Volume 7: Sadness is a Cold Rifle
Marek saw another Black Slog trooper. He crept up behind the trooper and waited for the opportunity to strike. Reint crawled behind a log and spotted the same trooper. Reint picked up a stone and threw it at the trooper. Unfortunately, the trooper ducked his head down at that exact moment to light his cigar. The stone hit the metal crate behind the trooper and the trooper lifted his head and looked around.
The trooper was about to make a radio call to warn the rest of the gang. Marek wrapped his arms around the trooper, but the trooper moved backwards and Marek’s back hit the metal crate. Marek let out a small whimper of pain and released the trooper. As the trooper turned around, Marek swept his foot towards the trooper, making it fall to the ground. The trooper tried to stand up but Marek plunged into its stomach with an elbow. The trooper was knocked out cold and remained on the ground.
Krisso was slowly creeping along a metal container. He spotted two outlaws close together. Krisso looked around before moving closer, until he was right behind them. He put all his weight behind a container and pushed it onto one of the outlaws. As the other outlaw began to panic, Krisso ran towards him and hit him with the butt of his gun. The outlaw was knocked out. “That should be all of them”, Krisso muttered.
Marek’s squad walked around to the centre of the camp, where they found a large stash of moolah. Some were in large bags, but the remainder of the cash was tied together with fleech tongues. Marek smiled, “I love it when a plan comes together, c’mon guys… time to go pay a visit to our glukkon friend.”
“Black Slog Unit? Holy heck!”, said the glukkon in a surprised voice. “Well, that Ekuja ain’t getting mah moolah now. Hurr hurr.” Krisso and Reint smiled. The glukkon continued speaking, “Well done. I’ll put in a good work to your commander… Labinnah, right?” Marek shook his head, “Not anymore, Voll’s the new commander. But thank you.” Marek and his squad left the shack, satisfied that another mission had been successfully completed.
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I guess that last sentence wrapped up the story for now. But I feel like writing a few more volumes in this particular saga. I'd like to continue the story but we'll just have to see what happens next.
Any feedback would be much appreciated. Thanks! ^_^
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