1.4 The
Shooter of the Faith
Just as then when the Man fed on his would be
predator, miles away slightly to the Northwest direction, at the hill lines,
another figure was lain face down on the sandy pile by the boulder. The figure
was half covered by the blowing sands, although the camouflage fatigue of light
gray with spots of white was itself an adequate cover. The figure was laid
there with the legs spread out while its head was rested on the right shoulder
with the focus on the telescopic lens that was attached to the camouflaged
wrapped long range phaser rifle. The arms of the figure were wrapped around the
rifle with half the face hidden by the stock and lens. The figure had on maybe
termed as a beret but it had a set of goggles build into it. The barrel of the
rifle was aimed at the target at the distance of over two thousand yards on the
hill. The target was at that moment waiting for the arrival of the sea vessel
which would take him to safety.
The target was protected by a three auto-bots
detail; war designed droids with firepower that can level this boulder and
sandy hill to be a pond. The shooters breathe in and whispered these words.
"Bless me father once." The trigger button
was pressed.
"Blast me father twice." The trigger
button was released.
"Father be bless thrice." The metal
projectile from the rifle blew the target head off.
Immediately, the droids reacted to the shooting as
their system looked at the wound and computed the trajectory path but by then
the shooter was crawling back on the sand, and then half crouched ran to the
nearby vehicle parked behind the dyke. It was a hover skid pad designed for one
rider; legs clamped on the surface by the remote control on the goggles, and
the three feet by one feet oblong pad took off with it antigravity mechanism
propelled forward by the miniature jets build into the pad. Its cruising speed
was thirty miles and hour but for getaways like this, it would hit the maximum
at fifty five miles per hour.
"Whoo-pee!" The figure now half crouched
on the hover pad shouted out in jubilation on a task well done. It was always
exhilarating to ride the pad at its maximum speed with the control based on the
foot taps. But the escape was not without its pursuers. The laser shots missed
the pad by inches'; fired from the two flying droids on foot jets.
The war-bots are build like the figure of Man, but
they are encased with the right shoulder mounted lasers phaser, twin barrels on
the wrist for close combats and with these, they also carry the phaser rifles
that holds a thirty charge energy pack. Those are only the phaser, but the
droids are also armed with explosives like thermal grenades, napalm mini bombs
and the dreaded round blades. The last are just throwing disc which would
energize and become revolving sharpened blades. They can cut through a rock
surface of two feet with no issues.
"Damn!" The shooter cursed and then added
in a prayer for forgiveness. The concern of the shooter was not the jet boots
as they can only do thirty miles an hour max, but the blades. Those can move to
a speed of sixty five miles when energized. The shooter tapped in the command
on the pad and the hover pad went up on the left side, holding its rider in a
slanting stance. The shooter had picked up the rifle and then tapped in the
next command. The hover craft did a tight turn to the left while the shooter
took aim.
The shot went off from the rifle at that slanting
angle and hit the first droid at the side of the chest where its armor was the
weakest. The projectile on impact; penetrated the metal cover, and damaged the
internal circuitry causing the droid to go into a spin and crashed into the
rear droid.
"Bless me Father for I done it." The
shooter shouted out as the hover pad made another turn to bring it back to the
original path. At that moment of the turn, the hover pad bottom surface showed
its owner affiliation;' the House of the Cross.
So then we had met the Third Crusaders of the New
Age.
He was to be named the Shooter of the Faith.
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