Earth, 1989, Cobra island
The humvee roared down a dirt track, two trouble bubbles tracking it through the foliage, their laser fire stabbing through the canopy creating fountains of debris as Lady Jaye's skillful driving avoided the ruby light.
"Dammit Jaye, can't you keep this thing steady?" snarled Duke "can't get a bead on these bastards"
"Look if you wanna drive? I can pull over right here and let them get a bead on us, yeah?" she shot back
Just then Sidetrack his rifle glued to his cheek, and slowly getting used to the sway of the truck and the aircraft, took his shot out the turret of the humvee going under the bubbles windscreen and killing the pilot, as it crashed to the ground he drawled "iffin y'all are done arguing we only gots the one left to get"
Stalker chuckled "nice shot bud'' then looking around at the jungle and at the sat image he held
''Jaye, if we're going to regroup with Flint's humvee, hang a left in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, NOW!
Jaye skewed the humvee to the left the back tires spinning and skipping before catching and throwing the ton of steel and men through the underbrush and onto a dried stream bed the ride suddenly much bouncier
"Keep straight on this and maintain speed, we should hit the main road right in front of Flint" stalker said
Sidetrack spoke up again "that bubble weren't fooled 50 meters and closing" his rifle cracked twice "and i'm out of the 40 mike mikes so 'less i get lucky again i hope one y'all got an idea"
Duke and Stalker both lit the sky with small arms fire as more laser beams crashed down around them.
In the center of the island Destro and Cobra commander stood over a holographic map of the island
"As you can see commander with our satellites down we can only track the joes by the sensors on our own vehicles" he pointed to a large force on the beach "this cluster is mostly their greenshirts standard ranger and marine corps infantry" pointing to a boat in the fangs of the island "this is an infiltration team we believe is lead by Lt O'Hara we are hoping her damnable ninja is there with her but the only one we are sure of is iron knife" pointing again to a single humvee bouncing down a riverbed "however most of the joe specialists are in one or two vehicle groups scattered across the island and we only see them for as long as their pursuers stay within range"
Cobra commander peered closer at the humvee "and who is in this one?"
Destro checked the trouble bubbles sensor pack isolating the pursuit on the map " it seems to be sgt Housers team commander"
"Excellent is the M.A.S.S device charged?"
"Yes commander"
"Then target that vehicle and bring me duke i wish for him to watch as i bring down the joes precious flagg''
"That won't backfire at all" muttered Destro
An alarm started to sound on the dashboard of the humvee duke leaning over to check "that damn bubbles got a lock on our ass!"
"Quit worrying about our ass and shoot it down pendejo!" shouted Lady Jaye "Stalker! We got an embankment ahead!"
"Good! That should be the road take a bit of a right just before it should be less steep that way"
Jaye yanked the wheel over bringing the humvee up the side of the streambed crashing through several saplings and catching air off a drainage ditch before bouncing and sliding across the gravel road, the all wheel drive then catching and propelling it forward
Duke hit his head and cursed "gawd dammit, Where the fuck is flint? And that bubble is still got target lock"
"20 meters and closing" sidetrack sang out
Blue st elmo's fire started to gather around the vehicle fat sparks jumping of the metal surfaces and causing the screens to warp and flicker, static squealed from earpieces and speakers
"The fuck is going on? Is this that transport device?"
"No idea duke but the power steering is going out on this goddamn iron pig!"
The trouble bubble gained on and then overshot the humvee as it started to slide and slow a corona of blue fire growing larger around it. the bubble flipped around momentarily hovering. Before a hail of 50 cal rounds ripped it apart, Flint's humvee sped up behind with Roadblock standing out the sunroof firing a M2 from the hip.
"Fli…wher….timing" flints earbud crackled
"Duke? I can't read you" flint said as the corona abruptly turned red sucking dukes humvee. the trouble bubble and the front half of Flint's humvee, containing roadblock and snake-eyes, into a pinprick before washing over the back half in a sheet of blue flame leaving the jungle empty and quiet once again.
The hanger bay containing the MASS device washed blue as a glowing orb grew in size wavered then exploded spitting out the back end of a smokescreen class humvee containing one lt Flint and one specialist Dial-tone it tumbled across the floor shedding parts gear and passengers before slamming into the teleporter at 40+ miles per hour
"Gah! What was that destro? Wheres the rest of it? Where is duke?"
"A good question Commander" looking down at Flint and Dial-tone being secured below "A very good question indeed…"
Earth, 1989, Cobra island
The humvee roared down a dirt track, two trouble bubbles tracking it through the foliage, their laser fire stabbing through the canopy creating fountains of debris as Lady Jaye's skillful driving avoided the ruby light.
"Dammit Jaye, can't you keep this thing steady?" snarled Duke "can't get a bead on these bastards"
"Look if you wanna drive? I can pull over right here and let them get a bead on us, yeah?" she shot back
Just then Sidetrack his rifle glued to his cheek, and slowly getting used to the sway of the truck and the aircraft, took his shot out the turret of the humvee going under the bubbles windscreen and killing the pilot, as it crashed to the ground he drawled "iffin y'all are done arguing we only gots the one left to get"
Stalker chuckled "nice shot bud'' then looking around at the jungle and at the sat image he held
''Jaye, if we're going to regroup with Flint's humvee, hang a left in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, NOW!
Jaye skewed the humvee to the left the back tires spinning and skipping before catching and throwing the ton of steel and men through the underbrush and onto a dried stream bed the ride suddenly much bouncier
"Keep straight on this and maintain speed, we should hit the main road right in front of Flint" stalker said
Sidetrack spoke up again "that bubble weren't fooled 50 meters and closing" his rifle cracked twice "and i'm out of the 40 mike mikes so 'less i get lucky again i hope one y'all got an idea"
Duke and Stalker both lit the sky with small arms fire as more laser beams crashed down around them.
In the center of the island Destro and Cobra commander stood over a holographic map of the island
"As you can see commander with our satellites down we can only track the joes by the sensors on our own vehicles" he pointed to a large force on the beach "this cluster is mostly their greenshirts standard ranger and marine corps infantry" pointing to a boat in the fangs of the island "this is an infiltration team we believe is lead by Lt O'Hara we are hoping her damnable ninja is there with her but the only one we are sure of is iron knife" pointing again to a single humvee bouncing down a riverbed "however most of the joe specialists are in one or two vehicle groups scattered across the island and we only see them for as long as their pursuers stay within range"
Cobra commander peered closer at the humvee "and who is in this one?"
Destro checked the trouble bubbles sensor pack isolating the pursuit on the map " it seems to be sgt Housers team commander"
"Excellent is the M.A.S.S device charged?"
"Yes commander"
"Then target that vehicle and bring me duke i wish for him to watch as i bring down the joes precious flagg''
"That won't backfire at all" muttered Destro
An alarm started to sound on the dashboard of the humvee duke leaning over to check "that damn bubbles got a lock on our ass!"
"Quit worrying about our ass and shoot it down pendejo!" shouted Lady Jaye "Stalker! We got an embankment ahead!"
"Good! That should be the road take a bit of a right just before it should be less steep that way"
Jaye yanked the wheel over bringing the humvee up the side of the streambed crashing through several saplings and catching air off a drainage ditch before bouncing and sliding across the gravel road, the all wheel drive then catching and propelling it forward
Duke hit his head and cursed "gawd dammit, Where the fuck is flint? And that bubble is still got target lock"
"20 meters and closing" sidetrack sang out
Blue st elmo's fire started to gather around the vehicle fat sparks jumping of the metal surfaces and causing the screens to warp and flicker, static squealed from earpieces and speakers
"The fuck is going on? Is this that transport device?"
"No idea duke but the power steering is going out on this goddamn iron pig!"
The trouble bubble gained on and then overshot the humvee as it started to slide and slow a corona of blue fire growing larger around it. the bubble flipped around momentarily hovering. Before a hail of 50 cal rounds ripped it apart, Flint's humvee sped up behind with Roadblock standing out the sunroof firing a M2 from the hip.
"Fli…wher….timing" flints earbud crackled
"Duke? I can't read you" flint said as the corona abruptly turned red sucking dukes humvee. the trouble bubble and the front half of Flint's humvee, containing roadblock and snake-eyes, into a pinprick before washing over the back half in a sheet of blue flame leaving the jungle empty and quiet once again.
The hanger bay containing the MASS device washed blue as a glowing orb grew in size wavered then exploded spitting out the back end of a smokescreen class humvee containing one Lt Flint and one specialist Dial-tone it tumbled across the floor shedding parts gear and passengers before slamming into the teleporter at 40+ miles per hour
"Gah! What was that Destro? Wheres the rest of it? Where is duke?"
"A good question Commander" looking down at Flint and Dial-tone being secured below "A very good question indeed…"