Missions of the Retrieval Team - Land of the Kilts

[Splash_4]

Yes please.... I am still rooting for Greg to get out of this one!

[davedove]

Scene 40

Jungle Outpost in the Guyana Highlands

Long ago my team developed a set of code words to use in situations that were not under our control. The code word ‘slip-knot’ is used in situations where we are seemingly surrounded and outgunned. I brief everyone that I work with about this procedure so they are ready when the time comes.

Upon hearing my command, Ms. Swan slipped straight down out of the guards grasp and away from the gun pointed at her. Immediately, she again straightened and drove her shoulder against the gun to knock it away. Her hands shot out and drove into the guard’s throat. As he collapsed, she grabbed the man’s knife from his belt.

I spun around to grab the rifle of the guard immediately behind me. I pulled the barrel away from me and towards another of the guards. Unfortunately for this other guard, the man holding the rifle instinctively pulled the trigger, firing off a short burst directly at the second man. I twisted and the rifle left the guard’s grip. I swung the rifle up, catching the man’s head with the butt of the weapon.

Greg and Jock also moved to attack their guards, grabbing their rifles and pulling. The guards were caught by surprise and were flung into each other. The three of us quickly formed a circle around Ms. Swan as she used the knife to cut her bonds.

“Ready!” she declared when her hands were free.

I saw that Lieutenant Secuaz had fallen back with a couple of other guards, surprised by our actions. They were fleeing to one of the buildings.

“That way!” I ordered and pointed towards Ms. Crane’s location. My team immediately began running towards the jungle. We would have to regroup and reevaluate our plan.

Ms. Crane covered us as we fled towards her, but no one fired in our direction, nor did anyone shoot at us. When we flung ourselves behind the rocks, I turned to observe the camp.

Secuaz and his men had entered the building and were now dragging out a young girl of about twelve or thirteen. One of the guards pushed her to her knees and Secuaz drew his handgun, pointing it at her.

“Enough of this nonsense!” he yelled. “You will all come out the jungle without your weapons or I will kill this girl!”

We hesitated, not sure how to proceed.

“Now!” he demanded and cocked the hammer of the weapon.

“Okay, we’re coming out!” I answered. We rose and threw down our weapons.

“Move!” he demanded.

We started to walk slowly towards him and he smiled in satisfaction. He thought he had won.

But I saw something in the jungle behind him. When we developed our plan, we had divided into teams. Two teams, Alpha and Beta, were to act as decoys in the jungle. My team, Gamma, was to attempt the rescue of the women. We had failed at that task because Secuaz had moved the women and set a trap.

As I drew closer to Secuaz, I smiled at him. “Very good, Lieutenant, you have chosen a tactic that I cannot counter. You know that I will not risk that girl’s life.”

My smile widened. Coming out of the jungle was my fourth team, held in reserve, Delta.

“Look behind you, Secuaz. I have allies.”

Keeping his pistol against the girl’s head, he glanced around and saw what I was talking about. Coming out of the jungle were two dozen giant rabbits, each with a native rider holding a spear. Walking up behind them were another fifty or so natives, each holding a drawn bow.

[davedove]

Scene 41

Jungle Outpost in the Guyana Highlands

I saw Secuaz’s arm drift slightly and made my move. I quickly pushed him away and dove at the two guards holding the girl.

“Run!” I ordered her as we fell to the ground.

The girl was too frightened to move, however. She stayed there on the ground, her eyes wide in terror as she watched us struggle.

Ms. Swan quickly understood the situation and ran to the girl. She pulled her to her feet and drug her away. Ms. Crane quickly grabbed the girl’s other arm and helped pull her away.

I struggled with one of the guards, but was unable to do anything about the other. The other guard raised his rifle and pointed it at the fleeing women.

Before the guard could fire, a large, growling, shaggy mass of fur leapt at him, knocking the rifle aside. The guard struggled to keep Wompet’s teeth away.

Jock and Greg were running towards the building from which the girl had been pulled. They were going to secure that location so a threat to the women would not be used against us again.

Secuaz looked around, disbelief on his face that his setup was collapsing around him. His eyes settled on me and filled with fury.

“You!” he yelled. “You caused all this! You will pay!”

He raised his handgun and pointed it at me.

I heard the gunshot echo.

[Kilted Jeeper]

uh! The suspense is killing me!!!!!

[Splash_4]

Oh no!! is this the end of Mr. Dove? What sort of magic escape does he have planned this time.... I think it is time to renew my subscription to this amazing serial.

[Livingston]

“You!” he yelled. “You caused all this! You will pay!”

He raised his handgun and pointed it at me.

I heard the gunshot echo.

Sounds bad BUT.... He did hear the echo. I'm just it was someone else's shot.

[davedove]

Commercial Break

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As the camera pans across the luxurious amenities of the resort, we hear the narrator speak.

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The scene changes and we see a gorgeous blonde relaxing on the beach.

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The scene changes and we see a redhead receiving a massage.

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The scene changes and we see a pretty African American woman riding a jet ski.

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The scene changes and we see an attractive oriental woman eating a gourmet meal.

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The scene changes and we see a woman of Hispanic origins eating an ice cream cone.

“Or get a treat from our snack bar.”

The scene changes and we see a beautiful brunette dancing.

“Dance the night away in our disco.”

The scene changes and we see a large, bearded man wearing a kilt, sitting and sipping a drink. All the women we have seen before gather around him.

“Or just enjoy the company of your friends.”

The scene changes to show the resort again.

“Come to the X Spa, whenever you need a break.”

[Livingston]

I am sooooo ready for the xspa

[davedove]

Scene 42

Jungle Outpost in the Guyana Highlands

I had tensed when Secuaz pointed the gun at me, but no bullet came.

As I watched, the Lieutenant’s eyes widened in disbelief. He slowly lowered the gun as he looked down. A circle of blood was rapidly soaking into his uniform on his chest. He looked back at me one last time and tried to raise the gun again. He never made it, however, as his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed in front of me.

I quickly turned around to see who had shot Secuaz. Several yards behind me, Marta Pombo had stepped out from between two buildings and fired her weapon. She slowly lowered the pistol from her firing stance and quickly walked towards me.

“Thank you,” I said to her.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“Fine,” I answered. Suddenly, two guards stepped into the clearing and began firing their rifles at us. “Down!” I yelled as I pulled her to the ground.

She quickly spun to return fire, but it was unnecessary. From behind the guards, Frank dove at them with a battle cry, knocking them to the ground. The guards fought back, but they never stood a chance; Frank had his fighting gloves on.

Another three guards burst into the clearing, apparently running for their lives as five dogs followed them into the clearing. The guards saw the natives with their bows and skidded to a halt. Looking back at the dogs and then again to the natives, the guards dropped to the ground in submission. The dogs then surrounded the guards and barked at them, sometimes darting in to snap at the guards. Shortly thereafter, Vmac and John trotted out of the jungle.

I looked around the clearing. The natives were quickly rounding up the few remaining guards. Ms. Stork broke away from the natives, along with Pivat, and walked over to us.

“Where are they?” she asked.

“This way,” I told her and led her over to where Jock and Greg were guarding the women.

The two men parted as we approached and we entered the building. When the women saw me, they shrank back in terror. Ms. Stork quickly stepped forward and calmed them, letting them know I wasn’t one of their captors.

“Where is she?” Ms. Stork asked the women.

The crowd of women parted to reveal Ms. Hawk lying on a cot. Ms. Stork and I quickly moved to her side. We knelt over her to examine her.

She was unconscious and very pale. The guards had beaten her severely.

“Can we do anything?” I asked.

Ms. Stork shook her head sadly. “If I were a physician and this was a medical facility, then probably, but I can’t do anything for her here. She has suffered too much damage.”

I felt Pivat’s presence behind me. He leaned over to look at Ms. Hawk.

“She urt bad?” he asked sadly.

“Yes, Pivat, she is,” I told him.

“Aye get ep!” he declared and ran from the building.

[Livingston]

Pivat has helped in the past so I am hoping he knows who can assist Ms Hawk now. Can't say I'll be missing the LT.