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"Amber!" yelled Dan "You still keeping your cool over there?"
"Hell yeah." she stood up giving the strider the finger and diving back into cover before a barrage of plasma bashed the rocks just inches from her position. She lifted her head up and called out. "Missed!"
"You're fucking crazy!" yelled Fitz "Get over and help those guys."
"OK" she yelled and she crawled along the floor around to Dan and Fitz. She stood up, fired at the strider again and continued around the side of the rocks and out of view.
"Jesus." Said Mark. He looked up to see the strider turning to follow her. Mark swallowed hard and stood up, waving his arms in the air. The strider turned back to face and and he fired 2 more shots from the magnum. "Heeeyyyy!!! You bastard! Eat this."
"Amber's reached them!" yelled Fitz. waving the radio to Dan and Mark. "Take cover!"
The three men shoved themselved right into the rocks as 2 rockets fired simultainiously into the strider's rear end. It toppled forwards and lost its balance. Mark watched for a second, as it fell almost in slow motion. It crashed to the ground throwing up dust and debris. As it settled the lumbering beast came into view, laying motionless on the ground. Mark rose to his feet as three silhouettes danced through the fog.
"Tom! Josh!" yelled Dan "You crazy motherfuckers!"
The brothers stopped in front of Dan and saluted! They were grinning ear to ear and jumping on the spot like children. They spoke to Dan he was like an older brother.
"Dan," they said, thick cockney accents and never motionless on their feet "guess what we found. Go on, guess"
"Something edible I hope." He said
"Nope." giggled Tom, shaking his head frantically. The two brothers looked at each other, smiling. They turned back to Dan and pulled the watchcaps from their heads to reveal blone hair spiked up about 3 inches off the tops of their heads. "Hair gel!"
Dan burst into laughter. He knew these two well.
"This has just got pretty interesting." Fitz said as he stepped over to Mark and Amber.
"What do you mean?" Mark asked
"We were with the Halls last week when we started resisting against the combine. They helped me and Dan and the other guys storm an outpost on the canal. We didn't lose a single man. Those two are morale boosters on legs!" Fitz was grinning as much as the two brothers were. They skipped over and both wrapped their arms around him. "Hey hey, I can't breath."
"How ya been Fitzy?" said Tom, rubbing Fitz' head "Ya look knackered mate!"
"I'm fine." Fitz laughed and turned to Amber and Mark "Oh, this is Mark and Amber!"
"Hello both." Josh piped up. "Hope Fitzy's been looking after you two."
"Hey." said Fitz pointing to Amber "Watch it! She can look after herself."
"Oh really," said Tom winking to Amber "Maybe she can look after me too."
"In your dreams slimeball." she said back, grinning sarcastically "I'm with Mark."
Marks glance darted to Amber.
"What?" he gasped
"Don't worry." she whispered "I just don't want one of these creeps following me around, trying to protect me and all that. Just play along."
"Ok people." Dan strided over "Listen up. We are heading back to City 17 to re-arm and reinforce. Don't know if you've noticed but its just the six of us now. Eli's place is overrun so the real fight will be in the city and six people aren't going to last long the closer we got to the citadel"
"Hey," Josh interupted "Where's your brother Dan?"
Dan froze. He looked to Mark and Fitz. Tom and Josh turned to them.
"What happened to Todd?" Tom asked. Fitz shook his head in reply. Tom sat down on one of the battle scarred rocks "Oh Jesus."
"Lets move out." said Dan.
The six fighters moved across the grassy hills back toward to towering machine that continued to churn the land all night. The sun was rising when they reached the citie's edge, creating a pattern of dark shadows across the streets as the orange light ripped through the gaps between the tall buildings. They reached a battered old building with a huge sliding door set into the front wall.
"Wait till you see what thats for." grinned Josh. Tom was laughing behind him. The brothers lead the way around the back of the garage and unlocked the back door. As the door opened there was a strong smell of engine oil, stale beer, and greasy food. Pizza boxes were strewn about the floor. A Cd player was droning out some music at its lowest volume. Some scuzzy rock music that must have been at least 20 years old now.
They rounded the corner into the main portion of the building. The ceiling was about 14 feet up and the place was filled with battered furniture. Right at the back near the large shutter doors was a combine APC.
"Woah." said Dan "How did you get that here?"
"It was parked outside one morning. Don't know where it came from but sombody had already broken the locks off the doors. One of the wheels was damaged so we think that maybe some rebels stole it, had an accident and left it. Well we sorted the wheel problem two days ago. We're just trying to work out the controls because they're all in bloody 'combinion' or whatever language they speak. Hopefully if we get some work done today it'll be drivable by lunch time."
A TV was in the corner, the screen displaying an all too familiar, bearded man spouting propaganda to no end.
"Fuckin' Breen." said Josh "Tom, turn that shit off."
Tom walked over and flicked the off switch. The screen fizzed to a white line and cut off. Mark stayed fixated on the screen. As the others wondered around getting the full tour from the brothers, Mark could still see a faint picture on the screen. Maybe it was just an after-image. He was about to turn away when the screen cracked and a gaunt man in a suit appeared on the screen. He looked right into Mark's eyes shook his head and the screen turned black.
"What the Hell?" said mark. The others turned to see Mark standing in the centre of the room staring at the blank screen.
"Its called a 'TV' mate." said Josh. "You know? TV."
"I think he knows what it is." said Tom hitting Josh on the arm "Arse hole!"
"What's up Mark." said Fitz "You look a little pale."
"We have to leave." said Mark "Something isn't right."
"Hold on." said Dan "Let's all make a decision here."
A) We can lay low for a while and get some sleep.
B) We can stock up on ammo and carry on to the city with the APC.
C) We can stock up and look for Freeman down by the coast with the APC.
D) We can go underground using the manholes outside to move undercover.