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Operation Foggy Mountain Talon

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Skal island, once a beautiful home to ambient wildlife turned prison housing more Russel Crowes than a gladiator battle in the lions den.  Few dare to take the island but our crew of roughnecks and salty flirts were armed to the tits and packing a fistful of lead for any that crossed our path.


 


The sweat dripped our rifles as the MI-Civi pierced the mountains whinning for me to push her harder…3k till drop off.  The Musties chomping at the bit in the rear ready to fight till the death, Ruru, Z-Van,  Fish of horny gold and the Mustiest of Merkins.  Today was the day we would make history.  My edge slips me feeling like Colonel Custer I held my silence, fear could not be shown heading into this battle. I bit my lip drawing blood, griping my glass of whiskey for the last time and slam it, its crunch time in tooth town and we are the boxing gloves!


 


We dropped the Fish of horny gold and his trusty said .50 for overwatch, in position he saw what no one should ever have to see, a full bandit mash 40 strong we were headed into the hornets nest.  He repeats back his findings to the chopper, no turning back we are in this for the long haul.


I force her down as she screams to a halt from 248k/h and hits hard like porn star back in the saddle on the eastern corner of the island.  Boots on the ground we split the four Ruru and I sprint with cello parts labored over our backs while Musty Merkin and Z-Van hit the west corner of the ATC.  Within seconds the lead starts flying as we fillet the surprised bandits and they fall to the soil.  Things were going as planned, but we had miles left in the stretch.  I get to the top of the ATC to set up the Cello when Merkin is struck in the neck.  He is down for the count, and Z-Van follows with a pass out timer as lead rips and tears through his torso sending him into a dream.  Ruru and I still up on comms and the Fish of horny gold attempting to get beads the fight is far from finished.  Panic strikes but we keep it smoothie and hunker in for a brawl.


 


Ruru gets struck mid stride outside the ATC and I’m in the bind.  I feel her pulse drain as my anger fills.  As she slips away I whisper in her ear, sleep now sweet princess and put pennies over her eyelids, she knows what we came here for just like the fore fallen.  I don my stead M-14 and spray, blind to the blood and guts flying over me as if I am a walking wood chipper, no letting the team down. I press forward and feel a warm sensation pour over me as I fall to the ground filled with holes…Not like this. I lay helpless spewing blood via mouth, its over for me.  The weight is lifted and I resail on the beach as a Zed, shite loafs, I died infected?  Fear not I am still in the fight and start leggin it to Skal.  MustCeppy is now in for reinforcements with Zarnimust whilst Ruru clears the pavement in a smart car down the freeway , Merkin beating feet bridge bound.  This aint over yet……


 


Ruru by passes Merkin slamming boots on the bridge wailing the horn like preteen at a Bieber concert letting her hair soak the wind, honkers gon honk.  She takes on the hill from no tomorrow, cresting and turning the smart car into an electric freight train, three banditos made to coleslaw all whilst improving greenhouse emissions.


 


I’m still slamming feet when a fast approaching humvee pulls over up ahead.  I wave my hands like a fat girl at a cake auction and everything goes slow motion as the man switches from driver to gunner.  I take a moment of self reflection and realize I am a man covered in blood running down the highway, I attempt to zig zag and prove I have but one shred of humanity left in my zombie shell but its to late.  I shed one tear as I witness the dirt skipping infront of me until the beast has aligned with my face.  My skull gets spread across the street and gas station and MustCeppy walks over to my deformed corpse.  He leans down cradling me and spits in my ear what I will never forget in the afterlife.  Sleep well young musty for you were not what you once were, human…..


I let my life fade for a second time being cradled in his arms as Ru and Merkin are going tooth and nail coffining fat bandits. 


 


I awake in Oatmel human again, destiny has become me.  MustCeppy dons a smart car and we save more green house emissions as we carnival carpool 4 grown men in a two seated hunk of plastic.   We turn the bridge into our electric racetrack as we push 14k/h over to the fight humming Careless Whisper.  MustCeppy, Z-Van and Zarnigreece fall quickly as we are overcome by the banditos and I make my final push screaming Freedom!!!!!!!!!!!!


 


Back in the hot seat like a Japanese lap dance I shred through the bandits with a purpose drinking their blood like sake. 14 kills and I have not heard from the Fish of horny gold where the feck is my sniper?  He comes to in the house that lights and notifies me he was eating porridge with fake butter for the last 20 minutes….I look to the sun and mumble I can’t believe its not butter,rookie.


It’s now or never I quantum leap 6 more fat boys and break for our beloved chopper sleigh belling the gear from my fallen loved ones.  Tears pour down my face as I scavenge the lifeless leftovers and wonder y we do dis?  I have the key for the chopper and leave behind said cello to benefit the team.  I peel off into the sun and rally with the crew on the mainland.  We sit seat amongst a fire laughing and dispersing our gems then bow heads for a moment of silence, we shall not be broken…………………………..


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I started off clean shaven and baby like, paragraph two i had the stirrings of preteen bum fluff on my top lip, by the end i was shufffling my beard off my shoes. Ned would have been happy.

 

 Would grow again. 

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I started off clean shaven and baby like, paragraph two i had the stirrings of preteen bum fluff on my top lip, by the end i was shufffling my beard off my shoes. Ned would have been happy.

 

 Would grow again. 

 

You asked for some more Het I delivered for you last night was nuts.

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Pass the clippers, i need to see my knees.

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Mayuyu of the 'stache. She fell..but her musty will be remembered.

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