stand by."
Ed had taken cover behind a steel Dumpster hauled near the fence for just that purpose, and was lobbing billiard ball grenades over the Dumpster and fence, hitting the Nazi's without putting himself in danger.
"Crap," Eddy said, spying the enemy force for the first time. By normal standards, it was by no means a large force, but to the pint sized general, the hundred Nazi's still standing after they realized to stand clear of the fence was not a pretty sight.
"General," Double Dee said. 'If I may, I'd like to test the Lounge Chopper."
"What's that?"
Double Dee smiled. "Let me show you." Kevin took up position behind the Dumpster and began firing at the Nazi's. All of the had Resistors taken defensive positions and were engaging the enemy.
"All right, lets go!" Eddy said.
Lieutenant Double Dee led him to what used to be Mr. Stafford's house, but was now the Armory, where weapons and other supplied were stored. They went up the stairs and up another set of stairs into the attic and there was the Lounge Chopper.
It was a brown, leather lounge chair, with a ceiling fan connected to a steel pipe coming from the top. Two PCV pipes were poking about five feet out of the back, the one on top going strait out, and the one about a foot lower going at an upward angle. At the end of these was a smaller fan that eddy guessed was for forward motion and turning. There was a joystick on both arms of the chair, and a car seat belt for the pilot.
Double Dee jammed a helmet over the beanie on his head. Connected to the helmet was a microphone. "This," he said, "Is the Lounge Chopper." He walked to a shelf and picked up what used to be a three-liter soda bottle. It was now painted black, with a red tip. "This is a Class One Pyro Bomb.
Weapon Fact File: Class One Pyro Bomb. This used to be a three liter soda bottle, but is now filled with explosives and will detonate on impact. The diameter of damage is about one hundred feet.
"I'm sure you've read the specs on these. Since we're so close to base, though, I think I'll stick to these." He held up a two liter bottle. "This is a Class Two Pyro Bomb."
Weapon Fact File: Class Two Pyro Bomb. This is very similar to a Class One Pyro Bomb. It is made out of a two liter bottle, and has a blast diameter of roughly fifty feet.
"Don't you have any missiles or anything?" Eddy asked.
"Actually, yes," Double Dee answered. He pointed out a tube on either side of the Chopper. "These are for Buster Missiles."
Weapon Fact File: Buster Missile. Formerly the firework known as 'Buster Blast', it has been filled with a potent explosive and fires out of the same launcher(with slight modifications). It has a small jet engine, allowing self-propulsion, and detonates on impact. Blast diameter is roughly twenty-five feet.
"The Lounge Chopper carries twenty Buster Missiles, eight Class Two Buster Bombs, and six Class One Buster Bombs. It is fully loaded and fueled. I am quite sure I can take care of our attackers."
"Well. . . good luck, Sergeant."
"Thank you General. Operator," he said into the headset as he strapped on a pair of goggles, "raise the Armory Skyport." The roof above them began to raise. Double Dee sat in the Lounge Chopper and buckled the seat belt. "Let's kick some Nazi butt."
Author's Note: Well, finally finished. I had some complaints about the length of my last chapter, so I tried to make this a little more lengthy. I just had to leave it on the cliffhanger, though. Yeah, I know: I'm evil.
I am in the process of moving right now (as in I moved out, but have yet to find a place of which to move in) so I can't really type that much. However, I am at a friends house, and he has a computer, so as long as I'm here I can type pretty regularly.
Anyways, I need to finish the next chapter of my yugioh story, so I'll sign off for now. As always please review!!
Until next time, don't do anything I would do.
Stryke Manson the Manslayer