Chapter 18: Infiltration
I hit the ground last. The weight on my shoulders made my landing fairly painful; luckily, I landed on a strip of grass. Still, it made my body ache.
"Ow..." I groaned as I placed the backpack on the ground and stood up.
I looked over to Matt and Ro. I barely held back a laugh; from what I could tell, Ro had landed on top of Matt, barreling both into a tree.
Matt pushed Ro aside and stood up. "Don't even..." he threatened about my oncoming laugh.
Ro bounced right up. "Danks for lettin' me land on ya! You soft!" he thanked Matt.
That did it. I burst out laughing.
"Shut it." Matt grumbled.
I stifled my laugh and looked around. We were in a field nearby the road leading to the hospital entrance. I realized that we had likely been traveling a long time in the truck, as the sun was setting.
"Doesn't look like there's anyone around here..." Matt inquired. "Let's head up to the hospital, but be careful."
We did just that. We could easily see the top floors of the Searheart Medical Hospital, even from our distance. The building must have had at least six floors.
As we got closer, I noticed one thing unique about the structure; it looked undamaged. All the other buildings I had seen so far in Tokyo were damaged in one way or another from the riots, from a broken window to collapsed stories.
"Hey guys, I think that the Japanese Army may have taken over the hospital." I announced.
"What tips you off?" Matt replied.
"The building. There's not a scratch on it. From what I can tell, the only way order is kept now is for the army to control everything."
"Yah, dere's a guard now!" Ro exclaimed.
I focused my attention on the road we were walking on. Sure enough, there was a rock-like creature dressed in guard's clothes heading our way from the hospital. He hadn't seemed to see us yet, however.
"A Gomamon." Matt said grimly. "There's no palce to hide..."
"I will not go down without a fight..." I snarled.
"I know! I run past him, and you take him out!" Ro replied. Before Matt or I could say otherwise, he ran at the guard.
The guard was obviously doing just a routine patrol. I wonder what he thought when he saw the dog run right past him.
"S-Stop!" the guard yelled to Ro.
I rushed to the guard. He had put his rifle up, ready to shoot Ro, so he hadn't noticed my approuch. Unfortunately, I realized I had one small problem. The guard was apparently made out of rock, so how would I knock him out? I panicked.
All of a sudden, Matt ran next to me, yanked the gun out of the surprised guards' hands, and hit the guard on the head with the stock of the rifle. He went down with a thud.
Matt breathed hard, obviously as scared as I was. "You should of thought of that, Xaiver."
"It work!" Ro said as he ran back happily.
"Ro, you almost got shot! Don't do these kind of things without our consent, do you hear me?!" I lectured.
The puppy drooped his head. "Sorry, master... I just wanna help..."
"Just be more careful..." I sighed.
"We should keep going, before more guards come along." Matt said to us.
I glanced back at the unconscious guard. "Yeah. They'll be looking for this one soon."
Ro and Matt immediately continued to the hospital. I took a moment to put some of the guard's gear into my backpack: a communications radio and a baggie of Cheeze-Its. After thinking a moment about ethics, I also took the guard's clothes off and threw them into my pack.
"Yo, what took you?" Matt asked as I caught up with him and Ro.
"Just getting a few supplies." I grinned.
It was only a short walk to the front entrance from there. As we cautiously approuched the entrance, we all noticed one small problem. Instead of the usual sliding glass doors, there was a huge metal door in the way of the entrance.
"Um...guys..." I started. "Is it just me, or is that NOT a normal hospital entrance?"
"It not just you, Master!" Ro agreed.
"No guards around, either...I suppose with a door like that, you wouldn't really need any." Matt inquired.
"I can open it." Ro mumbled.
"What?" Matt and I both said in unison.
"Want me ta open it?" Ro asked politely.
I shrugged, then nodded. Ro walked up to the door and closed his eyes. After a moment, the dog opened his mouth and breathed a steady flow of fire at the door.
"What th-" I began. Matt grinned, obviously enjoying the 'show'.
After holding this stream of fire for over 10 seconds, Ro closed his mouth and sat down, panting.
"It...too...protected..." he explained.
"Ro?! How the heck did you do that?!" I shouted in excitement.
Ro stood up, obviously recovered. "I dunno, I just make it come outta my mouth."
"I knew that this was possible." Matt said in a low voice.
"What's that, Matt?" I asked, turning to him.
"When I checked your guys' data, I also found out that your element was unlike the Digimon elements." Matt explained. "The three Digimon elements, or types, are Data, Vaccine, and Virus. But you two were of the fire type."
"I kinda guessed that I was." I said, glancing back at my flaming tail. "But does this mean I can breathe fire too?"
"Probably." Matt shrugged. "It just would make sense."
"Base to Goma! Base to Goma! Do you copy?" a voice came from within my backpack.
"The radio...!" I exclaimed, and hurredly fished it out of my pack.
"Base to Goma! Base to Goma! Report now!" the voice on the radio said again.
"Why did you grab that..." Matt cringed. "Give it to me."
"Uhhhh...ok." I handed him the radio. He cleared his voice and pressed the 'Talk' button.
"Goma to Base. Everything's fine on my end." Matt spoke with nearly the same voice as the Gomamon guard we had taken down earlier.
"Good to hear, Goma. We'll open the doors now." the voice on the radio answered.
Matt grinned, then pressed the button again. "Confirmed."
"Dat was good!" Ro praised Matt.
"It's nothing. Here, put this back into your backpack" Matt said, tossing me the radio. As I placed it back in my pack, sounds came from the huge metal door.
We dashed to a nearby set of bushes. "So I guess we'll be going for the frontal assult?" I asked Matt.
"Just follow my lead." Matt answered.
At that moment, the metal doors creaked open...
Ed: About time for an update, eh? I've been awfully busy. I'll try my best to update whenever I've got the chance.
I hit the ground last. The weight on my shoulders made my landing fairly painful; luckily, I landed on a strip of grass. Still, it made my body ache.
"Ow..." I groaned as I placed the backpack on the ground and stood up.
I looked over to Matt and Ro. I barely held back a laugh; from what I could tell, Ro had landed on top of Matt, barreling both into a tree.
Matt pushed Ro aside and stood up. "Don't even..." he threatened about my oncoming laugh.
Ro bounced right up. "Danks for lettin' me land on ya! You soft!" he thanked Matt.
That did it. I burst out laughing.
"Shut it." Matt grumbled.
I stifled my laugh and looked around. We were in a field nearby the road leading to the hospital entrance. I realized that we had likely been traveling a long time in the truck, as the sun was setting.
"Doesn't look like there's anyone around here..." Matt inquired. "Let's head up to the hospital, but be careful."
We did just that. We could easily see the top floors of the Searheart Medical Hospital, even from our distance. The building must have had at least six floors.
As we got closer, I noticed one thing unique about the structure; it looked undamaged. All the other buildings I had seen so far in Tokyo were damaged in one way or another from the riots, from a broken window to collapsed stories.
"Hey guys, I think that the Japanese Army may have taken over the hospital." I announced.
"What tips you off?" Matt replied.
"The building. There's not a scratch on it. From what I can tell, the only way order is kept now is for the army to control everything."
"Yah, dere's a guard now!" Ro exclaimed.
I focused my attention on the road we were walking on. Sure enough, there was a rock-like creature dressed in guard's clothes heading our way from the hospital. He hadn't seemed to see us yet, however.
"A Gomamon." Matt said grimly. "There's no palce to hide..."
"I will not go down without a fight..." I snarled.
"I know! I run past him, and you take him out!" Ro replied. Before Matt or I could say otherwise, he ran at the guard.
The guard was obviously doing just a routine patrol. I wonder what he thought when he saw the dog run right past him.
"S-Stop!" the guard yelled to Ro.
I rushed to the guard. He had put his rifle up, ready to shoot Ro, so he hadn't noticed my approuch. Unfortunately, I realized I had one small problem. The guard was apparently made out of rock, so how would I knock him out? I panicked.
All of a sudden, Matt ran next to me, yanked the gun out of the surprised guards' hands, and hit the guard on the head with the stock of the rifle. He went down with a thud.
Matt breathed hard, obviously as scared as I was. "You should of thought of that, Xaiver."
"It work!" Ro said as he ran back happily.
"Ro, you almost got shot! Don't do these kind of things without our consent, do you hear me?!" I lectured.
The puppy drooped his head. "Sorry, master... I just wanna help..."
"Just be more careful..." I sighed.
"We should keep going, before more guards come along." Matt said to us.
I glanced back at the unconscious guard. "Yeah. They'll be looking for this one soon."
Ro and Matt immediately continued to the hospital. I took a moment to put some of the guard's gear into my backpack: a communications radio and a baggie of Cheeze-Its. After thinking a moment about ethics, I also took the guard's clothes off and threw them into my pack.
"Yo, what took you?" Matt asked as I caught up with him and Ro.
"Just getting a few supplies." I grinned.
It was only a short walk to the front entrance from there. As we cautiously approuched the entrance, we all noticed one small problem. Instead of the usual sliding glass doors, there was a huge metal door in the way of the entrance.
"Um...guys..." I started. "Is it just me, or is that NOT a normal hospital entrance?"
"It not just you, Master!" Ro agreed.
"No guards around, either...I suppose with a door like that, you wouldn't really need any." Matt inquired.
"I can open it." Ro mumbled.
"What?" Matt and I both said in unison.
"Want me ta open it?" Ro asked politely.
I shrugged, then nodded. Ro walked up to the door and closed his eyes. After a moment, the dog opened his mouth and breathed a steady flow of fire at the door.
"What th-" I began. Matt grinned, obviously enjoying the 'show'.
After holding this stream of fire for over 10 seconds, Ro closed his mouth and sat down, panting.
"It...too...protected..." he explained.
"Ro?! How the heck did you do that?!" I shouted in excitement.
Ro stood up, obviously recovered. "I dunno, I just make it come outta my mouth."
"I knew that this was possible." Matt said in a low voice.
"What's that, Matt?" I asked, turning to him.
"When I checked your guys' data, I also found out that your element was unlike the Digimon elements." Matt explained. "The three Digimon elements, or types, are Data, Vaccine, and Virus. But you two were of the fire type."
"I kinda guessed that I was." I said, glancing back at my flaming tail. "But does this mean I can breathe fire too?"
"Probably." Matt shrugged. "It just would make sense."
"Base to Goma! Base to Goma! Do you copy?" a voice came from within my backpack.
"The radio...!" I exclaimed, and hurredly fished it out of my pack.
"Base to Goma! Base to Goma! Report now!" the voice on the radio said again.
"Why did you grab that..." Matt cringed. "Give it to me."
"Uhhhh...ok." I handed him the radio. He cleared his voice and pressed the 'Talk' button.
"Goma to Base. Everything's fine on my end." Matt spoke with nearly the same voice as the Gomamon guard we had taken down earlier.
"Good to hear, Goma. We'll open the doors now." the voice on the radio answered.
Matt grinned, then pressed the button again. "Confirmed."
"Dat was good!" Ro praised Matt.
"It's nothing. Here, put this back into your backpack" Matt said, tossing me the radio. As I placed it back in my pack, sounds came from the huge metal door.
We dashed to a nearby set of bushes. "So I guess we'll be going for the frontal assult?" I asked Matt.
"Just follow my lead." Matt answered.
At that moment, the metal doors creaked open...
Ed: About time for an update, eh? I've been awfully busy. I'll try my best to update whenever I've got the chance.