Something Bad Went Down in Old Shoreham
Scuffle on Main Street
The day was warm for November. Perfect weather for scavenging. Clear, bright and tolerable temperatures….. of course that means we weren’t the only ones out shopping….
By the time we got to Main Street our Scout Lisa started getting that twitchy look she gets when she sense people are near. I have no idea what she did before everything went to hell, but if she wasn’t in the military, it was a great loss to the country!
“Shall I run ahead a bit?” She asks over her shoulder?
In a low voice I can only tell her quick enough, “No further than the container!” Which seemed to be unnecessary as she’d do as she thought best….which was to stop at the container. Oh, heavy is the crown… I think to myself as I start moving up to the cars, Jules our Sniper not far behind me.
From my right Lisa yells out to someone I can’t exactly see, “Hey numbnuts! Drop our gear!”
Jules and I make it to the cars ahead where more gear lay. In the next few seconds our Doc sneaks up to the container as well and Phlug our Assaulter decided to stay put and watch for a moment. Ok, chance to take a breath before all hell breaks loose….
They say that time after the Fall is often 6 months of boredom for every 6 minutes of hell… I’m thinking around here the ratio is more like a few weeks to every half hour… That thought no sooner goes through my mind before it all begins. All of the sudden I hear feet from all directions ahead. First is what can only be described as a giant with some homemade helmet and worse, what looks like a jury rigged flamethrower!
Quick on his heels is a mowhawked punk gun in hand. He gets to the other car and leans down to pick something up. “Sonnava-bitch…he’s got our gear….” I hear Jules hiss. At that I motion for Jules to take the Big Guy and I take aim with my shotgun on Mowhawk Boy. And as quick as lighting, both drop as I see what can only be their leader lob a freakin grenade at us! Who are these guys?!?!
With that, the grenade bounces off the car I’m using for cover as I watch it fly towards where Jules shot the Big Guy with the flamerthrower… and it goes off with a wet explosion. Poor Mr Flamethrower Guy….
More shots go off to my right as the target of Lisa’s Taunt took a shot from Phlug’s assault rifle in the chest.
Just a few seconds for a breath and the fire starts again! More feet cming from the front and the right and I see another figure run up to my felled target and leans down… Jules looks over to me asking, “You reckon that’s their Doc? Or another wise guy stealing our gear??”
With a quick, “Does it matter?” I unload my shotgun again sending their ‘Doc’ down as well.
Lisa dispatches her target and grabs the loot he was trying to take ahead of us while Phlug moves up to me and takes positon. Jules grabs his sniper rifle and starts bolting ahead looking for cover and takes aim to our right…. A moment later I hear his rifle crack out a shot to a triumphant, “I think I just tagged their leader!”
Wheeehew…. The Home Gang got REAL lucky today. We took down all the baddies without even a scratch…. They’ll never believe this when we get home!
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31 March 2015, 09:47:47 AM
