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The Grand Navy by Bob
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Meanwhile Rear Admiral Wellington shouts his final
orders behind an upturned table with his guard.
It seems like the Feds are swarming over with endless men. The
infantry finally gets a foothold behind some cover, turns the tide of
the battle and starts pushing the crew back. A marine dives from the
adjacent chair to his while firing and whispers, “Go! Dodge from chair
to chair until you get to the forward end. We need somewhere we could
make a stand.”
John starts scrambling towards the front side while wildly shooting
backward. There is a sharp cry as the person taking cover in the chair
in front of him is hit. Two seconds, and that could have been me, he
thinks. He reaches the far end and realizes why the depression is
called ‘the trench’. He swings himself in besides a Lieutenant who is
providing cover. The friendly marine is long gone, now a figure on a
battle report.
As the last stragglers swing themselves in, orders are past along the
line, “On mark, jump up and shoot like you got Parkinson’s decease”.
The admiral yells a sharp “Mark!” and John jumps up and starts
shooting like his life depends on it. It does, he thinks.
As the final line of crew stands up and makes their stand, the final
infantry in the boarders enters the room. These last few seconds seem
like hours as people left and right starts dropping. Flashes of lasers
illuminate the room as the Feds in slow-mo fall back and tumble. John
fires his Magnum wildly repeating over and over, not aiming but
shooting. He wants to jump down and take cover and hide but imagines
the crew and family telling him to stand up. His gun ejects the spent
battery and John hurriedly looks for more. A Marine beside him with
blood coming out of his mouth sees John’s need and thrust his
automatic at John and tells him to turn sideway. John turns sideways
and feels the pulse of the automatic work. The constant barrage from
the larger black gun sweeps back and forth. Another battery ejects and
the room falls dark.
And suddenly the room becomes eerily quiet. As a nearby Man-Of-War
erupts in a full barrage of its’ cannons, he sees that all the Feds
are gone. John yells a ragged cheer and realizes that he is the only
one cheering. The others are all down.
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