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--Chapter 8--
--Call it StalinCity--
"Unless you guys have any objections, im going to bring us to the other main resistance facility besides BlackMesa East" answered Josh
"can't see a problem with that" said amber "they should have medic there who can fix this"
Mark looked over at amber, and saw her flexing her arm, which was smeared with drying blood. He looked over at his own shoulder, and saw that blood from his
wound had left a large red spot in his shirt.
"you look like some bandages would do you good to" Dan commented as he looked at Marks shoulder. "but I wouldn't worry about that infecting for another few
hours, and the bleeding has stoped, youll be fine. And Amber, try not to flex your arm like that, it could open the clotting that stoped the bleeding."
Mark was surprised Dan could get all that while being three feet away, without any need to physicaly examine the wound. Dan moved his gaze to Fitz, who was
sitting on top of the ammo box.
"Fitz? You okay?" he said.
Fitz just nodded, a nod that conveyed that he was either in shock or he was mad at everyone for half his foot being cut off.
"So, give us an inventory Mark, what did you grab?" asked Tom
Mark grabed the first backpack.and opened it.
"Ok, we got five of these rockets" Mark pulled one out to show everyone
"wow, I forgot I had those back there, but good, they are for APC's like this one, and will most definatly come in handy"
"we got a good amount of grendades in the bags, maybe 25...30. and 9 of the ones for our guns." Mark continued. He put the rocket back and closed up the pack,
then grabed the other and started going through it. "I don't know what half this stuff is, so if you guys would speak up ill be thankfull"
Mark grabed one of each of the colored blocks and set them in front of him. "we got 7 of the orange ones, 5 of the red ones, and 11 of the blue ones"
"Ok" Tom said "the Blue ones are a HE charge, a mixture of Trinitrotoluene, aka TNT, and HMX. They have a blast radius about 3 times that of your standard
grenade. The red ones are meant to be Incendirary. They have a small core of Fox-7, the most powerfull stuff I have. the rest of it is PETN and Thermite, both of
which will melt steel with ease. Their blast radius is pretty big too, so watch out to make sure your not near one when it goes off. The orange ones are my favorite,
they are like the red ones, but they are pure PETN and Thermite. without the core, the heat doesn't get spread, and will melt through alot of things, like the armor on
this APC."
"How'd you make all that stuff?" asked Dan
"Well, I got a Masters degree in chemistry 11 years ago, before the combine came and ruined all the fun everybody was having geting educated." answered Tom, "I
also had a handful of other couces about various physics. Even one on the theoretical stuff, that one was accually interesting. Josh was an art major, but he liked the
inner workings of computers enough to sign up for some cources on electrical engineering and computer technology. So he has the skill to make the detonators. all
this with some stolen industrial supplies and tada, you get bombs of every shape, size, and use."
"Exactly" confirmed Josh, "And Personally Im very thankful came up with an antidote to the electrolyte the combine put in the water, otherwise all the resistance
members would forget their past and their skills. But enough of that, whats left in the bag"
Mark took out samples of the last two items."Mines and remote bombs im guessing?"
"Yep," Josh said "perceptive guy arn't you."
"I guess, but anyway, I got one more thing I grabed." Mark took the silver briefcase off the box's of rockets. "What is this?"
"well, to tell you the truth its a shame you grabbed it, its useless in the state its in." sighed Tom "But if we can find a replacement for the missing part it will work."
"But what is it?" asked Amber
"Its a 'Big Bomb' " Josh answerd, saying the 'Big Bomb' part with an accent
No one reconized where the accent would have come from, but they all gave a chucle at it, except Fitz.
"the idea for it came from a discusion I was having with Eli. we were talking about the possible emmision of positrons when a combine energy ball is fissioned. Eli
needed alot of postitron for an experiment or something, so I proposed the idea to him. It came from something I remembered from my theoretical physics course.
But anyway, he found a different source for them, but I still had the idea in my head. So when we miraculesly got a stored energy ball, the kind the combine elites
have for their pulse rifles, I finally could try it. So after some corespondance with the guys down at BlackMesa East I started building the thing. Constructing the
magnetic coils and amplifiers was a pain but I eventually finished. I sent the thing down the the BM guys so they could give it a quick one over. they sent it back and
said that it was all correct and only needed the energy ball carrier plugged in. Unfortunatly I couldn't find the thing, and that entire plan unwound. Its been sitting on the
table since then, for about two weeks.
Mark leaned back and felt a pressure in his pocket,he leaned forward again to get the thing he had put in it.
"Oh, What I forgot about this, what is it?" Mark asked as he held it up
Tom turned from the console again and said "well ill be damned. Do you accually not know what that is mate?"
"I have no clue, I found it under the combine console." replied mark
"well, I guess luck in on our side then, that thing stores a combine energy ball. I think we have our bomb."
Mark handed it to Tom when he reached out to take it. Tom shoved it in his pocket. "ill make sure this isn't lost again."
after a few minutes of silence tom spoke up "I just got another Idea."
everyone was wondering what he had though up, but no one decided to ask him. they all watched as he went to the rocket crates and pulled a rocket out of one. then
grabed the orange striped bomb that was still on the floor,Then sat back town and started pulling on the nose cone.
"could someone find my tool kit?" he asked.
Mark started scanning the entire APC, and saw Amber and Dan looking to.
"Here" said Fitz, "I found it."
Fitz was reaching behind the large Ammo crate he was siting on. He pulled out a bulky, rolled cloth.
"Ah! Thanks. you all fine now Fitzy, you had Josh and Me down with your somberness?" said Tom as he took the tool kit from Fitz.
"Ya, I guess. It was only my toes that I lost right?" he replied
"you bet cha, its not like toes are anything that important anyway" said Tom, clearly in a good mood again.
Tom leaned back into his seat and unrolled the tool kit on his lap. he took out a screwdriver and stated working his way around the nose of the rocket, opening a
seam. after a while he pulled the nose cone right of and started working on its contents. He pulled out a chunck of circutry that was inside.
"well, their goes the guidence package" he said
He grabed the Orange Bomb and pulled off the tape, leting the shrink wrap around the explosive start to come undone. he wraped the tape around the nose cone,
then took the wraping off the explosives and threw it up into the air. Mark watched it as it floated down and landed on him. he picked it up and put it on the floor next
to him. When he looked up he saw Tom trying to get the last of the putty like explosive into the nose. He got in all in and reattached the Nose to the rocket body. The
entire rocket modification had twenty minutes
"there, a nice anti-armor rocket. This thing will easily ruin an APC, and would inflict considerable pain on one of those damn striders."
"Good Job Tom." said Josh. "And for anyone whose been watching the screen instread of my brother you would know that now that ive driven us around the
outskirts of the city. sorry I had to take such a long route, but I didn't want to get caught by heavy combine checkpoints that a direct route would have had. Anyway,
were heading back into the city now, and should be at the command point soon."
Mark started watching the view on the screen as Josh turned the APC onto one of the main roads. It was a long street, with barely any curves, there were quite a few
streets leading into it along its length. Mark saw movement in the distance but couldn't make it out. He stared at the two tan things bobing above the roof tops, he
couldn't tell what they were, but he had a bad feeling in his gut. The APC was speading toward them, and Mark knew that they would be close enough to see really
soon.
Then it hit him where he had seen that color and shape before.
"STIDER!" he yelled.
the beast walked into the street. Josh brought the APC to a fast hault at a four way intersection 50 yards away. Mark looked for the other strider and saw it heading
in their direction, but on a parrell street. Mark saw that it would soon turn the corner and be right on top of them.
"ok, it doesn't know we arn't accuall combine." Dan started saying "Just turn the other way and go around it. just be co..."
The stider let out its siren like cry. All the six rebels knew that it wasn't a cry of friendship.
"fuck." mumbled Josh.
A)Run back the way they came
B)use their huge cashe of rockets and weapons on the stiders
C)try to drive under the strider
D)Panic and stay still
I just put all of this, from start to finish, in word and it ends up being ove 30 pages