| operation G (highlyimproved). |
[May. 10th, 2004|07:42 pm] |
hey i don't have much time now, so i'll just paste this and update more another time.
the following story is a HIGHLY-IMPROVED version of lowell's jabroni story. most of you who'll read this won't understand it. but nevermind. you can ask either lowell or i for explanations and we'll decide if we want to give them to you. anyway. presenting...
OPERATION G
done by: lowell leow and kenny chng
An ominous layer of darkness blanketed the building. The chiming of a clock nearby indicated the time to be 11 p.m. No sound could be heard save for the occasional little splash from drops of rainwater left over from the downpour yesterday, falling onto the ground from the eaves of the roof. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the roaring of a helicopter’s rotors.
The chopper hovered and many ropes were tossed out over its sides down onto the old, weather-beaten building. Several figures in black slid silently down the rope and landed on the roof of the building just as noiselessly. They moved with supreme confidence, confidence that came only with the knowledge that they were the best motherfuckers in the whole country. Alpha Team was in position.
On the ground, a black, nameless van skid to a halt in front of the same building. The van’s door slid open with a thud and more figures in black emerged with the same grace and confidence possessed by the members of Alpha. After all the commandos had exited, a hulking figure rippling with muscles appeared at the doorway of the van. The other commandos treated him with obvious deference. His proficiency at weapons was unparalleled, his physical prowess unchallenged. He grasped his weapon and flicked the safety off in one fluid motion.
‘Let’s get ‘em Bravo Team’, he growled under his breath.
The team moved deliberately and calmly to the main entrance, weapons held at the ready.
In the building, completely unaware of the intricate battle preparations going on all around him, KAW was on sentry duty. He paced about the room and fingered his pistol impatiently. He looked to his hostages in the corner; two girls were sleeping, heads against the wall with their knees up against their chests in an effort to keep warm. KAW checked his watch again. "Where the hell is that ass!” he shouted out loud. Frustration was killing him.
"Bravo Leader, this is Courageous Officer (CO), do you read me? Over." Alpha leader voiced over the radio, whispering as softly as possible.
"I hear you loud and clear, boss" Bravo Leader replied.
"Get in position and wait for my go, Bravo."
"Roger that, CO"
Meanwhile, a wooden door opening into the room where KAW was pacing impatiently slammed open. "Sorry I was late guys! Was busy." W strode through the door in an arrogant manner that could only be pulled off by people such as W.
"What the fuck lar, come so late, what's your problem man, people want to sleep one you know?" KAW yelled.
"Sorry lar! What you want me to do? Turn back time ah? Want to fight ah? Want to fight ah? Bring it!"
"Whatever lar man, whatever, just shut up!"
"Alpha leader, our sniper (a.k.a. Comfort Man) is in position, over."
"Does he have visual?"
"He says he can see two tangos, repeat, two tangos, over"
"All right get ready, Bravo leader, move in when you hear us kicking off the party!" Alpha leader beckoned to a member of his squad. A plump soldier stepped out of the shadow. He was Chemical Ali.
"Yes sir?"
"You know what you gotta do. On my go!"
Chemical Ali moved over to the opening in the roof and waited expectantly.
"3, 2, 1” Alpha Leader muttered under his breath. “Go go go! Storm the front!"
"Weapons free, repeat weapons free! Normal rules of engagement! Fire at will!"
Chemical Ali kicked the trapdoor in, pointed his ample bottom at the opening, screwed his face up tight in concentration, and did his duty.
BOOM!
The door to the roof flew from the ceiling as Chemical Ali kicked it in. KAW looked up and a wave of noxious, and to put it mildly, unpleasant-smelling gas hit him. He covered his mouth and nose desperately and ran towards the door, retching on the floor.
"What the fuck is that smell? What the fuck is happening?" W shouted, gasping desperately for fresh air.
"I don't know, its your shift now so its your fucking problem!" a muffled reply came.
The girls woke up suddenly as they heard the trapdoor crash down on the floor. Before any of them could say anything, they smelled something extremely disgusting and fainted.
BOOM! Bravo Leader kicked open the wooden door as he heard the trapdoor to the roof crashing open. Suddenly, without waiting for orders, Private SONS rushed into the room.
2 pistol shots were heard.
"HAHAHAHA eat THIS! *bang* and THIS! *bang*, you stupid dumb fuck!" W mocked his victim.
Private SONS fell to the floor writhing and moaning in pain, but even in his last moments, he raised his submachine gun in an act of defiance and pointed it at W.
“Must… be…champion…” he muttered.
“What the FUCK? You’re not dead? TAKE THIS DUMB FUCK!” W leveled his pistol at poor Private SONS’ head and put a bullet between his eyes. Private SONS dropped his submachine gun for the last time.
"Go go go!" Bravo leader commanded. “Private SONS knew the risks he had to take. Our objective is more important!” He rushed into the room, submachine gun well-calibrated and comfortably tucked into his shoulder. He caught a glimpse of KAW’s silhouette and depressed the trigger rapidly.
KAW stumbled back, his hand moving towards the newly-opened wounds in his chest in a futile attempt to stop his blood from gushing out. He stared in disbelief at his killer.
"Bloody hell! Stupid Scouts never tell me got SAS coming!" Were his last words as he slumped to the floor, never to rise again.
W was stunned. He stared first at the lifeless body of his fallen comrade, then at the implacable face mask of Bravo Leader. As Bravo Leader slowly raised his submachine gun to be at the same level as W’s head, W regained his senses in a flash and dived out of the way. He looked frantically for an exit, but the only door was blocked by the rest of Bravo Team. Spotting the window, he dove for it.
BANG!
A Magnum fired.
"SAI! I missed! SAI! AHHHHH!"
Alpha team descended into the room. Their gas masks were on.
"Tango in my sights!"
“Fire fire FIRE!’
Bullets kicked up dust all around W as he sprinted for the window.
PIANG! The sound of breaking glass filled the room.
"Tango has escaped!"
"Sir, we have found the hostages."
"Secure the area!"
"Area secure! Clear!"
"Bravo Team, where are you?"
"We’re right in front of you, Alpha Leader!"
"Oh, didn’t see you, sorry."
"What’s your status? We have a man down."
"Tango 2 escaped."
"Hostages?"
"We have them."
"Do we chase Tango 2?"
"Wait, let me have a look."
Alpha leader moved over to the window and looked out.
"Can your sniper get him?"
"I don't think so."
"Wait, what's that? That bright thing! It looks triangular. Wait, its V-shaped."
"What?"
Bravo Leader moved over to the window.
"I know what that is! He’s… wait... I remember! HE’S V-MAN!"
W ran. He picked himself up from the glass fragments outside the smashed window and ran for his life. His only thoughts were to escape escape I MUST ESCAPE RIGHT NOW OR I’M GOING TO DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH AT THE HANDS OF MY WORST ENEMIES. Suddenly, a bright light illuminated the area. W halted in his tracks. "Stop in the name of all that is tight and fits right!" a powerful and commanding voice boomed. W gazed at the wondrous figure in shock. He felt helpless and full of disbelief at what was happening to him. "I am V-man! And no one escapes JUSTICE!" W fell down on his knees in terror and fright, closing his eyes in an attempt to just will away what he knew would be coming next. V-Man's tongue shot out, a blood-red muscle thickened from much exercise performing morally questionable activites. He aimed it carefully at W. A bright white light shot out from his well-developed tongue and hit W in the heart. W’s eyes went blank and he fell to the floor limply.
"Well, I guess everything's taken care of." Alpha leader heaved a sigh of relief. "Good job guys, well done. Tend to the injured, Jason. Rest of you, stay perky ‘til our back-up arrives."
Michelle woke up and looked around her drowsily. In the darkness she saw several dark shapes. She roused Christine who lay beside her still in deep sleep. "Hmmmmm?" Christine woke up. Michelle looked around again and she saw one of the figures approach her.
"Hi. I'm G, wanna see my gun?"
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