3.4 First
Strike
Micheal was in the Euro camp when the stragglers
came in; Sam was one in the middle among them. Sam parked the vehicle and got
up to examine it for damages. Meeky walked towards him and whistled. It’s the
only mode, Sam would respond in his current mood.
"Bad one huh?" Micheal stood there using
the rifle as a stand. "I estimated near wipe out for the column."
The returning ones were about an hundred of which
half were injured.
"They were there and waiting." Sam replied
as he looked underneath the vehicle. "The Major was trapped. The hounds
got to him."
"Damn! If I can just get my chance with those
hounds, I am going to blow their brains out." Sam continued on as he
pulled himself up from beneath the vehicle. Meeky then looked at the vehicle
and started loading in the previous loads of weapons.
"Hey, what are you doing? We are not pulling
out as yet." Sam shouted out when he saw the loading on the back of his
vehicle.
"Nope! We are going hounds hunting." Meeky
smiled. "The Division needs to fight back and I think I know how."
Later, they were back at the camp looking at the
enemy re-build perimeter. The breach was still there but there were dugouts
filled with soldiers. Of the six containers, only the last two containers were
closed at the side. The missile launchers were stationery there and so were the
movable cannon mounted tripods. These were being stored back or undergoing
repairs then.
Micheal was doing some mental calculations and then
he checked the loads they had brought. Then he dragged out two personal missile
launchers and three rapid fire rifle phaser with some explosives heads on the
projectiles. He spied using the viewer, and saw the lubricant drums near the
containers. He then looked to the other sentries. It was then he saw the
officers; a Major by the rank talking to the Colonel. His finger twitched him
on viewer when he looked at the Colonel.
Suddenly Micheal felt his instinct being triggered
as if he was in danger. The Colonel in his sight turned to stare at him. He had
been spotted, at over a thousand feet. Hel dropped the viewer and grabbed the
launcher. He fired off the shot without much preparation but based on instinct.
He dropped the launcher and grabbed the second one.
The first missile hit the container containing the Mantis
mounted cannons. It went up in a large explosive bang, but by then the hounds in
their cages were released by their masters. Sam on the side, had his sniper
rifle lined up and was firing away. His aims were good, with one hound hit in
every three shots on the fleet movement hounds, it was suicidal. The explosive
bullet on impact blew their heads off or their torso a large chunk off.
Micheal fired the second missile that hit the
lubricant drums and caused another major fierce explosion.
"Micheal, we got to go now." Sam told the
other, while he retreated to the vehicle hidden behind. Micheal grabbed the
rapid fire phaser rifle and climbed behind. He faced the rear while Sam drove
with his pedal down. Three hounds came but Micheal fired with his usual calm
self and blew off the three hounds.
"More hounds on the way." Micheal told Sam
when he sight three more of the hounds on their rear. He fired off at two
hounds, and injured the third one on the front right limb,
"Sam, please pick that one up." Micheal told the older mercenary which the man turned towards the hound. It stopped before it, when Micheal roped the hound by its rear leg, and Sam drove off hauling it behind the vehicle.
"Where are we going?" Sam asked. He knew
the why Micheal wanted the hound. It was Micheal’ method of leading the prey to
the trap. The other hounds are not taking the trail of blood. Their master had
called them back.
Colonel Drak picked up the comms unit and called on the unit in Munich.
"Schindler, I need your team back here
now."
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