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<blockquote data-quote="mrman226" data-source="post: 219070" data-attributes="member: 656"><p>Chapter 22</p><p> Okay, to make a long story short, the bomb blew up, Jang and Ben died, and we went to rescue Mark. Now we were stuck in the chamber because something destroyed the sensor. Aki, Rapture (Squirrel from our squad) and Max got hit by that secretary person, but they were all okay. Banrow attempted to ram the door, but with no use. Suddenly, I thought of something. “Banrow, move. I have an idea!” He fluttered backwards. I pulled out my super explosive I had made from before, and stuck it do the door. The bomb detonated, and Quib looked at it. </p><p> “Uh, Tam? Nothing happened…” </p><p> “Just wait…”</p><p>Right then the glass shattered, and we were left with a gaping wide escape hole. In no time at all, we escaped. </p><p>About five minutes later, we got back into the Chinook that had taken us here, and we flew back to the base. Finally, we reached the silo. It was looking pretty good, compared to what it looked like after the bomb. Banrow noticed some remaining fires being doused and called me on his blue tooth.</p><p>“Hey, what’s going on with the silo?”</p><p>“Some squirrels attacked it, and then set off a bomb.”</p><p>“Okay…how many are dead?”</p><p>“Not that many. But it still caused a lot of damage.”</p><p>Finally, the Chinook hit the ground, and we walked out. Immediately the squad rushed out and started to help the builders. Nov, Rapture and I, went to the infirmary to help, since we were all trained in the medical arts. </p><p>The owls flew around with supplies, and in about an hour, the silo was as good as new. Most of the tech in the silo was undamaged, except for the odd sound system. Our technicians immediately fixed these, and then we went to the information center. Down there, some squirrels were trying to figure out what clan attacked us. When we entered the room, the noise level was almost unbearable. Finally, we reached a random information-gatherer, and extracted info from him. Apparently, a rogue branch of the Lazulai had attacked us. I growled with anger. The leader’s name was Rage, and we had to take him down. I decided that some of the squad wasn’t coming. This matter was getting personal. </p><p>Our plane flew through the air at a really fast speed. I chose a special few for this mission, who were Alec, Rapture and Max, all trained killers. The pilot was the best, pretty much everything about this trip had to be the best possible. Suddenly, the pilot flicked on the radar jammer, and we heard a constant ‘fizz’. I looked at everybody’s weapons one more time. Alec was using two silenced Uzi’s, Max was using her trademark knife and a killer dart gun, and Rapture had a MP-7. As for myself, I was wielding my rapid-fire sniper rifle. Finally, the plane landed and the bay door opened. We crept out and looked around. Our target was exactly 530 meters in front of us. Unfortunately, there were a whole bunch of guards, yet much less than we expected, some of them were sleeping. We started creeping forward. This was revenge!</p><p> 30 minutes later.</p><p>The door was in front of us. Behind us was the nearly invisible trail of carnage we had left behind while fighting through the guards. Two guards stood in front of the door, both heavily armed. Max pulled out her dart gun and fired twice. Two shadowy darts flew through the air and hit their targets. The guards crumpled to the ground, and then we approached the door. It took me about 4.02 seconds to pick the lock, and then we broke in. Rage freaked out and grabbed his gun, and then started to fire at us. Alec tilted his Uzi’s and fired, sending one guard out the window. Rapture took out the other guard, and I aimed my sniper right at Rage. I had loaded it with a knock out dart earlier, and when I fired it hit Rage right in the shoulder. He looked down at it, staggered towards me, and the collapsed. The dart had done its job. Rapture grinned and swung his tail and I stretched my limbs. The plane hovered in front of the window, and I dived out, letting the wind fan my arms and legs. Slowly, I glided forward and landed in the bay. Alec followed me, and Rapture and Max came out last, bearing Rage’s tied up body. We shoved him in a sack and tossed him in a corner. Finally, we started to fly home.</p><p></p><p>Chapter 23</p><p></p><p> As I was flying back to our base, I saw a smaller base-like structure on the ground below me. It looked quite like the forces had been expanding, seeing as this was very close to our base, well, at least it did from the air. I flew down and landed in the tall, thick grass, and soon could not see the larger base. “They must be trying to keep this secret,” I thought to myself. As I got closer to where I thought the base was, the grass got thicker and thicker, and soon it began to scrape against my feathers. It was quite difficult to move, because the grass had small grabbers that stabbed me whenever I rubbed it the wrong way. I started to see little holes in the ground, like tunnels, and I followed them, assuming they’d lead to the base. When I got to a clearing, where I saw the base again, there were many squirrels, heavily armed standing in front of the door to the building. I started to flap over to the door, skimming the ground, suddenly; the guards flicked their guns over their shoulder and began to shoot exploding pellets at me. I easily dodged them, but still wondered why they were shooting at me. Weren’t they on my side? I started to call out friendly fire, and they stopped shooting for about half of a minute, and then I heard a squirrel “chitter” and they started firing again. I had made considerable ground on the door while they had stopped shooting, and began to think to just fly away. I remembered I had a bean burrito for lunch, and knew I could easily get away. But first, there would have to be some fighting. I noticed that the logo on the side of the building was not like the Lazurillo’s, and I did not recognize any of the guards on the ground. The only thing that could be possible was; a small group of Lazulai soldiers didn’t get the message about the alliance. I kept flying, claws extended, and plowed into the majority of them. I didn’t draw any blood, but quickly and effectively broke their necks, leaving them limp on the ground. I wasn’t aiming for the squirrels any more, but I kept flying straight towards the door. My plan was to wait for the right moment to pull up and fart (A note about owl farts; they are just as large as a human’s, but we have a smaller exit, so it compresses and acts like a jet engine, propelling us forward at high speeds). When I farted, I could fly off into the sky at great speed, out running even the fastest vehicle known to squirrel. I pulled up a little too soon, but it was a good launch nonetheless. I quickly gained altitude and was flying along until I felt and heard squirrel-sized mortar shells flying past me. I was getting closer and closer to the silo, so I couldn’t look down, or I would crash into it. I kept flying higher and higher, trying to escape the range of the mortar. But it still hit me. Hard.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="mrman226, post: 219070, member: 656"] Chapter 22 Okay, to make a long story short, the bomb blew up, Jang and Ben died, and we went to rescue Mark. Now we were stuck in the chamber because something destroyed the sensor. Aki, Rapture (Squirrel from our squad) and Max got hit by that secretary person, but they were all okay. Banrow attempted to ram the door, but with no use. Suddenly, I thought of something. “Banrow, move. I have an idea!” He fluttered backwards. I pulled out my super explosive I had made from before, and stuck it do the door. The bomb detonated, and Quib looked at it. “Uh, Tam? Nothing happened…” “Just wait…” Right then the glass shattered, and we were left with a gaping wide escape hole. In no time at all, we escaped. About five minutes later, we got back into the Chinook that had taken us here, and we flew back to the base. Finally, we reached the silo. It was looking pretty good, compared to what it looked like after the bomb. Banrow noticed some remaining fires being doused and called me on his blue tooth. “Hey, what’s going on with the silo?” “Some squirrels attacked it, and then set off a bomb.” “Okay…how many are dead?” “Not that many. But it still caused a lot of damage.” Finally, the Chinook hit the ground, and we walked out. Immediately the squad rushed out and started to help the builders. Nov, Rapture and I, went to the infirmary to help, since we were all trained in the medical arts. The owls flew around with supplies, and in about an hour, the silo was as good as new. Most of the tech in the silo was undamaged, except for the odd sound system. Our technicians immediately fixed these, and then we went to the information center. Down there, some squirrels were trying to figure out what clan attacked us. When we entered the room, the noise level was almost unbearable. Finally, we reached a random information-gatherer, and extracted info from him. Apparently, a rogue branch of the Lazulai had attacked us. I growled with anger. The leader’s name was Rage, and we had to take him down. I decided that some of the squad wasn’t coming. This matter was getting personal. Our plane flew through the air at a really fast speed. I chose a special few for this mission, who were Alec, Rapture and Max, all trained killers. The pilot was the best, pretty much everything about this trip had to be the best possible. Suddenly, the pilot flicked on the radar jammer, and we heard a constant ‘fizz’. I looked at everybody’s weapons one more time. Alec was using two silenced Uzi’s, Max was using her trademark knife and a killer dart gun, and Rapture had a MP-7. As for myself, I was wielding my rapid-fire sniper rifle. Finally, the plane landed and the bay door opened. We crept out and looked around. Our target was exactly 530 meters in front of us. Unfortunately, there were a whole bunch of guards, yet much less than we expected, some of them were sleeping. We started creeping forward. This was revenge! 30 minutes later. The door was in front of us. Behind us was the nearly invisible trail of carnage we had left behind while fighting through the guards. Two guards stood in front of the door, both heavily armed. Max pulled out her dart gun and fired twice. Two shadowy darts flew through the air and hit their targets. The guards crumpled to the ground, and then we approached the door. It took me about 4.02 seconds to pick the lock, and then we broke in. Rage freaked out and grabbed his gun, and then started to fire at us. Alec tilted his Uzi’s and fired, sending one guard out the window. Rapture took out the other guard, and I aimed my sniper right at Rage. I had loaded it with a knock out dart earlier, and when I fired it hit Rage right in the shoulder. He looked down at it, staggered towards me, and the collapsed. The dart had done its job. Rapture grinned and swung his tail and I stretched my limbs. The plane hovered in front of the window, and I dived out, letting the wind fan my arms and legs. Slowly, I glided forward and landed in the bay. Alec followed me, and Rapture and Max came out last, bearing Rage’s tied up body. We shoved him in a sack and tossed him in a corner. Finally, we started to fly home. Chapter 23 As I was flying back to our base, I saw a smaller base-like structure on the ground below me. It looked quite like the forces had been expanding, seeing as this was very close to our base, well, at least it did from the air. I flew down and landed in the tall, thick grass, and soon could not see the larger base. “They must be trying to keep this secret,” I thought to myself. As I got closer to where I thought the base was, the grass got thicker and thicker, and soon it began to scrape against my feathers. It was quite difficult to move, because the grass had small grabbers that stabbed me whenever I rubbed it the wrong way. I started to see little holes in the ground, like tunnels, and I followed them, assuming they’d lead to the base. When I got to a clearing, where I saw the base again, there were many squirrels, heavily armed standing in front of the door to the building. I started to flap over to the door, skimming the ground, suddenly; the guards flicked their guns over their shoulder and began to shoot exploding pellets at me. I easily dodged them, but still wondered why they were shooting at me. Weren’t they on my side? I started to call out friendly fire, and they stopped shooting for about half of a minute, and then I heard a squirrel “chitter” and they started firing again. I had made considerable ground on the door while they had stopped shooting, and began to think to just fly away. I remembered I had a bean burrito for lunch, and knew I could easily get away. But first, there would have to be some fighting. I noticed that the logo on the side of the building was not like the Lazurillo’s, and I did not recognize any of the guards on the ground. The only thing that could be possible was; a small group of Lazulai soldiers didn’t get the message about the alliance. I kept flying, claws extended, and plowed into the majority of them. I didn’t draw any blood, but quickly and effectively broke their necks, leaving them limp on the ground. I wasn’t aiming for the squirrels any more, but I kept flying straight towards the door. My plan was to wait for the right moment to pull up and fart (A note about owl farts; they are just as large as a human’s, but we have a smaller exit, so it compresses and acts like a jet engine, propelling us forward at high speeds). When I farted, I could fly off into the sky at great speed, out running even the fastest vehicle known to squirrel. I pulled up a little too soon, but it was a good launch nonetheless. I quickly gained altitude and was flying along until I felt and heard squirrel-sized mortar shells flying past me. I was getting closer and closer to the silo, so I couldn’t look down, or I would crash into it. I kept flying higher and higher, trying to escape the range of the mortar. But it still hit me. Hard. [/QUOTE]
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