Where Legal Eagles Dare: An Opco Boone Adventure: Difference between revisions

{{a|opcoboone|}}{{smallcaps|As a blood-red sun}} dipped to the the rim of the world, three silhouettes watched the procession thunder across the desert miles below them. An eighteen-wheeler flanked by a pair of [[COO]] gunships. The tallest figure stood in the centre, shrouded by billowing canvas. The smaller riders the either side sat astride dirt bikes.  

<div style="text-indent: 20px;">A thin artery snaked away from the convoy and ran ten flat miles to low-lying a dusky settlement, guarded by a perimeter network of observation towers. Presently, the towers flashed coordinated pulses of light: three long, three short, three long.

“That’s the signal. It is ”

 

 

 

“But boss, that’s dash-dash-dash, dot-dot-dot, dash-dash-dash.”

 

 

“That’s O. S. O.”