[AlexFili]

=== Chapter 3: Ferocity ===
The Scrab let out a final cry of rage, and then fell silent for eternity.
Reint was correct, there were about twenty-eight Scrabs, give or take.
All the attention of the Scrabs was now fixed upon the three Sligs, standing over a hundred yards away, they could smell the gunpowder now.

Reint knew that the Scrab’s period of indecision would be short, so made sure not to waste any time. Reint began shooting towards the Scrabs. His aim was spot on, targeting each Scrab and then moving his sight to the next one. No delay, flawless reactions.

As Reint reloaded his weapon, ten Scrabs lay on the ground now, motionless.
The alpha Scrab decided to attack, and started to charge towards the Sligs. Some Scrabs were undecided but most started to follow behind the alpha male.

Krisso and Marek acted soon after this, taking out their weapons and deciding which Scrabs to attack first. Marek took aim with his revolver, looking towards the head of the nearest Scrab, he shot two bullets, one connected with the head of the Scrab. He may not have the same accuracy or range as Reint, but he knew that he was likely to at least hit part of the Scrab from that distance, even if the bullets were slightly off-target.

Krisso aimed his rifle towards two Scrabs who were nearest to each other, he fired twice, the six shots from his burst-fire rifle managed to do heavy damage to the Scrabs. He looked around and spotted some more Scrabs coming from another direction, he changed the angle of his rifle, and shot the alpha Scrab. Marek shot another Scrab headed towards him, and reloaded.

The Scrabs realised they were running into a trap, changing their patterns, they started to run through the bushes, in order to gain cover. Reint lost the advantage of surprise. His aim was less likely to be on target now, so he acted more defensively. He managed to pick off two Scrabs which were moving less quickly than the others. Krisso reloaded his weapon.

Marek now had the advantage, mid quarter battles enabled him to get a good shot in with his revolver. As three Scrabs moved closer, Marek fired six shots. Two Scrabs fell down in pain, one shifted to the side, the injury wasn’t deep enough. Marek reloaded his revolver, shot the wounded Scrab, and managed to deal a deadly blow to another Scrab which was approaching from the other side.

As three Scrabs ran towards Krisso on his right side, he shot towards them, pressing the trigger five times. The Scrabs fell to the floor with a dull thud. Reint shot two more Scrabs approaching from Marek’s blind spot.

The Scrabs were now getting closer and closer to the Sligs. As Marek shot another Scrab’s torso, one Scrab stepped on one of the mines that Reint planted beforehand.
The last Scrab decided that it was not worth the risk, and ran off in the opposite direction.
Reint fired a last shot, immobilizing it. Their mission was now a success.
Krisso reloaded his rifle, and in satisfaction remarked, “Marek, let’s de-activate the other bombs.”

Marek and Reint however, were feeling less confident in their success. Krisso wondered why they looked so downhearted, so Reint explained; “My rifle isn’t as useful when the enemy is aware of our presence.”

Marek agreed and added “I don’t normally fight so many enemies at once either. I can’t shoot them all at once without reloading in-between!”

Krisso smiled, “Alright, alright! I get you!”. Marek and Reint smiled back, they couldn’t help but feel that Krisso was satisfied at a job well done, so they might as well just enjoy their rewards. Marek tapped the colour on the landmine, to de-activate it. He locked the power mechanism and then put it in the bag with the other unused mines.

Once they finished their preparations, they put on their backpacks, and then used Flying Pants to head for home. Kolon the Glukkon would be waiting for them.