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“You like? Huh?” | “You like? Huh?” | ||
The black mushroom wooded and dissipated. Bundie scrambled to his feet, glaring. “Jesus, Tucker! You’ll kill the lot of us! They’ll see that blast signal for miles around!” | The black mushroom wooded and dissipated. Bundie scrambled to his feet, glaring. “Jesus, Tucker! You’ll kill the lot of us! They’ll see that blast signal for miles around!” | ||
The | === The SIV advance === | ||
Beyond the dunes: a low mechanical clanking. It sounded heavy. It sounded relentless. It sounded ''huge''. It sounded like a max-vol slice of hell. | |||
Something in the aural vectors said it was headed their way. | |||
“What ze hell is ''zat''?” said Frenchie. | |||
“Oh, fucking ''great''. They’re on to us.” Bundie re-glared at Tucker. He held up a paw. “O.K., this is [[Top urgent]] now, boys. Hostiles are imminent.” | |||
The boys shucked their MSLAs and formed a circle round Chippy. | |||
Chippy came around slow. Tucker face-dashed him from a canteen. Chippy moaned. | |||
Bundie said, “We got an ID yet, kiddo?” | |||
The radio operator was a kid of barely eighteen. He ran a [[redline]]. “A ... a ... rel ... reloadable [[MTN]] c ... c ... configuration of s ... some sort, sir. P ... p ... programmable, most likely.” | |||
“Thank-you, Lance-Corporal.” | |||
Frenchie let out a low whistle. | |||
Bundie swept up the map. “We need to move off the beach, lads. And ''fast''.” | |||
Then a huge MOU smashed through the pines. Its armoured turret swivelled and lined them up. | |||
“Jesus. [[SIV]]s!” | “Jesus. [[SIV]]s! ''Split''!” | ||
Swart ''whoooed''. She shucked her [[CSA]] and reloaded. | The unit spritzed. Swart ''whoooed''. She shucked her [[CSA]] and reloaded. | ||
Biffer yeehaared. | Biffer yeehaared. He banged in a clip of | ||
Tucker blammed out out some shells from the Liquidator. It disoriented the advancing machines and threw a curtain of indeterminacy around the theatre. The [[SIV]]s kept coming. | Tucker blammed out out some shells from the Liquidator. It disoriented the advancing machines and threw a curtain of indeterminacy around the theatre. The [[SIV]]s kept coming. |