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Come in Evil Atf, assistance required immediately!

thesupermonkeythesupermonkey Member Posts: 3,905 ✭✭
edited February 2002 in General Discussion
Sounds of gun fire and explosions echo in the distance. A distorted voice screams through the crackling, popping radio. "sssshhhhh... ackup shh..equested ssshhh immediatel.. ssshhh come in Evil sshhh wher... sssh are you?". Mean while several clicks to the west, the sniper Monkey huddles behind the rock, pinned down from enemy gunfire off the ridge. "If I can get to that trench there, I'll be able to change position without them seeing." thought Monkey. Suddenly the gunfire stopped and only the ominous silence remained. "They're waiting for me to make my move." said Monkey. "I can't wait too long or they'll flank me." he thought. Monkey drew the fragmentation grenade from his vest, pulled the pin, and hurled the small 'egg of doom' as far to the right as he could. "Ok, steady... wait... wait... 3... 2... 1...". BOOM!!! The burst of the shock wave sent vibrations through the trees. Monkey scrambled like a mad man for the trench followed immediately by the sounds of ricochets under his heels. The earth broke into a chorus of popping dust clods and flying debris as Monkey dodged between the rocks and the embankment. "Almost there... Almost there...", crack, crack, pop, twang. "5 yards... 4 yards... 3 yards... 2 yards... YES!!" Monkey plowed into the bottom of the trench like downed airplane and breathing heavily. "How do ya'll like THAT!?" screamed the hysterical monkey. Their answers were unmistakable, the edge of the trench exploded into a plethora of flying dirt, grass and rocks. "NOOOOOOO!!!" screamed the Monkey, as the 5.56 millimeter bullet pierced his exposed calf. Monkey screamed as he pulled himself fully into the trench and the firing continued. "Come in Evil Atf, assistance required immediately!" screamed monkey...Hey Evil, been looking for you, but aint' seen ya online, give me the when and where...Munkey
Don't worry about the bullet with your name on it, worry about the fragmentation grenade addressed 'To Occupant'.[This message has been edited by thesupermonkey (edited 02-25-2002).]
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