Grendel Unit 1: Bad Day At Khor-wa - Plot & Excerpts
Monster pounded his own screen, trying to intimidate it back into functioning. "Captain, we have a problem." "No kidding," Vic said through the speaker. "The asset ran off, the target is in the wind, and I'm about to kill Frank." Buehl frantically typed command after command into his console, trying to unlock the ship's controls. "It's worse than that, sir. All of our systems are jammed." "It's probably just a sun flare or something in the atmosphere." "We didn't pick anything up in our last scan for that, Captain," Monster grumbled. "It happens," Vic said. "Get back online and− " the captain's voice turned into nothing but digital static. Buehl smashed his fist against the console, "Well that's freaking convenient! Why should the systems stay online when the asset goes missing?" Monster turned and looked at him, "That is exactly what I was thinking. Do you believe in coincidences?" "No," Buehl said. "Neither do I. What systems do we have control of?" Vic slammed the bar's back door open and cursed at the sight of the brick alleyway stretching another city block, filled with nothing but trash and empty containers. He ripped the sidearm from his hip and snarled, "First, I'm going to kill him. Then I'm going to kill you." Frank moved ahead and checked inside a trashcan. "What about Yultorot?" "Right," Vic said. "First I'm going to kill Yultorot, then the fish, then you." "I think I should get to kill the fish." Both of the men braced themselves against the walls. "This alleyway's a fatal funnel. Stay up. We're going to get down it as quick as we can," Vic said. They trained their weapons on the far end of the alleyway and ducked low, moving double-time. "If I trust you to kill the fish, will you screw that up too?" Frank kept his eye against the Rangefinder's stock, scanning the walls and cutouts ahead of them for signs of movement. "Probably," Frank said. "We're sitting ducks in this alley." "Fine," Vic said. "You got your glasses?" He fished in the pouch on his belt for a moment and pulled out a small grey ball, then tossed it as far into the alleyway as he could. The ball shattered against the ground and thick billowing smoke emerged in the air, filling the entire alleyway with a dense, dark cloud. Vic pulled out his glasses and fit them over his face, touching the sideframe and saying, "Activate smoke filter. Let's go nice and slow." The glass lenses shimmered momentarily and then revealed the alleyway once more, but as a ghost-image filled with shadows and shapes. Vic's hands and the gun in front of him were like gray pencil drawings. They moved through the smoke-filled cloud and Vic ahead at a large dumpster and saw the silhouette of a man holding a heavy assault shotgun aimed directly at him.
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