Post by Brandon Cole on Nov 24, 2017 13:38:56 GMT -5
Moving down the center of the abandoned freeway, Bam watched as his fellow Scouts ambled slowly, cautiously through the mess and jangle of rusted-out cars and trucks, pausing to check underneath or inside vehicles for any signs of the unknown hostile and communicating with hand signals and the occasional quick whistle and thought to himself, Tam Tam, you'd be happy if you could see us now....
"Boss," Knoxville whistled, rushing over to join Bam, Haley, McGehey, Jenna and Alex, "I think we spotted our mystery guest, about 100 yards ahead of us," ducking up to point the area out to Bam and adding, "What do you want to do, boss?"
For several seconds, Bam thought about what to do, thinking, We've fought off bandits to get to this point...and gang-bangers and Scientologists, those religious cult freaks....why are we cowering behind a vehicle like a bunch of scared curs? Just as that thought flashed through his mind, Haley must've had the same - or similar - thought as well... "Drop your weapons, put your hands up, and walk out into the road or I swear to god I'll make your skull look like a fucking bowl. Don't even think about doing anything else."
Chuckling, Bam suddenly had an idea; shaking his head, he knelt next to the Caddy and yelled out, "You best listen to the little girl," giving Haley a humorous wink as he continued, "'cause I don't know how long I can keep her from chewing your ass up, whoever you are...so I suggest," flipping the safety off his AR-15 as he added, "that you drop your weapon and come towards the sound of our voices here before I let the pit bull here next to me off her chain and let her come after you," smiling broadly at Haley as he and everyone else waited to see what happened...
"Boss," Knoxville whistled, rushing over to join Bam, Haley, McGehey, Jenna and Alex, "I think we spotted our mystery guest, about 100 yards ahead of us," ducking up to point the area out to Bam and adding, "What do you want to do, boss?"
For several seconds, Bam thought about what to do, thinking, We've fought off bandits to get to this point...and gang-bangers and Scientologists, those religious cult freaks....why are we cowering behind a vehicle like a bunch of scared curs? Just as that thought flashed through his mind, Haley must've had the same - or similar - thought as well... "Drop your weapons, put your hands up, and walk out into the road or I swear to god I'll make your skull look like a fucking bowl. Don't even think about doing anything else."
Chuckling, Bam suddenly had an idea; shaking his head, he knelt next to the Caddy and yelled out, "You best listen to the little girl," giving Haley a humorous wink as he continued, "'cause I don't know how long I can keep her from chewing your ass up, whoever you are...so I suggest," flipping the safety off his AR-15 as he added, "that you drop your weapon and come towards the sound of our voices here before I let the pit bull here next to me off her chain and let her come after you," smiling broadly at Haley as he and everyone else waited to see what happened...