"these performance reports, these grunts are good, a little too good in my opinion, maybe i'm just paranoid, i think the fact i havent slept in days is gettin to me"
Bradshaw raised and eyebrow. "Sounds like some fishy government crap to me. But, if it means Sweetie," he stroked his gun, "and I get some serious action, then I'm in."
X nodded. "From what I can make of it, you and her will get some good play time." Just as he was done talking, the phone rang. X answered.
"We agree to do it. Where do we go?"
"Glad to hear it," came the voice. "Just sit tight, and you'll know what to do soon." The phone clicked silent again.
"Well bro, looks like we just sit around and wait." In the distance, Xornon heard the sound of a chopper. Over the tree line, a military style chopper flew close to the ground. Before Bradshaw or X knew what happened, the chopper had landed in front of them, and a man in a suit stepped out of the door. "Mr. Jay, Bradshaw, come with me please." X shifted his gaze from the chopper, to the man, to bradshaw, and back agian.
"I guess you want me to get in no questions asked, huh?"
"Yes sir."
X nodded, walked over to the table a few feet away and packed up his stuff. His "stuff" consisted of two 9mm pistols, a 357 Magnum, his two Desert Eagles, one of which was still tucked in his belt, and ammo belt for all of them. And under those, he had 10 pounds of C4. The man saw all of this and took and deep breathe.
"I can carry your weapons for you." Xornon glared at him.
"You can take this case from my dead hands. As for him," he motioned towards Bradshaw. "I dare you to try and take his gun."
Bradshaw smiled sadistically. "Sweetie wants your blood...give me chance to provide for her," he purred in a deep rumbling tone. He chuckled. "What's the matter you government rat? Too pussy?"
Bradshaw laughed throatily and started towrds the chopper, stroking his gun lovingly all the while.
X smiled at the government man. "Like i said, I think we can handle our weapons." He jumped into the chopper, and they were on their way to the base. The government guy told the two friends all about the trip to the other planet. "You'll get more details when we get on base." X just nodded. If it were up to him, he would blow the whole damn planet up. He was happy on earth, why did he need to go to another planet.
Bradshaw knew that the X man was thinking the same as him. Why the fu*k did they need to go to another planet to kill things. He stroked Sweetie tenderly.
"I know...you like warm, red human blood. But don't worry," he cooed, "don't worry my sweetie. A feast is a feast, and, when we get back, I'll get you some warm red blood." He glanced at the Government guys in the chopper, they were staring at him as if he were insane.
Bradshaw smiled as he listened to his gun. "Yes, I'll give you warm government blood."
Xornon smiled, and consentrated hard, trying not to laugh. Bradshaw was quite the twisted guy, but you had to love him. The government guys were totally freaking out about them both. One was sweettalking a gun, and threatening them indirectly, and the other had enough C4 to blow a a$$ hole in the world. Finally the chopper landed and the two got out. They stood there, waiting for someone to tell them what to do. "Hey Bradshaw, from what I'm seeing, these guys are wusses. I bet we could take the whole base by ourselves." The one thing X hated was a green horned soldier. He wanted to get in all of their faces, just to see what they did when a real soldier yelled at him.
Bradshaw exited the chopper, making the wary government guys scatter and making the almost shit themselves when he actually started singing his own rip off of a really old Maiden song, all the while stroking his gun.
"We aren't afraid....afraid to shoot strangers, afraid...afraid to shoot straaaaaaangers. Hell no sweetiepie...we aint afraid to shoot no strangers." He chuckled at the suits and went to join the X man, ready t follow wherever his partner should want to go.
***I'm gonna wait for the one who started this thing to jump back in before I leave the planet, just so we don't mess up where they wanted it to go.***
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I can hardly eat a thing, I'm so wound up. But we've run this Spec Ops sh*t before, ain't nothin' new there. What's got you so amped up about these particular FNG's?"
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"to be honest i dunno, i really don't, but i got this feeling in my gut, could be nothing, but these guys, i've looked into their eyes during exercises, its like, they exist only to kill, they're almost, inhuman. could be crazy talk, and bein stuck on this base is playin tricks on me.
your right though, we need to get back out there, show these grunts how its done."
"Amen, brutha. Baby sittin' a bunch of psycho-nuts and teachin' 'em how to tie their boots ain't my idea of the perfect military life. I'm feelin' the need to show what a couple of REAL good Marines can do."
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~Sorry I haven't posted guys, I've been studying for exams. Please post in past tense instead of present tense, eg: instead of saying "James goes into the store" say "James went into the store."
J.D slung her bag over her back as she entered the space-craft. She scanned the mysterious group of faces. "Okay boys, I'm your leader, J.D Tourmac. You know we're all here to investigate strange heat blasts from this distant planet, and since we didn't have time to train I leave you with these words of wisdom. One: Stick to the group. Two: Stay calm and think fast. And three: No one tries to be a hero. Lets get to it!" she ordered. She sat down at her desk and pushed many brightly coloured buttons. The ship rumbelled to life as fire ignited from it's engine.
***I guess this means me and Reilly finally got our orders. One question: What's Tourmac's rank? My guy, 'Dozer, is straight Gung-ho Military 100% Colonial Marine, so I gotta know your rank so he knows what to call you. Thanks.***
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"Yo, Tourmac!" 'Dozer bellowed, his deep base voice filling the length of the ship. "We gonna nap on this li'l trip, or do we get to stay awake. I hate them damn hyper sleeps. Feel like a dog sh*t in my mouth when I wake up."
***Hey, since you started this little jaunt through space, exactly what year is it?***
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