EXT. GULCH - FOOT OF CLIFF - DAY
SHEILA'S turret pointed at GRIF, then it turns to face SIMMONS. A low, mechanical hum emanates from the tank.
GRIF: (Whispering, terrified, trying to merge with the cliff face) Why is it just sitting there? Is it... is it judging us?
SIMMONS: (Whispering back, trying to sound confident but failing) Just trying to mess with our heads, Grif. Psychological warfare. Classic Blue Team. Let's get back to the Warthog. It's our only hope.
INT. BLUE BASE - TANK - DAY
Cut to the view from inside the tank. The ROOKIE is excitedly fumbling with controls.
SHEILA: (Calmly, in the Rookie's helmet) This tank is equipped with an auto-fire sequence that can be activated by pressing the auto-fire button. This feature allows for rapid target engagement.
ROOKIE: (Eyes wide, scanning the console) Auto-fire, auto-fire, here, here! No, wait... okay that's more a switch than a button... Is this it? The big red one?
SHEILA: (Over top of the Rookie's lines, a slight delay in her warning) This will end the tutorial, and should only be activated if proper safety procedures have been followed and all non-combatants are clear of the blast radius. Proceed with caution.
EXT. GULCH - FOOT OF CLIFF - DAY
SIMMONS: (Whispering to Grif, bracing himself) Okay, you ready? Let's do this on three. One...
GRIF: (Panicked whisper) Wait. On three? Or three and then go? This is important, Simmons! My life depends on it!
SIMMONS: (Exasperated whisper) On three. It's always faster to go on three. Just run when I say three! Don't overthink it!
GRIF: (Nods vigorously, still whispering) Okay, okay. On three. Got it. Three.
INT. BLUE BASE - TANK - DAY
Cut to the view from inside the tank.
ROOKIE: (Presses a button with a triumphant grunt) Here! This has to be it!
SHEILA: (Voice flat, devoid of emotion) Tutorial deactivated. Auto-fire sequence activated. Please confirm target selection.
EXT. GULCH - FOOT OF CLIFF - DAY
Cut to Simmons.
SIMMONS: (Whispering, ready to bolt) Ready?
INT. BLUE BASE - TANK - DAY
Cut to the view from inside the tank.
SHEILA: (Calmly) Acquiring target. Scanning for hostile signatures.
EXT. GULCH - BEHIND ROCK - DAY
CHURCH and TUCKER are still hiding.
CHURCH: (Whispering, looking at the distant Warthog) I'm going for the jeep. It's our only way out of here. Cover me, Tucker! Make some noise!
EXT. GULCH - FOOT OF CLIFF - DAY
Simmons is poised. Grif is backing away slowly, eyes fixed on the tank.
SIMMONS: One...
Grif turns around abruptly and starts running away, abandoning Simmons.
INT. BLUE BASE - TANK - DAY
Cut to view from the tank, tracking Grif's retreating form.
SHEILA: (Calmly) Target acquired. Optimal firing solution achieved.
EXT. GULCH - FOOT OF CLIFF - DAY
Cut to Grif running, a comical, panicked sprint.
GRIF: (Screaming) Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit... I'm too young to die! I haven't even finished my nap!
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Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert)
FanfictionYou were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with...
