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Chapter 6: Kukris And Grenades

Okay, let me just be 100% honest here. I am not racist, no really, I'm not, hand on heart.

But, however, I was really starting to see why Revy was calling a certain Taiwanese assassin "Chinglish". I mean holy fuck, that accent of hers, really does leave a lot to be desired. And I really mean A LOT.

So, you can understand my need, to want, or shall we say, to join in on such things.

Ah yes, the good old "we don't negotiate with terrorists" routine, that old hat.

And to be completely honest, it really does still apply to those like Revy and myself.

This would really wind up coming in real handy when we would be faced with having to dispatch with quite a good amount of them.

Thankfully though, we would have a little bit of help help in doing this.

The leader of the Triad group of Roanapur, a Mr. Chang by name, despite him saying that it had been a while since he had done something like this, actually wound up making good work of the terrorists.

He even went so far as to kick a grenade back towards a group of terrorists that had chucked it at the three of us, despite Revy cursing when it had hit the ground not to far in front of us. And me, to be quite honest, not fairing any better then she had.

Also having cursed as loud as she had done, and in as much a frantic tone of voice as well.

I guess Mr. Chang wasn't being entirely honest when he said that it had been a while since he had done something like this, but I digress.

But, right as the grenade flew back into the two terrorists, it went off, killing both of the terrorists instantly.

This carried on for several more minutes, until all three of us had successfully fought our way out of the building, after killing all of the terrorists that were present in the building that is. But, our issues were far from being over.

However, before the entire incident at the campsite whilst trying to rescue Rock, involving Shenhua, and her high as a kite driver, Leigharch. I mean, the dude really was high as fuck. Despite Revy telling him not to smoke his weed. I was assuming that it was weed. I mean, the dude was high as fuck. What do you want me to assume?

Anyway, it was during the time that me and her, along with Shenhua, went off to rescue rock, that Leigharch had decided to do this. Never new that the Irish were known to smoke in such large quantities.

It was after Mr. Chang, Revy and I had fought our way out of the building, that Rock, Revy and I found ourselves a tad bit off the beaten path. Off the beaten path as in, we had gotten ambushed by an armed man in a vehicle.

And despite Revy and I doing our best to disarm him, with him blind firing at us both, and thankfully missing us both, Rock still wound up getting captured, and taken back to their camp.

"God damn them! Well sis, it looks like you and I have some work to do!" I said with a crazy grin now finding its way across my face, as I turned my
attention to Revy.

"I couldn't have said it any better myself!" Revy responded back, with a crazy grin to match my own. And it was with Rock's capturing, that this, wound up setting in motion, a
rescue mission, and a very memorable one at that, and also a quite racism induced one too. And wouldn't you know it, this was largely due to the fact, that not only was Revy calling Shenhua "Chinglish", but I had now wound up resorting to calling her "Chinky", which was my own nickname for her, as a means of me joining in on having "fun" with such things.

Not surprisingly, Shenhua responded to both of us, by saying, that as soon as we got to Roanapur, that she would shave some meat off of our, well, I'm sure you get the idea of where she entailed to do such a thing. Anyway, it was after we had killed a good portion of the occupants in the camp, and had rescued Rock, that we then
proceeded to drive away from the camp.

But, with Leigharch still being as high as a kite, we ended up driving right back into the camp.

Remember everyone, drugs, in large quantities, are bad for you, no matter what people tell you, and this is just a clear example of that.

But I digress, after killing several more occupants of the camp, and blowing up more vehicles.

And with all of us in the vehicle, except for Shenhua that is, smoking a cigarette.

As in, Revy had chosen, for reasons known only to her, to pass her cigarette to Rock.

Who not surprisingly couldn't handle it, and it affected him to the point where he had gotten depressed.

Me, not wanting to spread any sort of germs to anyone else, or anything like that, decided to hold onto my cigarette, at least for the moment.

Because lets be honest here, I was too busy having the time of my life with Revy and Shenhua killing a good chunk of the bad guys, that all of us were driving past.

After reloading both magazines in my pistols, I then proceeded to cap another occupant of the camp twice in the head, followed by Revy firing a round from each of her Berettas into two more individuals, killing them.

"Man, who knew that killing would be this much fucking fun!" I said in a crazy and joyous sounding tone.

"Sometimes sis, you just have to live a little, but yes, you are right, this is way too fun!" Revy said in a crazy and joyous tone to match my own.

This was really starting to become a very enjoyable experience, rather then just being a ride through hell.

End Of Chapter 6

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