Sheila's turret is pointed at Grif, then it turns to Simmons as they just. Stand there. When they should be running. Then again how can you out run a shot from a tank?
Grif: Why is it just sitting there?
Simmons: Just trying to mess with our heads. Let's get back to the Warthog.
Cut to Sheila's HUD.
Sheila: This tank is equipped with an auto-fire sequence that can be activated by pressing the auto-fire button.
Caboose: Auto-fire, auto-fire, here, here! No, wait... okay, that's more a switch than a button...
Sheila: (in the background) This will end the tutorial, and should only be activated if proper safety procedures-
Cut to Simmons and Grif.
Simmons: Okay, you ready? Let's do this on three. One...
Grif: Wait. On three? Or three and then go?
Simmons: On three. It's always faster to go on three.
Grif: Okay, okay. On three.
Cut to Sheila's HUD.
Caboose: Here! (click)
Sheila: Tutorial deactivated. Auto-fire sequence activated.
Cut to Simmons.
Simmons: Ready?
Cut to Sheila's HUD.
Sheila: Acquiring target.
Cut to Church, Ash, and Tucker.
Ash: Alright guys. I'm going for the jeep. Cover me.
Cut to Simmons and Grif. Grif is backing away.
Simmons: One...
Grif turns around and starts running away. The view cuts to Sheila's HUD, her crosshair following Grif.
Sheila: Target acquired.
Cut to Grif running.
Grif: (panting heavily) Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit...
Cut to Simmons.
Simmons: Two...
Cut to Sheila's HUD locking onto Grif.
Sheila: Target locked.
Cut to Ash running toward the Warthog. He's now starting to question why he has a bad feeling about this.
Cut to Simmons.
Simmons: Three! (turns around and sees Grif running away) Oh, you back-stabbing cock bite!
Sheila: Firing main cannon.
Sheila fires and blows up the Warthog right in front of Grif.
Cut to Simmons.
Simmons: (crouches next to Sheila) Son of a bitch!
Cut to Grif.
Grif: SON OF A BITCH!
Cut to Ash.
Ash: (near the explosion) Son of a bitch!
Sheila: Firing main cannon.
Simmons: Shit!
Sheila fires.
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ASH CHURCH / Season 1
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