The Desolation Of The Red Rackham

Chapter 3: The Unexpected Morning

As I am no morning person, I woke up late, I woke up at 8:45, happily snoring like a penguin dropped from the tenth floor. I woke up , had a quick glance at my clock and kept staring at it for some time and checking whether it is morning or night. Okay, I am late!! I rushed and brushed and rushed for a bath and went out, disappointing my ducky for not playing with hi. After all this, I went in to change into something formal, as I wouldn't be able to go in front of them in striped pink pyjamas and Ducky Momo soft sandals. And by the time I got out, it was already 8:56. Wow, Adrian! I told myself and ran out of the house like a cheetah that had just lost in prey running into the long grass. I ran and ran till I reached the rendezvous point and had a quick glance at y watch while running. Okay, on time, still a minute left to go. I was still counselling myself when my head hit a pole. Bam! And I held my head for some time and ran again. And to my most pleasant surprise, all of the Hell boys were there, holding their stomachs and laughing their hearts out. 'Yes, very funny. VERY FUNNY!' I scowled and walked towards them.

After they were done laughing, (which believe me, took a long time for those idiots) we started to talk about business. 'Umm, we still have the man's body. So, we take his clothes off, and one of u wears it and goes to their hideout and grab hold of their plan.' A guy said. 'Wow Mr Jackey Chan (as he wore a black jacket, which probably everyone wore, but it was fun to tease) , you have a brilliant piece of intellect. You think that you will find the Red Rackham's territory, and not only that, you will dress up as one and go explore and find out their secrets and hallelujah! All worky-worky done. But, hold the horses, dude....... Don't you think that there is less of Woody's roundup and more of real life going on?' I said, doing the finger puppet , to show what high intellectual things he was talking about. ' And adding to your brilliant mind, you do not think that there is a slight chance that he would be having something specific in him which they would be using as his identity, which if they did not find in you, you would be a popped piece of popcorn? They might even have a password which you probably do not know, obviously. So, good morning first Mr Jackey Chan, if you need some coffee, it is on the way, and second, walking over to there like hey, I am so high intellectual that I can walk into Red Rackham's territory and get out all his plans and come out not harmed and jump around here and there, two coffees I would say. And, if you pretty much didn't know what his plans are, then ten cups of coffee, I would say. C'mon, his only and only plan is bloodshed and raids; expanding of their terror to even faraway lands. I've got another question for you, are you sleepy or need medical attention?'I said, taking full revenge of the hearty laughter everyone had.

'Boo ya! Revenge taken!' I told myself and gave a pat on my back. 'What do we do then? 'One of them asked. 'I don't know, ask your flying squirrel man who is very fond of landing on top of people's heads.' I said and pointed out my finger towards Austin who was in a very deep thought. 'What do we do boss?' I taunted. 'Nothing, stay here, hold your fire as well as your backs.' He said. 'Shall I order some coffee for you too?' I asked angrily. 'Hah! What do you mean ,we sing around here, wait for the bandit to come and say please do not kill us! Have mercy!!' I said.

'No, not exactly. We spread throughout the city, in places from where they won't be able to see us, like we are in stealth mode. We hide until they come, and when they do, we shoot their heads off. And remember guys, we don't have enough bullets, so shoot right in the head so that one bullet counts up for one person.' Austin said. 'Wow, that's a god plan.' I agreed in sarcasm. 'Well, good indeed. But, they are 47, plus, there is a king of bandits to accompany them. That means we, 16 people, will fight against 47 fully armed soldiers of Red Rackham. How many guns and bullets do we have, by the way?'

' Bredas, Kaewoos , Fokker Leimberger, fully upgraded pistols and knives' He said and my face lit up. 'All handy guns except those.............'He said and my excitement turned into disappointment. 'We have got Desert Eagles, 1st stage (that means not upgraded) pistols and half rusted Chinese blades and knives. Our ammunition on the exact stages are 14 pistols, 8 knives and 5 blades. Our backup, though, is on the way. We have 2 reloads, the bricks of bullets to be fitted into our guns. That's all we have.' He said and my excitement, which had turned into disappointment, now turned into fear.

'W...w......w..........what?'I said. 'We have 14 pistols, 5 blades and 8 knives. Wow, what a way to fight 47 fully loaded bandits who will be having more bullets than your bones which are soon going to be crunched. Okay, even if we hit a person with a bullet each, we would kill what, , 14 bullets in 14 guns now, 4 blades, makes it 20, 5 blades which makes it 25, Adding to our problems, we still don't know that those rusty blades can even cut through flesh. Oh yes, 2 reloads with 6 bullets each which makes 12, 12.Okay, 37 things, good ,but what if even one shot misses the target? We're done then. Each missed shot will counts as more preys to kill without any weapon. And most of us might not even survive; which means that every kill they make will have a huge effect on out ammunition.' I said and my fear was spread to their minds as well. Now, we had no choice. We had to do our best or wait for our death.