Chapter Four
"Alright you scum suckers!" Yelled Zul'Pa, "as soon as Fett gets the info out of Sek, then he's gonna come here, so you better get your asses ready! Check your blasters and make sure you are in position to ambush this piece of Druk." Scurrying to obey his commands, men ran to their positions and prepared themselves for the upcoming firefight.
Zul'Pa knew that Boba Fett was a paranoid psychopath, so he had his men stationed all around the warehouse floor in hidden locations. But unfortunately for the poor criminals in the warehouse, Boba Fett wasn't your average laserbrain bounty hunter.
The thugs' deaths were heralded by the sound of metal on metal as the sliding door of the warehouse groaned open against its sill. Three spheres rolled through the front door and came to the stop in the middle of the room. The thugs looked at them in confusion at first, until the spheres started to shine.
These spheres were not mere grenades, but Mandalorian Hunter Killers. The little robots were made for one reason, and one reason only: killing enemies. The activated spheres blasted off the ground and started to spin, dragging laser dots across the room and scanning for potential targets. Once they had made a 360 degree scan of the room, the spheres launched in different directions and started to shoot the thugs with lasers.
Seeing some of their comrades die, the remaining thugs dived behind cover or started to shoot at the Hunter Killers, but it made no difference. The Hunter Killers had been modified, equipped with flechette rounds. The little pieces of metal fired at supersonic speeds became death traps, entering the bodies and making the thugs less resemble humanoids and more like scrambled eggs.
The deadly rounds tore through the containers and ripped the thugs apart. Destruction and carnage covered the floor of the warehouse leaving only Zul'Pa and gangsters nearest him alive. Stunned and shaken, they cowered inside the shield they had deployed as soon as the warehouse doors had opened.
Now that his robots had done their job, Boba leaped through of a window near the top of the warehouse and landed in the center of the destruction. One of the dying criminals, surprised to see the bounty hunter appear so suddenly, shot off a stray blaster round that went wide of Boba by a couple of meters.
This shot, however poorly aimed it was, served as the catalyst required to make the remainder of the gangsters begin shooting at the bounty hunter. Throwing his body to the side, Boba was barely able to get himself behind a metal container before the blaster shots hit, leaving burns on the metal and cement floor amid the blood and debris. Shooting off a couple blasts from his EE-3 blaster, Boba charged a thermal detonator in his left hand and threw it over the container. The grenade exploded in the midst of the criminals and caused several of them to become mince meat, while the others were thrown away by the blast.
Now not being pinned down by fire, Boba aimed his rifle and shot in quick succession, taking down gangster after gangster until the only ones left were the crime lord's personal bodyguards and the boss himself. Zul'Pa, shocked at the sudden brutality and loss of life, screamed at one of his men to prepare the escape speeder in case they were unable to take down the bounty hunter.
Seeing one of the thugs run away, Boba waited a few seconds before priming the charges he had placed in the speeder out back, waiting to be detonated when the speeder was started. The reason Boba Fett wasn't dead yet in this dangerous line of work was because not only was he an amazing fighter, he was also an exceptional tactician. Boba prepared for all outcomes of a situation and had been gifted with the ability to formulate plans in the field. Unless it involved woman, then Boba was really screwed.
Firing their heavy blasters at Boba, the thugs slowly began to flank him to pin him down and finish him off, but their plan was in vain. Boba burst over the top of the container with his jetpack on full blast and his left arm extended. This was not for style points, but for another weapon in Boba's arsenal, his flame thrower. Hot plasma spit out of Boba Fett's arm gauntlet and latched onto several of the thugs, burning their flesh and searing their lungs.
Taking his blaster in his other hand, Boba started to blast at the thugs that were out of reach of the flamethrower, landing hits in vitals and in weak spots in armour. Landing, the bounty hunter saw that most of the enemy thugs were down for the count and the remaining ones were all grouped around their leader in a corner.
Approaching the terrified gangsters, Boba ignored their cries for mercy and mercilessly shot the remaining thugs in the face, stopping when he reached Zul'Pa.
"Now Zul'Pa, what would make you want to hurt little ol' me?" said Boba, grimly grinning. The whimpering crime lord made an ineffectual kick at Boba, who grabbed Zul'Pa by the ankle and dragged him to the center of the warehouse.
