Veranda Incognita, Home of the Waverlys

[Fellow Hoodlum]

Jay looked at the flechette, then at Reggie.
"Come on then guys lets move, no point hanging round here. Mal, just watch our asses will ya."
They moved out of the cell trying to remember the route to the shuttle bay.
"Be nice if someone signposted the way in this damn maze. Enough now Mal please."
The group moved out.
"If I recall." said Pops. "The yellow markers on the floor lead the way from the bay, maybe just follow those."
"Works for me." Jay looked down and moved towards the arrows.
The third turn in the corridor opened out into a larger area with 3 Juggernauts standing in front of the other
exit. Fortunately facing away from the trio. Jay backed up quickly.
Peering round the edge again, the monsters appeared to not have moved an inch.
"Well Julius made it to us, so maybe they have a comms problem. Only one way to find out."
Jay just leapt out and ran towards the one at the rear. The flechette coughed once. The shell on leaving the
barrel, split into a cluster of razor sharp miniature disks of tritanium carbon composite. The range was close
enough that a massive percentage connected with the back of the juggernauts head at just over two thousand
feet per second.
The result was pretty spectacular. Most of the appendage dissolved into sections and leapt away in all directions.
The lumbering beast toppled slowly over, taking one of the others with it. The third just remained unmoving.
"Think we got lucky guys, they seem to be inert at the moment. Just incase though, I'll up the stakes on the
armament, hang on there."
He put the flechette into his pocket and removed a composite hunting knife secreted in one of his boots.
He went to work on the hand holding the shoulder mounted assault cannon carried by the dead juggernaut.
"Bit of a touch of overkill, just hope I can hold the bastard. Ok move it up now, lets get on."
Jay popped two more flechette rounds at the remaining heads.
Wouldn't want these buggers coming back to life on us would we. Hell Pops, wheres Mal gone ?"
Reggie turned to see he was on his own.
"He was with me a moment ago, though I have to say his mind was elsewhere. Ah well lets wish him luck
on his own endeavours shall we, and remove ourselves in one piece. My mind is more on the fate of our
female companions at this time."
"Reggie old chap, we both know we can't take the Doc down on our own. Better to escape in one piece and
return with the odds a little more in our favour. Anyway I'm betting he'll let no more harm come to them
for a while. Lets get the word out of here, and hope old Julius can do the same. Mal I suspect is working
on something too now."
Jay picked up the large rifle, noting thankfully the bipod was still mounted under the barrel. No way in Sirius
was he going to fire that from the shoulder. Juggernaut he wasn't.
Two more minutes, and the trail led them to the large docking bay, Jay crept up to the corner and peered
gingerly round. Three more Juggs at attention barred the way to the pod.
He pulled back, and removed the detachable lazer sight from the gun and carefully painted a target on
each of the shoulders of the waiting guard.
He returned the sight to the waiting rifle sitting on its bipod, laid down and checked the computing.
From the cover of the corridor, he pulled the trigger three times. The rocket propelled shells left the barrel,
turned the corner and streaked across the bay connecting with their targets.
Death was instantaneous, the explosive projectiles removing the right shoulders with arms holding weapons
and most of the chest.
"Strike." Yelled Jay. "Now lets get to that pod, and hold the fort till we know who else is joining us."
He picked up the rifle and they both ran for the waiting craft.
"If my fishing gear has been damaged down there in the villa Reg, there is going to be effin' hell to pay." ...

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