Church's Crusade #19: A Plan Forms

Grif led Church through a network of tunnels to the reds temporary base. At one point he stopped and turned to Church.
"Alright, I know you took the disk from my helmet. Are you going to give it back?"
"No, I think I'll hang onto it," said Church.
"Give it back right now!"
"And what are you going to do about it if I don't?" said Church, tilting his head just enough to cast his eyes into shadow and changing his eye colour so that red light seemed to shine out of the darkness. Grif backed away.
"Oh, um nothing I guess,' said Grif, turning his head so he did not have to look at Church.
"Wise decision." Church raised his head so that his face was fully illuminated again and shifted his eyes back to their normal blue-grey.
"Uh…yeah. Right." Grif turned and led Church down a few more bends until they came at last to the big central cavern. Church looked about and saw Sarge approaching, shotgun in had as ever.
"Hello Sergeant Church. Now I know we were meant to talk about strategy and stuff, but there is something more important to discuss." Sarge looked very serious for a moment, then grinned. "I hear you have a disk showing Grif being tormented by a hedgehog. Let's see it!"
"Right here Sarge,' said Church, pulling the disk from a slot in his armour. In the background he could hear Grif talking with Donut.
"…telling you man, the guy is fucking demonic. Just before when we were coming through the caves, he looked at me, and it was like his eyes were glowing fucking red!"
"Maybe he's been working too many late nights. That will make anyone's eyes red."
"You know what man, I cannot fucking talk to you. You just don't understand…"
Church's attention snapped back to the figure in front of him, as Sarge reached out and took the disc of Church and put into a nearby computer that had obviously been brought from Red base when the Red's escaped. Soon an image of Grif tied to a tree and obviously miserable appeared on the screen. Sarge watched until a multi-coloured hedgehog-like creature came into the picture and leapt onto Grif's face.
Sarge turned to Church, "This may be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Now onto the strategy…"

Several hours later, Church, Anna, Caboose and Grif were slipping through the darkness to the enemy occupied Red base. Sarge's strategy had been simple, and in a rare stroke for the red commander, also brilliant…

"You see these big stalagmites that have joined with the stalactites. Well we figure that if we can get the bulk of the enemy over them at the right time, then we can blow apart the bottom of the pillars and the weight of the rest of them should drag the ceiling of this cavern down with them. That way the enemy will plummet to their inevitable deaths. Hooah!"
"Great, sounds perfect. What's the catch?"
"Well you see, sir,' said Simmons as he came over, always ready to kiss the ass of a figure in authority, 'That big pillar in the centre is to big for any of the explosives we have to destroy. So we need someone to go back to red base to recover some more."
"You'll recall that when I made that body for you,' said Sarge, 'I built in a fairly powerful nuclear weapon, in the hopes of destroying you Blues."
"Oh I remember all right,' said Church, gritting his teeth at the memory, 'I spent a thousand years in the past thanks to that bomb. Repeatedly."
"Yes, well before I perfected that one I built a prototype which I later buried behind the base to keep it from some of my less able soldiers,' Sarge's eyes drifted over to Grif and Donut, 'It should have enough strength to take out the pillar."
"Okay. And let me guess, you want me and some of my guys to get through the enemy lines and recover the bomb?"
"Well yes, and it will be dangerous, but I think you should be able to do it. So taking a team of some of your best men or woman as the case may be…and Grif, you should be able to slip through the enemy lines…no doubt losing Grif in the process. Then you should be able to retrieve the device from this spot,' Sarge indicated a cross marked on the nearby map, 'After that it's just a matter of getting the bomb back and then luring the enemy into position to be destroyed. Simple…"

The characters Church, Caboose, Tucker, Simmons, Sarge, Grif, Sister, Donut and Doc are owned by Rooster Teeth Productions.