MIA: Blood Gulch Chronicles

[5] The Wrong Crowd

Fade in on the underground cave

Sarge: And then Donut will use all our grenades to bombard the base, while we move forward in an advanced cover-fire formation.

Alroy: Mmm, okay.

Grif: Got it. And nobody hurts Sister. That's my job.

Simmons: Why does Donut get to stay on the sidelines?

Sarge: Because, he's got a great arm. Heh, he coulda gone pro.

Donut: It comes from years of tossing.

Alroy: Heh. Tosser.

Sarge: And as discussed, in the event that we are cornered and no other options exist, Donut will make sure to save at least four grenades, one for each of you. And two for Grif.

Donut: Anyone have a preference of Frag or Sticky? Tell me now, I don't want any complaining later on.

Simmons: Frag. No, wait, Sticky.

Grif: Surprise me.

Simmons: I'm gonna change back to Frag.

Alroy: I don't really care, at least personally. Use whatever grenade you want.

Donut: Hey Sarge, have you thought about calling for reinforcements? Like when we called for the ship.

Grif: You mean the ship that crushed you while bringing more blue soldiers? Yeah maybe we shouldn't do that.

Sarge: It's worth a shot. They owe us one now.

Alroy: Whatever.

Radio sounds, and as Sarge speaks there's an echo in the cave

Sarge: Come in Command. Are you there? Vic, are you there? Come in! Is this thing on?

Simmons: Does anybody hear that echo?

Donut: Yeah, we're in a cave Simmons. Caves echo. Duh. That's how bats navigate.

Alroy: It's called echolocation. I can do it too... just not effectively.

Simmons: No, it seems like it's coming from back the way we came.

Grif: Did you say bats? What bats? Were you talking about bats?

Alroy: Grif, don't fucking start this again.

Donut: Um, just, bats in general.

Grif: Don't bullshit me dude, I heard bats.

Alroy groans.

Vic: Hehehey, rojo amigo. What's goin' on?

Sarge: Vic, we need help! The Blues have executed a brilliant plan, and it looks like we've fallen for it perfectly. No doubt they're celebrating at our very own base as we speak.

Cut to Red Base, where Tex is celebrating by threatening Church's life.

Tex: Don't move.

Tucker: Ooh, busted! Kill him Tex, I've got fifty-to-one odds if his next death is caused by anyone but Caboose.

Wolfsen: What is happening? I'm confused.

Back to Sarge

Sarge: We're going to die if we don't get some help over here, Vic.

Vic: Uh, hey dude, it's Vic Junior. We already covered that.