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Post by Kruck on Jul 29, 2003 11:35:45 GMT -5
Kruck was hidden behind a shed that had obviously not been used for quite a long time. Paint was barely on it, and the door didn't seem to even open. Behind him were three men, and at the next two sheds over, there were 8 more men 4 at each shed. Kryuck waved them on, and they scurried over to the barracks, three of them there were. His 'group set two sticks of dynimite at the first barracks, while the next two groups set it at the next two barracks. Lastly, they set it off. "3 minutes men!" Kruck whispered. They sprinted over to the slope at a selected side of the rim, and sat down, waiting for the dynimite to go off.
Kruck glanced at his watch with an evil grin on his face. "5-4-3-2-1"
Any time now.....
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Post by Prokhorov on Jul 29, 2003 12:01:21 GMT -5
Prokhorov walked into the conference room and sat down. "Good morning, Liutenant."
"Morning, Prokhorov. Anything new on the thing with the arsenal?"
"No, sir. Although I think-"
Suddenly both of them froze, listening. There was a distant, loud, rumbling explosion. The ground shook.
Prokhorov was the first to jump up. "An eruption," he yelled. "Get to the rim!" He tore open the outside door and jumped out to the dusty ground. But then he stood, staring.
The liutenant was coming out behind him. "What is it?"
"It's not an eruption," Prokhorov said. "It's the army barracks... they've been blown up."
A column of smoke was rising into the sky from the east.
Prokhorov ran back into the building and was calmly grabbing his things. "I'm going over there," he said. "Where's the army?"
"Not at the barracks, anyway. I think they're doing target practice at the south rim."
Prokhorov clipped a transmitter to his watch band and put on his sunglasses. He went out and jumped on his speeder bike. "I'll be in touch," he said, with his characteristic understatement.
Then he was away like a streak for the barracks.
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Post by Kruck on Jul 29, 2003 17:02:11 GMT -5
Krucks men watched with evilness as the buildings went up into smoke. "Good work men!" They were all laughing when they saw that the townspeople were hurrying over to the barracks to see what hapened. Suddenly, something caught Kruck's eye. There were a group of soldiers coming from somewhere! Kruck swiftly turned to Bard.
"I thought you said that they were all in there!"Krucks face was red with anger.
"W-well sir I guess my information was incorrect. However, all of their loose guns and gunpowder were in there so thats something gone!"
"Yes, yes ur right it is." Kruck grinned at this discovery and calmed down. "Well men, back to the base!" He called out cheerily.
"Aye!"
They all took off to their aircrafts, when Bard yelled to Kruck. "Sir wait!"
"What is it?!" Kruck growled.
"Well sir, that man, prokhorov, is coming over to the barracks."
Kruck looked down and saw, in fact, that he was. After tyhinking for a second, he announced: "Men change of plans! We will wait and see what prokhorov is going to do! Then we go back to the base!"
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Post by Prokhorov on Jul 29, 2003 17:34:54 GMT -5
Prokhorov ground the brake and stopped outside the smoking ruins of the first barracks building.
They sure did their job well... and I don't suppose it helps that all the spare weapons and ammo were in here.
Prokhorov observed that a patrol of soldiers were going up through the south pass on the rim. He sighed. They had not been oblivious to the explosion either.
He inspected the blast zone. Since the buildings were made mostly of metal, the fire had died away pretty quickly. But the metal on the side of the building closest to the rim was blackened and twisted and buckled outward.
Suddenly Prokhorov realized he was wasting time here. The buildings would still be there when he returned. At least I hope so. But whoever had done this was getting away.
Prokhorov climbed the steep slope up to the rim. On this high point, a good view was afforded of the lands below the mountain. Suddenly he froze.
There they were.
A short way down the side of the Mountain, a group of men was getting into speeders. Prokhorov counted twelve. One he recognized as Kruck!
And they were looking straight at him.
Prokhorov ducked back below the edge of the rim and pressed the button on his transmitter. "Liutenant, this is Prokhorov," he said. "Suspect Kruck and his men have bombed the barracks. I am now following them down from the east rim."
"Understood," came the reply. "The army has sent a patrol down to look the area over as well. I will inform them. Proceed with caution. Out."
Prokhorov snapped the cover back on his transmitter and took the Stone out of his pockets. As he warmed it in his hand, he slowly faded until he was completely invisible.
Then he climbed quietly over the rim.
(Okay, Kruck, I changed my post.... do you mind changing yours?)
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Post by Kruck on Jul 30, 2003 12:02:36 GMT -5
Kruck's group murmered amoungst themselves when Prokorov dissapeared. "Where'd he go?!" Kruck anguished.
He could be here, anywhere!
"Ok men", Kruck said trying to keep his voice calm," We now procede according to plan. Back to the base. Last one there is dead meat. Literally." Kruck and his men took off to their airships, respetively. Zooming across through forests, and open feilds. They arrived at their destination in little time. Landing at a field in the middle of nowhere, Kruck got out of his ship. Looking quickly around first, he proceded to pull out a remote and press it. A grenade shot off in the distance, this would hopefully distract prokorov. Kruck quickly pressed another button, and part of the field pened up. All the men jumped in, and Kruck pressed it again. The thing closed up, and smelights came on. They were in their main meeting room, tables, chairs and a bar were in here. Everybody sat down while the servANT guy gave everybody a beer.
"Well menm drink up. You've earned it! That prokorov is probably clueless right about now!"
And if he isn't, then he'd better wish he was.
Krucks grin was full of maliciousness and evilness, while he drank his beer.
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Post by Prokhorov on Aug 1, 2003 11:10:56 GMT -5
Under his cover of invisibility Prokhorov watched them taking off.
Well, there's nothing more I can do now. They're too far away. At least I know it was Kruck.
He put the Stone back in his pocket, climbed back down to where he had parked his speeder. and took off again, this time not endangering traffic, however, and set his course for headquarters.
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Post by Kruck on Aug 1, 2003 17:25:57 GMT -5
Kruck's phone rang a little while later. "Hey Kruck, jr here. Prokorov has appeared, and is apparently heading back to his hq."
"Good work! Kruck, over and out."
Kruck turned towards his men. "Men, good news! Prokorov isn't chasing us." A groan came up from them. "Now I know your dissapointed, but that means that we can get more firepower, and more destruction done!"
"AYE!" tyhe men yelled excitedly.
"Everyone to bed!" Kruck roared. Within five minutes, the lights were out, and snores were heard."
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