A story of an endangered race on the run from a race that masters all evil for their plans.
“How many are at that outpost?” Astor asked.
“Enough to completely obliterate us and that is about 20 with super gauze rifles,” Yamita said.
“Ok, I think I can handle that,” Astor said. He saw the twenty infantry with super gauze rifles pass the tower and he aimed at the one in front. He fired the sniper rifle and the Frafatuan fell to the ground. The Frafatuans that were marching behind the fallen Frafatuan separated into two groups.
One group picked the fallen Frafatuan off the ground and carried him back to the base and the other group kept on fighting. Astor reloaded and aimed for another. He squeezed the trigger and the bullet went through the helmet of one and pierced right into the Frafatuan standing behind it. Astor reloaded again and killed three more. He reloaded once more and gave the gun to Yamita.
“Cover me while I finish the rest off. If you see a Frafatuan coming towards me, don’t hesitate to shoot it. Remember, it killed your family and won’t hesitate to do the same to you,” Astor said. Yamita nodded. Astor stood up and ran to the foot of the hill and aimed towards three Frafatuans who were pursuing a small group of prisoners. The prisoners ran their fastest while the Frafatuans took their time. Astor stood up and shot the three Frafatuans down and checked to see if they were dead. He turned to Yamita and gave her the thumbs up. Then he stood back up, turned around and kept shooting at the two Frafatuans left. The two Frafatuans fell to the ground. One of them was injured and had thrown his gun out of his reach. Astor walked over to the Frafatuan and the Frafatuan stopped moving.
“Please, don’t kill me. I didn’t kill any Cosofuans, I swear. I only killed the Rovarsos and Gatacas that were in that prison cell,” the Frafatuan said.
“I’m not racist like you Frafatuans are. Rovarsos and Gatacas are as much Cosofuan as I am,” Astor said. The Frafatuan covered his face in time to have his hands blown off by the Gauze rifle. The Frafatuan tripped Astor over and then stopped motionless. The Frafatuan had been shot in the head by Yamita. Astor smiled at Yamita and beckoned the Gataca to come over. Yamita followed and they hid in the small tunnel under the bocage.
“Great shooting Yamita. We will block this passage so the Frafatuans can’t come out here. Then we will go up there and kill the Frafatuans that are up there. If they fire at us, locate them as quickly as possible and then assassinate them,” Astor said. Yamita and the Gataca nodded.
Astor stood up and ran to cover half way up the hill. Then Tarro ran up behind Astor with his gun at the ready.
“Now, I want you to shoot that Frafatuan in the tower up there. If you can get a clear shot at the other towers, that would be great,” Astor said.
“I can see three of them,” Tarro said. He squeezed the trigger, reloaded, fired again and then reloaded.
“That’s all of them in that tower. I need to get a better choke point to get the one to the north. If you can give me enough firing cover that would be great. I’m going for that boulder over there,” Tarro said.
“Wait, you will probably get cut off there. I’ll message Yamita,” Astor said. Astor used the Rovarso sign language to talk to Yamita. Yamita replied by saying there will be no firing coming into that direction. Astor gave the word and Tarro hid behind the boulder, carefully looking down the scope of the rifle towards the tower. He saw two Frafatuan guards with close range rifles but they didn’t have a sniper rifle nearby. Tarro switched his sight to infrared and then x-ray and then he spotted the third being. Except it wasn’t Frafatuan. It was a Yikivu. One of the less civilized races but extremely greedy when it comes to money.
The Yikivu stood up from the floor and picked up the sniper rifle. Tarro switched his vision back to normal and shot the Yikivu in the eye. The Yikivu fell to the ground, causing the ground to tremor and the tower to tumble down onto the ground. Tarro shot the two injured Frafatuans that had fallen out of the tower and then he ran to a new hiding place. Astor ran to Tarro’s old hiding place and then ran to cover near the top of the hill.
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