"We win by brute forcing our way to Campbell."
The helicopter settled down in the grassy field, it was broad daylight and a legion of Flower Scouts were milling about the landing site.
"Your girls will help us clear the way by providing a distraction, nothing more."
The skinny Weyland Yutani advisor adjusted his glasses, looking at the tall woman known as Miss Priss.
"Your ladies will be given dart rifles to subdue anyone they come across, our heavy hitters will be along shortly."
The advisor climbed back into the helicopter, noticing something glinting in the bushes a fair distance off.
"Don't start the engine just yet, we are being watched."
He told the pilot, who unstrapped the fastener on his sidearm, the air was thick with tension.
"Miss Priss, would you instruct your girls to do a search of the area now?"
There came rustling from the bushes, Flower Scouts approached with bright pink air pistols raised.
"Plonk!"
A grenade launcher belched out and a canister smacked into the side of the helicopter, spewing choking blue smoke.
A dozen shots from the girls forced the person from the bushes, it was David from the camp across the lake.
"David…?"
Miss Priss was baffled by this, until David shot her in the face with his grenade launcher.
More blue smoke fouled the area, Priss was down with a broken nose.
"Take Off Damn It!"
The advisor yelled out as the engine roared to life, but it was all too late.
"Plonk!"
Another launcher fired and the pilot's life was ended in a fiery explosion, the Advisor toppling from the burning vehicle.
Girls screamed in terror as David walked calmly up to the advisor.
He placed his boot on the man's neck, Quartermaster was ambling from the woods as backup.
"You shouldn't be here."
David leaned down and punched the Advisor hard enough to knock him out cold.
"We take this one with us, you handle the Marines."
David nodded to Quartermaster, who silently faded back into the shadows.
