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<blockquote data-quote="mrman226" data-source="post: 219073" data-attributes="member: 656"><p>Chapter 28</p><p> Okay, so quick bio on sparrows. These birds are weak, and gain power in numbers. If you can separate one or two sparrows, a single squirrel with some equipment could take him down. So, they usually come in packs of like, 20-30. These birds are however, extremely brave. I’ve actually seen one fly straight into an army to save his friends. So, these sparrows could be a huge asset to our team. After a long talk with Banrow to say that we were not going to burn down the city, or kill all of its inhabitants, (merely capture the city, and expel all the citizens) we went to find survivors. Rage, Hans and Lacer went with me (much to my discomfort), and that’s when the trouble began.</p><p> “Hey Lacer! I found a helicopter! Lets go check it out!” Hans yelled</p><p> “Yeah, sure, whatever.” </p><p>They went off to check out the crashed Chinook, leaving me with Rage. Rage seemed extremely calm, and was looking around at the sky. As for myself, I was as twitchy as a jumping bean, and was ready to tear off somebody’s limb. Suddenly, we heard a squawk in the distance. At first we thought it was Banrow, but then we realized something. Banrow doesn’t truly squawk. He kind of…hoot/squawks. Plus, the call was too high pitched for Banrow. This eliminated our possibilities to this</p><p>1. Sparrows</p><p>2. Sparrows</p><p>3. Sparrows</p><p>Seeing as the sparrows were enemies, we immediately rushed over to the site of the noise. Obviously, it was at the wrecked Chinook site. There were about 40 sparrows berating Hans and Lacer, who were huddled up in the wreck. Once we came, they heard us, and about 35 charged towards us. I immediately collapsed, my fur blending in with the snow. The small angry birds immediately savaged rage, which was less fortunate for him. I got up and started firing at the birds, and a couple went down. Finally, the rest fled, and Rage crouched on the ground, covered in bird wounds. Hans and Lacer came out, shaking. I groaned.</p><p> “Man, you guys need to toughen up!” I said, annoyed.</p><p> “Well, you weren’t stuck in a cell for the past two weeks, or being attacked by sparrows!”</p><p> “Yeah, well guess who had the chain gun? You. Guess who kicked those sparrows’ butt, with a pistol? Me.” </p><p>Since they couldn’t really reason with that, they just shut up. Rage started talking,</p><p> “I think that was the last chopper. Lets start heading back to base.” </p><p>40 minutes later.</p><p> “So you’re saying that you were somehow able to get the sparrows to join our side?”</p><p> “Yes. It wasn’t that hard, actually.”</p><p> “Duh. You’re a bird. I’m a squirrel. Therefore, you can speak their language.”</p><p>Our base was crowded with Sparrows, Foxes (I had finally let the secret loose that we had an army of predators.), Wolves, Squirrels and Owls. Banrow had got the sparrows to join up with us, and we had a pretty good army. Since the first attack was a disaster only because of the sparrows, I was thinking that we could launch another attack on the city. I consulted Banrow, as we had decided that we wouldn’t keep anything from each other, and he agreed. So, we started getting the troops ready. The infirmary was still jam-packed with wounded, but we left a couple guards behind. Finally, we started the march forward. A huge train of squirrels and predators weaved through the forest, and ended at the burnt wreck of the hardware store. About two hours later, we had a good camp pitched in the shadows of the wreckage. Finally, after so many months, the siege of this town had begun.</p><p></p><p>Chapter 29</p><p> Okay, Tam finally promised me that no one would get hurt or killed; they would just simply capture the city and expel all the humans, which is almost as bad, but is definitely better than dying from a people standpoint. Mark, who was on our side, still did not want to do this, so we left him back in his apartment to block off escape to the top, at least he was willing to do something. I flew Tam personally into the not-yet-a-battle zone, and dropped him and a couple other squirrels that hopefully were on our side, into a tree. Tam stayed on and instructed me to be a troop helicopter, he said I could fly much faster than the Chinooks, and could carry more, plus, I could avoid everything without needing to be commanded. So I flew a couple hundred of squirrel troops around from place to place, and finally Tam told me to rest and wait for the call to action. He employed the owlets to take my spot, and combined, they did it much faster than I could have ever done by myself. Tam gathered the squirrels in the large park in the middle of the town, and we took a vote of which building to take first. To ensure victory we would have to focus all our troops on one building. By a majority vote, we chose the thirty-room apartment building that Mark had lived in. There was much dismay towards this situation from the older squirrels, probably because most of them had bad memories from the last time we tried to invade, which involved a cat, a stumbling human, and having one of our best soldiers being kidnapped by the Lazulai. They still went through with the invasion, and I followed far behind, but not far enough behind so that I couldn’t see what was up ahead. Because I was at the back of the pack, I got the job of look out. I would periodically look back, but only when I wasn’t making sure that Tam’s troops were keeping true to his promise. Usually the humans would usually muster an “Ain’t that cute!” before the squirrels forced them down the hallway. We didn’t make them leave, that would have been too hard, we instead left that to Tam, who was down at the front desk, ready to pull the fire alarm when they were all in the hall. However, some of them did not go so easy. Mark had said that there was a crazy cat lady who never left her apartment, except to get cat food and more cats. We didn’t know which room she was in, so it was like knowing there was a bomb in the field you’re walking through, but not knowing where that bomb is. We opened one door, and a man instantly tried to sic hid dog on us, but we quickly subdued the dog, and then him. The dog made quite a loud noise, and I began to worry. Suddenly I heard a door creak opened, and multiple “mrow”s all at once, followed by one “Get them my kitties!” I scream-hooted to the squirrels ahead of me, and they instantly knew to run. I clung to the ceiling, hoping to grab their attention away from the squirrels, but they didn’t even notice me. I called frantically down to Tam to turn on the sprinklers, but he said he couldn’t, because he hadn’t unlocked the door to the room yet. I told him to just get one of the foxes to pull the lever in the lobby, but he said the foxes already had the commands to secure any rogue squirrel clans in the park. I flew as fast as I could towards the hallway, where I knew there was a switch, as it was city code to have one on every floor. I tried to peck some of the cats as I flew past them. Suddenly, the sprinklers started, and the cats all hissed and ran away, followed by the crazy old lady, who was yelling “NOO, COME BACK MY KITTIES!” Knowing that lockdown would happen soon, I got the last of the people out, so there would be none left trapped in the building.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="mrman226, post: 219073, member: 656"] Chapter 28 Okay, so quick bio on sparrows. These birds are weak, and gain power in numbers. If you can separate one or two sparrows, a single squirrel with some equipment could take him down. So, they usually come in packs of like, 20-30. These birds are however, extremely brave. I’ve actually seen one fly straight into an army to save his friends. So, these sparrows could be a huge asset to our team. After a long talk with Banrow to say that we were not going to burn down the city, or kill all of its inhabitants, (merely capture the city, and expel all the citizens) we went to find survivors. Rage, Hans and Lacer went with me (much to my discomfort), and that’s when the trouble began. “Hey Lacer! I found a helicopter! Lets go check it out!” Hans yelled “Yeah, sure, whatever.” They went off to check out the crashed Chinook, leaving me with Rage. Rage seemed extremely calm, and was looking around at the sky. As for myself, I was as twitchy as a jumping bean, and was ready to tear off somebody’s limb. Suddenly, we heard a squawk in the distance. At first we thought it was Banrow, but then we realized something. Banrow doesn’t truly squawk. He kind of…hoot/squawks. Plus, the call was too high pitched for Banrow. This eliminated our possibilities to this 1. Sparrows 2. Sparrows 3. Sparrows Seeing as the sparrows were enemies, we immediately rushed over to the site of the noise. Obviously, it was at the wrecked Chinook site. There were about 40 sparrows berating Hans and Lacer, who were huddled up in the wreck. Once we came, they heard us, and about 35 charged towards us. I immediately collapsed, my fur blending in with the snow. The small angry birds immediately savaged rage, which was less fortunate for him. I got up and started firing at the birds, and a couple went down. Finally, the rest fled, and Rage crouched on the ground, covered in bird wounds. Hans and Lacer came out, shaking. I groaned. “Man, you guys need to toughen up!” I said, annoyed. “Well, you weren’t stuck in a cell for the past two weeks, or being attacked by sparrows!” “Yeah, well guess who had the chain gun? You. Guess who kicked those sparrows’ butt, with a pistol? Me.” Since they couldn’t really reason with that, they just shut up. Rage started talking, “I think that was the last chopper. Lets start heading back to base.” 40 minutes later. “So you’re saying that you were somehow able to get the sparrows to join our side?” “Yes. It wasn’t that hard, actually.” “Duh. You’re a bird. I’m a squirrel. Therefore, you can speak their language.” Our base was crowded with Sparrows, Foxes (I had finally let the secret loose that we had an army of predators.), Wolves, Squirrels and Owls. Banrow had got the sparrows to join up with us, and we had a pretty good army. Since the first attack was a disaster only because of the sparrows, I was thinking that we could launch another attack on the city. I consulted Banrow, as we had decided that we wouldn’t keep anything from each other, and he agreed. So, we started getting the troops ready. The infirmary was still jam-packed with wounded, but we left a couple guards behind. Finally, we started the march forward. A huge train of squirrels and predators weaved through the forest, and ended at the burnt wreck of the hardware store. About two hours later, we had a good camp pitched in the shadows of the wreckage. Finally, after so many months, the siege of this town had begun. Chapter 29 Okay, Tam finally promised me that no one would get hurt or killed; they would just simply capture the city and expel all the humans, which is almost as bad, but is definitely better than dying from a people standpoint. Mark, who was on our side, still did not want to do this, so we left him back in his apartment to block off escape to the top, at least he was willing to do something. I flew Tam personally into the not-yet-a-battle zone, and dropped him and a couple other squirrels that hopefully were on our side, into a tree. Tam stayed on and instructed me to be a troop helicopter, he said I could fly much faster than the Chinooks, and could carry more, plus, I could avoid everything without needing to be commanded. So I flew a couple hundred of squirrel troops around from place to place, and finally Tam told me to rest and wait for the call to action. He employed the owlets to take my spot, and combined, they did it much faster than I could have ever done by myself. Tam gathered the squirrels in the large park in the middle of the town, and we took a vote of which building to take first. To ensure victory we would have to focus all our troops on one building. By a majority vote, we chose the thirty-room apartment building that Mark had lived in. There was much dismay towards this situation from the older squirrels, probably because most of them had bad memories from the last time we tried to invade, which involved a cat, a stumbling human, and having one of our best soldiers being kidnapped by the Lazulai. They still went through with the invasion, and I followed far behind, but not far enough behind so that I couldn’t see what was up ahead. Because I was at the back of the pack, I got the job of look out. I would periodically look back, but only when I wasn’t making sure that Tam’s troops were keeping true to his promise. Usually the humans would usually muster an “Ain’t that cute!” before the squirrels forced them down the hallway. We didn’t make them leave, that would have been too hard, we instead left that to Tam, who was down at the front desk, ready to pull the fire alarm when they were all in the hall. However, some of them did not go so easy. Mark had said that there was a crazy cat lady who never left her apartment, except to get cat food and more cats. We didn’t know which room she was in, so it was like knowing there was a bomb in the field you’re walking through, but not knowing where that bomb is. We opened one door, and a man instantly tried to sic hid dog on us, but we quickly subdued the dog, and then him. The dog made quite a loud noise, and I began to worry. Suddenly I heard a door creak opened, and multiple “mrow”s all at once, followed by one “Get them my kitties!” I scream-hooted to the squirrels ahead of me, and they instantly knew to run. I clung to the ceiling, hoping to grab their attention away from the squirrels, but they didn’t even notice me. I called frantically down to Tam to turn on the sprinklers, but he said he couldn’t, because he hadn’t unlocked the door to the room yet. I told him to just get one of the foxes to pull the lever in the lobby, but he said the foxes already had the commands to secure any rogue squirrel clans in the park. I flew as fast as I could towards the hallway, where I knew there was a switch, as it was city code to have one on every floor. I tried to peck some of the cats as I flew past them. Suddenly, the sprinklers started, and the cats all hissed and ran away, followed by the crazy old lady, who was yelling “NOO, COME BACK MY KITTIES!” Knowing that lockdown would happen soon, I got the last of the people out, so there would be none left trapped in the building. [/QUOTE]
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