| Chapter 11 - The Wreckoning Part 1 |
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| "You done yet?" Commodore asked Fropac. Fropac just came outta the bushed fixing his pants holding a pod of skeetballs. "Ya here is 57 skeetballs," Fropac sayed throwing Commodore the pod of skeetballs "Skeet away." Commodore caught the pod and emptied them into the hopper on his gun. Commodore flipped on his radio to contact Darth Mullet "Ok im ready, lets go fishing." "Roger" Darth Mullet responded, "Does Kayla wanna play dirrty bitch!? O yes she does... yes she does..go fetch!" Darth Mullet threw the fake doll of one of his friends so kayla could go pester the hell out of him. Kayla took off into the middle of the field. Nikki Paradise took notice of the kid running out into the field, she stopped what she was doing and approached Kayla. Paradise went up to her, had one glance, and took off running. "Wtf man, Mykee you need to clean ur sister man." Fropac said. Commodore piped in "hey atleast it worked, Nikki Paradise is swimming in the lake right now to Canada." "Well guys, I guess the battle is over..Paradise seemed to scare everyone away" Darth Mullet said. "We might of won the battle, but I fear we might lose the war. We took a lot of casulties, more then 75% of our army was eaten. We need to look for reinforcements. Yet every township in a 50 mile radius has been sided with one faction or the other. We need to seriously rethink our strategy now. I am still at shock that Old Maides fell, nothing is left of her, look around, nothing but flatened trees and rubble. I will truly miss her..." Oreo said with a long face, clearly holding back a tear. "Wait a second, today is the fourth of July. That means works of fire are gonna go down at the Hurst. We need to hit that bitch up." Commodore suddenly said. Fropac jutted in, "Are you fucking stupid man, the Hurst is The Pasties turf, aint no freaking way we can step a foot on that there ground without getting shot." "Well what the fuck else do we have, we just lost our last foothold in this god forsaken town. Look, we need to make a last stand if we are gonna try to win this war. Look they wont be expecting it, they are gonna be drunk and wasted.." Commodore said but Oreo cut him off. "Dont forget tripped up on acid." "Ya that too, look, we need to gain some kind of new stronghold. and what else to gain then their freaking stronghold. Look it may sound a little crazy, but if we some how can pull this off. We stand a great chance of winning this war. This war has dragged on for way to long, its already on its 11th chapter, and its been nothing but downhill for us. We need to avenge our fallen comrades. You feel me?" Commodore preached. "PREACH PREACH!" Darth Mullet yelled out. Fropac stood silently, thinking about what might lie ahead of them, now that they lost Old Maides, there was nothing left for them. He reluctantly agreed to Commodore's plan. "Alright im down. But how the hell are we gonna do this?" "HAHA WE ARE IN BUSINESS! Oreo, what do u think?" Commodore asked. "I think your bitches are crazy. Im not gonna stand down tho, those honkeys are gonna pay for what they have done." Oreo responded with anger rising in his voice. "We are gonna need a hell of a plan for this to work to our advantage, first we need to round up all of the remaining Viva La Resistance members." Commodore suggested. Fropac came in, "Oreo you call up Moda and get him over here, have him bring all the resources he can get. Darth Mullet I suggest you take a walk around Old Maides and pickup all the weapons and ammo and other stuff we can use. I will go with you. Commodore get a hold of all the squadleaders we had before this battle and try to see what they can do." "Right, meet back at the staging spot in 3 hours, it is now noon, we have about 10 hours before the fireworks start, and by judgin the sky, its gonna rain, and rain hard. It can work to our advantage" Oreo said. From there the 4 orginal street knights split up and went to their assign tasks. Fropac and Darth Mullet split up so that they could cover more ground, Oreo took the bus over to Moda's to tell him whats up. From there him and Moda set out to see what they could do. Commodore only got in touch with 20 our of the original 73 squad leaders. That estimated into the hundreds killed during the Old Maide's raid. 3 hours later they met at the staging area. Commodore was waiting, Oreo and Moda were the first to arrive, they had mustered up 15 able soldiers. Yet the best was yet still come. Moda had brought new weaponry, he had brought boxes and crate fulls of new weapons. Talking about new and improved machine gun markers. Smaller and easier to hide then what they had earlier. New high tech sniper rifle markers. Oreo had one look at them and fell in love. And not to forget the flash bangs, paint nades, smoke bombs, and the pistols. Darth Mullet came back with around 35 people he had found lost in the woods, all carrying co2 and paint. Fropac was the last to arrive, he came back... with a rope. "Dude wtf are we gonna do with a rope!?" Oreo said. Fropac answered with a weird irish accent, "You never know when you need a rope." "He is right Oreo." Darth Mullet said. "Commodore, what did you manage?" Oreo asked. "Well i got around 50 troops coming here in about a half hour." Commodore answered as he was looking around to see what they all had. "We just might be able to pull this off." |