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Frenchie was oldest in the company. He came down last. He snapped-off his chute and pulled a [[three-point hero drop]] in the high-tide flotsam. The boys yukked it up and moved out.
Frenchie was oldest in the company. He came down last. He snapped-off his chute and pulled a [[three-point hero drop]] in the high-tide flotsam. The boys yukked it up and moved out.


They were armed for [[Equity securities|stocks]]: their Cayman Corps adversaries were battle-hardened right down the capital structure: Bundie mandated shoulder-mounted [[Master Securities Lending Agreement|Mizzlers]] for all. In case of [[Agent lender|ALD]] cointel interference, they carried a brace of bump-stock [[Pledge GMSLA|pledge model]]s. For [[synthetic equity swap|synthetic]]<nowiki/>s cover, they backed it up with late-model [[2002 ISDA Master Agreement|ISDA]]<nowiki/>s retrofitted with [[dynamic margin]] [[CSA]]s.
They were armed for [[Equity securities|stocks]]: their Cayman Corps adversaries were battle-hardened right down the capital structure: Bundie mandated shoulder-mounted [[Master Securities Lending Agreement|Mizzlers]] for all. In case of [[Agent lender|ALD]] cointel interference, they carried a brace of bump-stock [[Pledge GMSLA|pledge model]]s. For [[synthetic equity swap|synthetic]]s cover, they backed it up with late-model [[2002 ISDA Master Agreement|ISDA]] retrofitted with [[dynamic margin]] [[CSA]]s.


Frenchie, of course, had his usual assortment of exotic concoctions: an antique [[FBF]] side-arm, an old CMOF and his trusty [[OSLA Anatomy|Osler]] if they really got in a jam.  
Frenchie, of course, had his usual assortment of exotic concoctions: an antique [[FBF]] side-arm, an old CMOF and his trusty [[OSLA Anatomy|Osler]] if they really got in a jam.  


=== On-field briefing and the Liquidator ===
=== On-field briefing and the Liquidator ===
The unit formed up under the trees. The choppers hung low: they made devilish din and rucked up the tree-top foliage.  
The unit formed up under the trees. The choppers hung low: they made a devilish din and rucked up the tree-top foliage.  


Bundie clamped a hand over his hat and bellowed over the racket: “This could get ''tasty'', lads. Hostiles in these parts are well-organised and well-armoured: [[limited recourse]] shielding fore and aft.”
Bundie clamped a hand over his hat and bellowed over the racket: “This could get ''tasty'', lads. Hostiles in these parts are well-organised and well-armoured: [[limited recourse]] shielding fore and aft.”
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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 comlink chattered. It was Cassie Lieberman from the Risk Office. “Heads up: thin-cap [[espievie]] operatives in the area, Bundie. Vector says they are headed your way. Margin up, people.”


=== The SIV advance ===
=== 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.
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.
 
“We have ears on it, Cass.”


Something in the aural vectors said it was headed their way.
The clanking ramped up.


“What ze hell is ''zat''?” said Frenchie.
“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.”  
“Oh, ''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 [[Master Securities Lending Agreement|MSLA]]<nowiki/>s and formed a circle round Chippy.   
The boys shucked their [[Master Securities Lending Agreement|MSLA]] and formed a circle round Chippy.   


Chippy came around slow. Tucker face-dashed him from a canteen. Chippy moaned.  
Chippy came around slow. Tucker face-dashed him from a canteen. Chippy moaned.  
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Bundie jammed a second-to-default EM sovereign basket into the magazine of the only piece he had to hand — a rusty old semi-automatic EMTA — and lit up the theatre. It flamed into life.  
Bundie jammed a second-to-default EM sovereign basket into the magazine of the only piece he had to hand — a rusty old semi-automatic EMTA — and lit up the theatre. It flamed into life.  


It was dirty, noisy and hot — he shucked out burnt up [[Risk-weighted assets|RWA]]<nowiki/>s and kept reloading — and at last it holed the [[Structured investment vehicle|SIV]]. It stumbled. Its rollers uncoiled and it stoved into the sand on one knee. It was crippled but still shooting — eventually it crapped out but not before it had annihilated three quarters of Bundie’s unit.
It was dirty, noisy and hot — he shucked out burnt up [[Risk-weighted assets|RWA]]s and kept reloading — and at last it holed the [[Structured investment vehicle|SIV]]. It stumbled. Its rollers uncoiled and it stoved into the sand on one knee. It was crippled but still shooting — eventually it crapped out but not before it had annihilated three quarters of Bundie’s unit.


Tucker was already goneski. Chipper was dead. Biffer was in a bad way. Blood gouted from his mouth. He wouldn’t last long.  
Tucker was already goneski. Chipper was dead. Biffer was in a bad way. Blood gouted from his mouth. He wouldn’t last long.