The Desolation Of The Red Rackham

Chapter 5: The Dreadful Attack

I uncorked my gun, checked the bullets in my pistol, my ammos and the knives I had brought from my house. I tucked them to my pants and got ready. There was a sound of an enormous number of hooves coming right at us. Gradually, the sound started to get louder and louder. After the sound of hooves became very loud, as if they were hardly 200 metres away, I heard people uncorking their guns. My heartbeat began to increase and my heart became to jump into my throat. But still, I tried to remain silent. 'Release the beasts!' I whispered to Austin and he understood what I meant at once. I made a little nod, and he did the same to everyone else. And after sometime, we were all looking at the bandits. Where we were was an enormous entrance to Valle de Luna. There were big wooden gates, which were probably very old, opened fully. They led straight to the market, where we all were. Just behind the gate, in the city, there was a café, in which Austin and I were hiding. Also, beside the doors thee were penthouses and restaurants, on whose roofs, some of our team mates were standing. The buildings, all of the same height, beside us, had out team mates taken positions. We all were ready to roll. The people had already seen the bandits and now, they all had fled and now, whole of the town looked like it was deserted with absolutely no civilisation. I slowly peeped over and saw a mini army of bandits, which were all on horses and fully loaded, were trotting towards us, ready to squeeze every gram of gold out of Valle de Luna. But, I couldn't see the Red Rackham anywhere. As soon as Austin gave me a signal to shoot, many heads popped out, ready to shoot, which added to my courage. I made sure all of them were looking at me, and then drew and imaginary line across the first fifteen people, and with the same finger, I drew a line straight through my neck. Very simple explanation indeed. The first fifteen are dead. I took out my pistol and shot a bullet. The 50 mm bullet, shot from my rusty gun, rotated in air and cut it like a born beast and sliced through the centre of his eyebrows. His hand began to shake vigorously. And by the time he reached for his forehead, the army was one man down. Soon, the other heads that had come out started to shoot as well. The horse of the 1st victim ran away and that's when an amazing idea hit my mind. I shot my second bullet not on the rider, but the horse's leg. Sorry pal, but you chose the wrong team. The horse neighed loudly in pain, groaned and fell onto the ground. Several other horses tripped over the collapsed horse and fell as well, killing 10 riders on the spot. 'Ten bullets saved.' I told Austin. He smirked and then went onto shooting again. My idea spread like wildfire and within no time, every horse had fallen down, making a big boulder right at the entrance. Now, all of the bandits were on foot. They quickly fled to shops, before we could shoot. Say the bad choice of shops or the bad luck of the bandits, some of them entered the café in which Austin and I were. 'Hey Austin, I am going downstairs to take some bandits down. Stay on the grounds and stand clear from any danger.' I said and headed for the stairs. Any step could be my last, so I came downstairs making some or absolutely no sound, with one finger on the trigger and the other hand below the gun, supporting it. I slowly crept downstairs, also ensuring that I grabbed hold of no attention. While I was coming down, I did eavesdrop the people talking below. 'That punk in the black suit shot my poor horse. Let him come within the grasp of my hands, and I'll strangle him to death!' He said and I immediately checked what I was wearing and ensured that I had another guy who now wants to kill me. Well duh! He was talking about me. 'Well done, Adrian! Another fan of yours talking about you.' I told myself and found out that the stairs had finished and I was now on the floor of the café. I quickly leaped towards a pillar and hid behind it. Due to my dear fan's good eyesight, he saw something move, but didn't know that it was his death hiding behind the pillar, or say maybe the star about whom he was talking. 'What was that?' He interrogated his friends upon the topic of what he had seen. 'What about a cat, for an excuse?' The other replied. 'C'mon guys, leave it! I just want to find that person and kill him.' The third replied angrily. 'Now where the heck is that punk?' He exclaimed angrily. I checked my gun for bullets, and found them empty. (What a superstar you are, Adrian!) I reloaded my gun and got ready. 'What about here fellas?' I said and jumped low on the floor and shot a bullet. Yes, one bullet of mine did it all. Due to my good luck, (no, really!) they all were in a straight line and the bullet slicked through their heads one by one. 'Remember not to mess with the father of Ares, boy!' I said. My position was straight on the floor, with one hand on my waist and the one with the gun near my head with the gun supporting it. and on my face, was a large and evil smirk, which even Captain Haddock wouldn't give after winning a thousand bottles of liquor in poker. I was still lying on the floor, when another bandit came and shot a bullet which went straight through the 'V' I had made with my arms and my waist, without even touching me. 'Holy moly!' I exclaimed and rolled towards a nearby pillar. I slowly got up, hunted for the person, located him and he was down. 'Boo ya!' I said and headed for the terrace again. When I reached, I saw Austin shooting some people. I walked up to him and took my place.