21 Onwards to hell ground (1/2)
”We can't get there faster even if we run! We need wheels or at least get CJ here or else it's bye bye Russians.” Ed said. They were two miles away. Running won't get them any faster. They were in dire need of a vehicle.
”CJ is being chased by some UFOs right? Why don't we just blow em up?” Putok suggested. If they can get CJ here, then they could get to the Russians in matter of seconds. Only problem is, CJ was being chased by someone during their last contact.
”Fucking great, does anybody have any stingers or javelins? Cuz we need some kind of fucking anti-air to hit whatever the fuck it is chasing them.” Flynn said.
AFFIRMATIVE.
COUNTER AIR MEASURES ACTIVATED.
STINGER MISSILES PREPARED FOR LAUNCH.
WAITING FOR COMMAND.
STATUS: READY (STAND BY)
Suddenly, Flynn's back opened up and four rockets popes up pointing at the sky ready to launch. A big circle with four more inner circles appeared before Flynn's face. And those words with the robotic voice as well.
”What the.......”
That was their reaction. They never expected that son of a bitch Daniel installed anti-air missiles in their fucking GEAR.
”Umm.... Boss? Am I drunk or did this thing magically pop up?” Putok asked while pointing the four rockets.
”Fucking Daniel... He never mentioned anything about air counter measures being installed...” Lyle said. He literally want to beat the crap out of Daniel right now.
”Deploy anti-air.” Lyle said.
AFFIRMATIVE.
COUNTER AIR MEASURES ACTIVATED.
STINGER MISSILES PREPARED FOR LAUNCH.
WAITING FOR COMMAND.
STATUS: READY (STAND BY)
The same robotic voice, the same red words and the same four stinger missiles on the back. The same look. This thing is a fucking terminator.
”Sword Knight leader to Pigeon, come in over.” Lyle called.
”This is Pigeon, a little fucking busy here, over.” Chris replied.
”Just fly over our location, we should be visible on your radar, Sword Knight leader out.” Lyle cut off because if he didn't then that guy would rant till he dies.
”Ed, active your anti-air and follow me, Flynn as well and you guys stay put, we'll be back.” Lyle said and walked away. Ed did as he was told and he now had four rockets on his back now. The rest were puzzled for a bit and then understood his intentions. He's going to really blow those fucks sky high.
Meanwhile, Chris and Claire were trying their best to shake off the pursuers but they are more agile than them and annoying as well. They tried to communicate them but fuck shit, no response. And now Lyle wants them to do a fly over? This ain't a beach party bruh, this is fucking air chase! And they were being chased like beaten dogs. The enemy fired a few rounds each time they have a lock on, but thanks to their experience they dodged it, but this can't go on forever.
He got no choice but to do as Lyle told him. Here goes nothing. He speed up to the position of where Lyle and the rest are. The radar works perfectly now so it's not hard pin pointing them.
They flew faster. The distance to their location is only half a mile. He don't know what Connor's got in store but it better be good.
600 meters.
400 meters.
300 meters.
200 meters.
They were literally very close now. The distance reduced at a fast rate.