Toni wondered how she could get to the first aid box when Clint let out a moan as he moved, a spurt of blood pumped from where one of the three thugs had stabbed him. Toni angrily got down from the man's legs and went over to Clint. She asked him where the first aid kit was. Telling Clint to hang on, Toni went behind the bar and retrieved a few bandages from the box. She pressed the button, hidden at the rear of the first aid box.
The little red light on the lock went green as the electromagnetic lock made a clunking sound, the door popped open three inches. Cain pulled the door back and stepped inside. He had the lock picks out and ready. The inner door was a wire mesh door with a mortice and tenon five leaver type lock.
No way I can open that with these tiny picks, well better try the front door then. As Cain turned round, he noticed hanging on a hook in a little recessed hole a five leaver key. Pulling it off the hook, ramming it into the lock. Cain opened went through, closed and locked the wire mesh door a full second before the outer door’s electromechanical lock re-engaged.
That was close, too close for me, this game is far too realistic. Cain could feel his heart beating faster than normal. Past the security entrance Cain was inside a storage area full of boxes of ammo and opened cages of weapons.
"Hey, mister,"Toni said to the one whose lap she sat back on after patching up Clint. " Let me go join my friend over there. I can take her clothes off far more seductive than she is doing,"while blowing in his ear. "What do you say, do you want a better turn on? I mean, I can’t even feel you getting hard, and I’m nearly sat on your dick. I know men fantasise watching two women make out. Wouldn’t you like for that to be real?"
Before the fat man could reply, the other two men were all up for it. The wanted two beautiful women to put on a show before they killed them. It was a shame the Coyotes killed the man they were with. They would go get his body once they had finished watching the show. There was no rush now the man was dead, said the fat man.
Although she was fuming on the inside, Toni had a huge smile on her face as she climbed up on the impromptu stage; six tables lashed together, in haste by the three men. Cain had picked the inner door lock before Toni had put one foot on the stage. Moving to Clint Westwood’s office, Cain looked through a one-way mirror, looking into the club from the office. Cain read their game tags.
Noticing they were yet more Star thugs were in the wrong place, yet again. Cain noticed these were players not NPCs, just as Toni told him. Looking down at the Col’s desk Cain noticed the club's phone system had a message. Seeing a fast dial button for the reception desk, Cain pressed the button.
The fat man, Diddy Star, jumped up from his chair telling the other two to watch those women, no funny tricks and no touching the targets, he told them as he answered the phone.
"Luke Chmilenko Gun Range," Diddy Star said. "Ah, would that be the amazing and wonderful Col Saunders?" Cain asked, getting a tentative yes from the other end. "Good, good. Do you remember I arranged for one of my reporters to visit today to talk about the Coyote infestation you were having?"
Cain watched as Diddy Star put his hand over the phone, nearly shouting over to the bound Clint, asking him the same question. It was here Cain prayed that Clint would catch on and go along with his ruse. Which he thankfully did.
{That was risky.} Enoch said.
Not really, I would have told him it I arranged it over the phone three days ago by my secretary. Talking back into the phone Diddy Star said,
"Yes, yes. But I’m afraid they can’t come today as we have a job interview taking place. We have two smoking hot candidates taking a test that needs doing in the strictest of confidence." Thinking he’d dodge any interference, Cain threw a spanner into Diddy’s reply.
"Ah, Col, Col this isn’t to arrange a time, my reporter will be there in half an hour. Please, can you give him a message and shout this for me? T and S drop on five. Can you remember that Diddy, T and S drop on five." Putting the phone down Cain aimed his G3 through the one-way mirror. Seeing Sophie and Toni still dancing. Toni stood behind Sophie, rubbing her hands up under her loose bra, Lifting it over Sophie’s breasts.
Once Toni pushed the bra out of the way up above Sophie’s breasts, Toni dropped her hands and squeezed, while Sophie was pushing her bottom backwards grinding it into Toni. Sophie’s left hand had snaked under the waistband of Toni’s trousers, the waistband was above Sophie's wrist. Leaning over to the tape player on the bar, turning it off, Diddy said.
"There is a stupid dick of a reporter on the phone who wants T and S to duck on five. What the fuck does that mean? You old fool, what the fuck does that mean?…" Diddy Star didn’t get the rest of his sentence out as Cain’s first shot entered his left temple, exiting the right temple before hitting the opposite wall from Cain’s position.
Fatal Hit: - 699, on Diddy Star, (0/699).
The two voyeuristic thugs turned to look at the breaking mirror as Toni and Sophie dropped to the tabletop. Cain’s next two shots hit the men in their hearts, dropping them, Nigel Star first then Little Star, before they even drew their weapons.
Fatal Hit: - -819, on Nigel Star, (0/818).
Fatal Hit: - 699, on Little Star, (0/699).
A round of clapping came from Toni and Sophie, Cain entered the reception area from the rear of the building. He moved over and looted Diddy Star dropping everything into his inventory. Looking up, he watched as Toni knelt in front of a kneeling Sophie. Toni dropped her head and started tenderly kissing Sophie’s breasts while running her hands over them, cupping them; while drawing out a nipple between her lips, raising a gasp from Sophie. With her eyes closed from the pleasure, Sophie ran her fingers through Toni’s hair. Another gasp as Toni swapped breasts, rolling her tongue around the other nipple. Coughing first Cain said.
"I don’t want to break you up, I’m getting rather turned on just watching you, but we have to hand the quest in before finding another. Remember our target, our mission even?" Toni pulled herself away from Sophie, who moaned while trying to keep Toni’s head in place. Walking over to them Cain helped them down, giving them each a deep kiss, Toni first, who rubbed his growing member, then Sophie, who moaned as Toni joined in squeezing her breasts from behind while whispering in her ear.
"I will eat you up while Cain kneels behind me filling me with his prick. Would you like that?" Sophie moaned,
"Yes, please, now." Pulling themselves reluctantly apart, Sophie unclipped her bra then fastened herself in, her nipples pushing against the fabric, while Toni retrieved their gear. With them both dressed and ready, Cain freed Clint and checked on the wounds.
"Thank you, thank you so much," Clint said. Did you clear up the Coyote problem? Cain told him they had, plus he left the head of the Coyote boss out the back as a wall memorial. Clint told Cain there was an extra bonus payment for the Coyote Boss' Head
Driving back towards the casinos, Sophie bounced the new Ford Ranger across the pothole-riddled highway in-front of the skateboard park. They carried on their conversations.
"See, I told you it would be worth it," Cain said. "not only did he give us the ten thousand tokens, but an extra fifty thousand for the Coyote head."
"Yeah, yeah," laughed Toni, "But what about the other quest he gave us. The one to break the bank at the Star Casino? Clint said it provides funding for the Star operation, their thugs and bandits, which is a front for the JW Killers." Toni added. "That quest alone will give us fifteen hundred experience points. Once it is complete.”
{Cain, do you find it strange that Clint gave us a quest when there was no quest board? True, he handed you an index card with the quest written down. It was marked as accepted by the Tent Casino, where clearing the Coyote's quest was held.} Enoch said.
"We need to find, another casino and take a four-hour sleep. If we add our points now, we should see some large differences before we go break the casino." Sophie sai
d
Sophie would have driven them back all the way to the Old Tent Casino, but both passenger side tyres blew out as she drove past the city park, avoiding two still smouldering wrecks of cars. Sophie had inadvertently run over a stinger trap, buried in a thin layer of dirt, spread all across the road.
Before the Ford Ranger stopped they were out, rushing into the cover of the manmade embankment, someone built a new park upon.
Chapter 22
PvP Payback
"Well, that’s a bitch," said Sophie, "who puts stingers across the main road?" They pressed themselves up against the embankment, Cain looked up the road towards the junction, Toni looked down the road and Sophie was complaining about idiots leaving stingers out to catch motorists.
Looking at his map, Cain noticed four groups of PvP players, covering nearly the four corners of the park above them. Taking a screen shot and adding annotations, including a key he posted the map in the party chat.
"I’m assuming the blue cross icons are us, while the four groups of red dots are the PvP players?" Toni asked, "I wouldn’t want us to target and kill the wrong icons now would we?" Even Cain laughed at the joke. Telling her she needed to read the key. To which Toni planted her face and made an unintelligent sound.
"Yeah, sorry I took it for granted you would know what the icons were. Are we clear on what the icons are for, blue us, the good guys, red is dead or soon will be. Though the key does sort of say that. Sophie, how should we take out the first group of players," Cain asked. While Sophie was coming up with a plan, Cain turned and said to Toni.
"Do you think we should take Elise if we come across her again? I could tell both Emily, and yourself wanted her, just like you wanted Emily, after barging into her bedroom, with her half naked and jamming her knickers into Speed Pete’s mouth. Anybody would class Elise as more than good looking, and she has a reasonably fit body, but not as good looking or as fit as you and Emily.
Elise is OK I’ll give you that, since she is a replicant of your body, but do you want her in the Harem, I’m easy as long as you pick the other women. This is all so we can complete your stupid brother’s perverted plan, to port out of each zone and hope to find him." Sophie developed a plan of action, then waited for Cain and Toni to stop taking.
"We’ve been here for over two minutes and still no show of the players who set the trap. So our running over the stingers was an accident, not planned to catch us. What I think would be best is if we backtrack to that road behind us on our left. Use that road and cut behind the first group. Using our G3s, we take them by surprise. After our experience with the Coyote Boss.
It would be best if we took cover behind those few large trees, we can see from here and pick them off as quickly as we can. On a secondary issue I also think it would be good to have Elise in our group Cain. I think she would do anything for each of us, just to be free of the JW Killers." Sophie said.
"OK, before we had our tyre problems, as you drove past the area I checked the map, Elise’s icon had gone. So, we can only hope we catch her on her own, hoping she has left the JW Killers. That sounds a workable plan to add Elise if she has left. For your plan Sophie, I have two spare suppressors in my inventory, would you like to use them, ladies?" Cain offered.
"I’ll use my M16, as that came with a suppressor," Toni added.
"Try for headshots, Mes femelles chaudes," Cain chuckled as Toni took a swipe at his shoulder.
"My hot females, surely you jest," Sophie replied, giggling quietly.
Carefully retracing their steps, they rapidly reached the access road Sophie picked. Climbing up a shallow embankment rather than the access road, they moved quietly hiding any nose under the movement of the trees in the wind. They keep to the moving shadows cast by the trees. As they neared their target group, Toni and Sophie moved towards and shared the same large tree trunk, Cain moved over five yards to their left and a smaller tree.
Checking the opposing players’ game tags, Cain noticed they had moved and clustered together sitting around a park bench table. The type were they fix the seats to the table in two opposite rows. From the player tags there were six low-level players and one higher team leader. There were two level six warriors, with healths of 879. The four-level seven Gladiators with healths of 832. The highest-level player was a level thirteen Rogue, with a health of 902. They all came from the PvP clan called, Sluggers.
Using the map’s tag players function, Cain tagged the Warriors as WS1 and WS2, the Gladiators GS1, GS2, GS3 and GS4 with the rogue tagged as RS1. Using party chat, Cain sent the women a message.
< T, S. If we all throw a grenade before we open fire, that will reduce the health of most, if not kill some outright. Sophie as you are the lead, you do the countdown. C>
Sophie and Toni both held a grenade up for Cain to see, nodding back to them he got his own out and ready. With their grenades ready, Cain watched as Sophie held up her left hand, her fingers outstretched. Then began the countdown bending her fingers down. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1 as she bent the thumb she dropped her arm.
They threw their grenades as one, each arced from their positions down towards the bench and the PvP clan players. One warrior looked up as the noise of Sophie’s grenade bouncing up from the ground. Before he could even speak or shout a warning Toni’s grenade landed to the side of the table bouncing two feet high. Cain’s grenade bounced off the tabletop, bouncing above the players' heads. All three grenades exploded simultaneously, doing various levels of damage, just as Sophie, Toni and Cain shot at their surprised targets.
Critical hit: on WS1:- 800, (79/879)
Hit: on WS2:-250, (529/879)
Critical hit: on GS1:- 450, (382/832)
Hit: on GS2:- 250, (482/832)
Critical hit: on GS4:- 700, (132/832)
Critical hit: on Rs1:- 450, (452/902)
While hiding behind their respective trees until the hand grenades exploded, they all leant out, and fired. Although it was not a race, Toni got the first shot off as Sophie was doing the countdown under her breath. Cain was less than a tenth of a second behind her, Sophie was the last to fire but the first to get a fatal hit after the grenades had critically wounded four of the seven.
Critical hit: on RS1: - 137 (315/902)
Hit: on GS2: - 87 (395/832)
Fatal hit:on GS3: - 132 (0/832)
Critical hit: on RS1: -143 (172/902)
Fatal hit: on WS1: - 79 (0/879)
Critical hit: on WS2: - 137 (392/879)
Fatal hit: on RS1: - 172 (0/902)
Hit: on GS2: - 97 (298/832)
Critical hit: on GS2: - 135 (163/832)
Fuck this, Enoch, this is way too much information for us in a firefight. The prompts are causing us to misjudge our aiming with them flashing up all the time we do any hits. Can you sort out the reporting to help the party, please... Cain asked Enoch.
Enoch responded instantly and turned off the damage log option, reporting of every shot, selecting fatal hits only. Along with a table at the end of the fight, which showed the accumulated damage by a player. Cain didn’t even get to say thank you to Enoch as another party prompt filled his HUD.
"Noooo," screamed Cain. He nearly left his position, but read the prompt fully, noticing Toni still had over half her health left. Panic slightly over and breathing easier, Cain aimed for the player GS3.
Back in the POD, Cain’s body leapt from his recumbent seat, the Nanogel stiffened slowing his rise before pushing Cain back into his recumbent position. Two flashing red lights lit up on the POD’s control panel and a warning bleep started. John rushed to the POD and checked the information screen. He relaxed as he read the reasons for the warning.
Cain had surpassed the Nanogel’s dampening ability for a second time. John took a breath as he realised the Nanogel would learn and become stiffer when the programme realised Cain was in a firefight. The clock, if Cain could have looked, said 14:21, still on Sunday.
Some PvP players returned fire as they had a higher resistance t
o being stunned. The fact they had clustered themselves around the table helped none. Several shots zipped by both Sophie and Cain’s positions, some even hitting the trees.
Fatal hit: on WS2: - 106 (0/879)
He swapped out a magazine, two seconds later Cain targeted G3, who was shaking their head after the last shot had stunned them, making them an easier target. Sophie kept pace with Cain, hitting the weakest of the remaining players.
Fatal hit: on GS1: - 120 (0/832)
Fatal hit: on GS3: - 54 (0/832)
Cain looked and noticed G2 was still alive, slumped on the bench between W1 and G4. Cain raised his weapon back up but noticed a prompt before he could fire.
Fatal bleed: on GS2: - 7 (0/832)
Ensuring that all the PvP players were dead Cain swapped out his magazine before running over to Toni, his G3 still aimed at the dead players. Cain took his eyes of the dead and noticed Toni, who now sat up against the tree. As he neared he looked at her body then face, noted she had lost some of her colour.
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