Blue Plague: Rage

by Watson, Thomas A

  “Omega roll!” Bruce called out on the radio. When Bruce launched the attack, Mike’s head hit the table in disbelief. Mike was so sure Bruce was going to abort with the extra guards up.

  Mary had pulled the truck up to the edge of the tree line with Jake and Matt resting their rifles on the roof of the cab. They sighted in on the tower as Danny watched the time on her watch. Three minutes before kickoff she tapped both Jake and Matt, never turning around. Danny just watched the area behind them.

  Taking long slow breaths Jake and Matt rested the crosshairs on the tower guards and both squeezed the trigger when Danny tapped their leg. The tower guards upper bodies just disappeared in a mist as the seven hundred grain bullet hit them. From three hundred yards the suppressed shots would’ve been hard to hear. With the roaring from the north they were impossible to hear on the wall.

  Jake started moving down the south wall and Matt worked the west wall. In two minutes it was over and Jake keyed his radio. “Mary, pull us back into the woods. I don’t want some chopper boy to light us up by accident,” Jake told her.

  As Mary pulled back the Apaches opened up as Jake and Matt watched through their scopes. The Apaches 30mm shells hit with deadly efficiency. When the 30mm shells hit the guards they just vanished. The two watched the tracers arcing inside the compound and could hear the Blackhawks rolling in. Right before they lost sight of the compound they saw the Blackhawks set down two at a time on the west and south walls. Two other Blackhawks hovered overhead as the door gunners shot anyone stupid enough to shoot at the choppers. Undoubtedly there were several idiots because the red arcs from the mini-guns hosed down the inside. When they were pulled back Mary pulled up to the road so they could follow the convoy inside.

  When Bruce’s chopper was five feet of the south wall he jumped out and ran for the stairs, heading down into the compound he felt the ground shake. His team was heading to one of the largest buildings. He was guessing it was a main hall as he took off running for it then he heard the reason for the ground to shake, from the north came a series of large explosions. The transport choppers lifted off to clear the area for the two Blackhawks flying cover at five hundred feet.

  When Bruce was a hundred feet from the building a man stepped out the front door holding a rifle looking up in the sky. “Surprise bitch!” Bruce yelled as he pulled the trigger sending three rounds into the man’s chest.

  Reaching up on his vest Bruce pulled off a flash bang. When Buffy saw Bruce pull off a flash bang she did to, Buffy really liked throwing grenades. Bruce threw his hard in the door and Buffy tossed hers just inside the door.

  “Grenade cover!” Bruce yelled slamming his back on the outside wall followed by the other three.

  Just as David’s back made contact with the wall they heard two explosions inside. “Stack up!” Bruce yelled moving inside followed by his team.

  Walking inside Bruce saw people staggering around everywhere. “Holy shit it’s Christmas,” Bruce said kicking a man in the head that was trying to stand up knocking him out. Seeing a man stand up holding a gun Bruce put three holes in his chest.

  Buffy moved over on his right and Mindy to his left as they moved forward with David covering their backs. They killed most but anyone they could hit on the head and keep alive, they did. A really big man staggered up to his feet. He was wearing a leather jacket with patches all over it and no shirt. Bruce reached down pulling out his Taser. Putting the dot on the man’s chest Bruce made him shit sparks, dropping the man were he stood. Locking the trigger, Bruce dropped the Taser on the floor. Another gift from Jake, Bruce’s Taser would send out a one second jolt every five seconds as long as the trigger was pulled. With the trigger lock backed it looked like the big bad biker was in for a shitty morning.

  They moved down the building knocking out those on the floor and killing those that stood up. When they reached the back of the building they found two doors going into what looked like offices. Pulling off his last flash bang Bruce pointed his SCAR at the door and emptied the clip blowing a hole in the door. Changing clips Bruce eased up to the door as someone inside the room shot back through it on full auto.

  Bruce raked the wall and door with thirty rounds and threw the flash bang through the destroyed door. “Copycat!” Bruce yelled at the room followed by, “Grenade cover!”

  The team just dropped down as the flash bang blew in the room. Standing up, Bruce noticed the remains of the door lying in the hall. “That had to hurt,” Bruce said into the room. Moving to the room, a woman carrying a gun opened the back door coming inside. Squeezing his trigger Bruce sent her three love taps to the chest. She fell to the ground screaming with blood coming out of her mouth.

  “You had a gun bitch and I didn’t think you’d put out on the first date,” Bruce told her as he shot her again this time in the head. Glancing inside the room Bruce saw four men and one woman sprawled out on the floor. All of them had blood coming from their eyes, nose and ears.

  Walking over Bruce stomped on each one’s head. “Well if you didn’t have a headache you will now for sure,” Bruce told the motionless figures. Leaning over, he zip tied the wrist and thumbs then turned around toward the other door.

  “Out of flash bangs, David when I open up on the door throw one in,” Bruce told David as he lifted his SCAR up emptying the magazine through the door. As David moved toward the door there were no copycats in this room as David threw in his flash bang and yelled ‘cover.’

  When the grenade went off Bruce led the team across the hall over the door that was blown off the hinges. Bruce noticed a lot of bodies lying around but they were all little. A woman staggered up holding a child in her arms that was bleeding from the chest and head.

  The woman shook her head looking at Bruce then yelled, “You killed my baby!”

  Bruce shrugged his shoulders, “My bad,” he told the woman as he butt stoked her in the head knocking her out.

  They cleared the room and found a bunch of kids and three women but no guns. Moving back into the hall Buffy and Mindy watched the doors as Bruce and David passed out zip ties. When Bruce reached Mr. Lighting, he was still twitching every five seconds.

  “I really hope you don’t have a heart problem because I’d hate to get sued,” Bruce told the unconscious man as he flipped him on his stomach and zip tied him. Reaching down Bruce picked up his Taser and was about to turn it off. Bruce stopped and threw it back down, “I want to see if these batteries are any good,” Bruce told the man as a jolt hit him.

  When everyone that was breathing was zip tied, Bruce called the team to the back door. When they were back in stack Bruce keyed his radio, “RV the boss’s building is clear, requesting permission to leave out the back,” Bruce said.

  “Negative on leaving out the back, there’s a firefight outside the door,” came an instant reply.

  “Fine then, we’ll leave through the front. Everyone in here is dead or tied up, we need more people to kill,” Bruce told the RV operator.

  “Copy, third squad is pinned down on the right side of the building,” RV answered back.

  Bruce turned around and led his stack back out the front door and headed to the right side of the building to find Ted standing at the corner. “What’s the deal here?” Bruce asked.

  “We have three or four, one hundred yards to the front that are in a foxhole. One of them has a belt fed machine gun and poked a few holes in one of our birds before they left,” Ted answered.

  “We just got those damn choppers and someone shot one!” Bruce yelled.

  Ted just looked at Bruce like he was insane. “Well yeah Bruce, we were kinda shootin’ at ‘em,” he answered truthfully.

  “That doesn’t give them a reason to shoot at my choppers!” Bruce yelled. Looking over his shoulder Bruce yelled, “Stack formation, relay forward, swapping point man as point man’s magazine empties.”

  Ted took a step back when Bruce yelled that. From around the corner bullets were flying at the corner. “Ah Bruce they’r
e shooting a lot of bullets at us,” Ted informed him.

  “Put your tampon in, I’ll be right back,” Bruce told Ted. “Buffy and Mindy tuck your dicks in your boots, I don’t want you tripping on them again!” Bruce yelled over his shoulder.

  Easing up to the corner Bruce pulled two magazines out. Peeking around the corner Bruce saw the foxhole as he pulled back. Turning around he took a grenade off Buffy’s vest. “We have anyone in the field of fire here?” Bruce asked Ted.

  “Negative, I sent the rest of the squad around the other side to see if we could flank them and they ran into another group,” Ted answered.

  “Tell ‘em to hold. I’m going to kill something,” Bruce said pulling the pin out of the grenade. Rearing his arm back Bruce threw the grenade over the corner of the building with everything he had. If Bruce would have watched, he would have seen his grenade land ten feet from the foxhole. But the UAVs did, they were overhead watching along with the command group.

  When the grenade went off Bruce moved around the corner aiming at the foxhole and knew his grenade got close. Bruce started firing burst at the foxhole then opened up on auto as he dropped his first mag. Firing the next two magazines in long burst, Bruce was done in thirty seconds. Stepping to the right, Buffy walked by him shooting at the foxhole in long burst like Bruce did. Bruce fell in line as Buffy ran dry and moved out of the way as Mindy took over. When Mindy ran dry and stepped to the side a man raised up out of the foxhole only to be shot by David.

  They went through the line twice until they reached the foxhole. Bruce was in the lead and stepped to the side dropping his SCAR letting it hang off his sling pulling out his P-90. Buffy fired short burst as the team formed a line and moved to the lip of the foxhole firing down into it. They found five live bodies, but they fixed that real fast, filling them full of lead.

  Pulling a magazine off his vest Bruce slammed it home and patted his vest and didn’t feel anymore magazines. Looking down at his left thigh Bruce saw he only had six of the twelve magazines left on his thigh.

  “Move to the building,” Bruce told his team. ‘Not good running out of bullets in a firefight,’ Bruce thought. When they reached the building Bruce dropped down to his knees and looked at the others, “Can I borrow some magazines?” he asked them.

  “I only have three left Daddy,” Buffy told him.

  “Two left Dad,” Mindy answered.

  “Seven,” David answered.

  “You guys are no fun. David give each of them one of yours,” Bruce told him as he keyed his voice mic again. “This is boss, I’d like to place an order please,” he calmly said gripping his SCAR looking for targets.

  For several minutes no one answered. Bruce was fixing to call again as Jake come over the radio, “Dad if you tell me you want a pizza, I’m going to taze you,” Jake told him.

  “Hey that sounds good, but I really need some bullets,” Bruce told him.

  “Where are you at?” Jake asked in a panicked voice.

  “East side of our building on the outside, Ted is on the south side or he damn well better be. That boy never brings enough tampons with him,” Bruce answered.

  “Will be to you in two minutes coming from the south,” Jake answered in huffs as he ran to his dad.

  “See sometimes he can be such a good kid helping out his dad like that. Other times he can be a total pain in the ass. I hate to admit it but he got that from me,” Bruce told his team who just smiled at the crazy man. “Mindy, you can learn something from Jake. Always lift the toilet seat when you pee. Others hate it when you ‘sprinkle when you tinkle’. Buffy, he can teach you how to control that jock itch on your balls. It’s your own fault they’re so big. David, I’m not talking to you right now,” Bruce told him.

  “What the hell did I do?” David demanded in shock.

  “You shot six in the mess hall that I wanted to shoot, that’s the evil side of my kids you’re following. Acting just like them hogging all the targets. I can tell you another thing to, Steve was in the chopper that shot the east tower. How do I know? There are bodies everywhere down there. I bet the other chopper pilots were pissed so Steve being Steve flew around letting everyone shoot something,” Bruce told him.

  Bruce looked down at Buffy, “Buffy when Danny gets here stay between her and me okay?” Bruce asked.

  “Why?” Buffy wanted to know why she had to protect Daddy from Danny.

  “Unless the convoy got in here real fast she wouldn’t have got to shoot many gang members. When she sees how many were here, she’s going to be so pissed. You’re too cute to hurt so she’ll go cool off,” Bruce told her seeing two gang members running. Snapping up his rifle, Bruce made both take a dirt nap.

  “Alright Daddy,” Buffy promised as they heard a short burst of gunfire from the east wall.

  “Dad coming around the corner,” Jake said over the radio.

  “About time, Buffy’s going through withdrawals. David has already run out there and stabbed two people, I was starting to get worried,” Bruce answered looking down at the corner.

  Jake and his team came around the corner carrying bags of magazines. When they dropped them beside Bruce, an onlooker would’ve thought it was food the way the four dove in pulling out magazines shoving them in their vest. Bruce looked up when his vest was full to find Jake looking at him.

  “What?” Bruce asked.

  “Dad, you have on your heavy vest. That means forty-eight magazines and you only had six left. I haven’t seen that many bodies. I think you’re wasting a lot of ammo,” Jake informed him.

  “I was not!” Bruce shouted. “We hit the hall and I have no idea what Mindy said to piss them off but we had to shoot half of them. Then David wants to talk some guys in an office and they shoot at us so I had to prove to him sheet rock doesn’t stop bullets. Then we get out here and Ted is crying so Buffy had to rock ‘em to sleep. He kept whining about a heavy machine gun over here. Well David and I got in a verbal argument that ‘heavy’ is only a relative term on machine gun. Mindy helped Buffy put Ted to bed after she changed his tampon. That boy never brings any with him,” Bruce added then looked out in the field. Seeing a group of gang members running he raised up his rifle but Danny dropped them.

  “Well by then the girls wanted to see the ‘heavy’ machine gun. I peeked out there and saw it was only an M-60 but the girls still had to see it. I had to steal a grenade from Buffy and she bit me for that. Throw it at the foxhole to let them know we were coming. I hate showing up uninvited,” Bruce told Jake who was just grinning. “We popped out and walked up to the foxhole. When we got there one in the fox hole made fun of Buffy and she strangled him to death with her dick. Let me tell you that scared me shitless. Then we ran over here and called for more bullets. Oh and Mindy and Buffy tied their dicks together so they could teach David how to jump rope, double Dutch style,” Bruce finished sending out a grenade from his 203 as a gang member tried to hide beside a tree. When the grenade exploded the man fell down screaming. Jake sighted in on him pulling his trigger, shutting the man up.

  “So you just didn’t ‘waste’ your ammo?” Jake asked.

  “Hell no! I engaged threats. I’m not Mike shooting in closets and under beds trying to hit the scary monsters. You’ve no idea how many times we’ve patched the holes under his bed. Nancy has to run around to find his teddy bear and magic blanket to make the monsters go away,” Bruce stated as matter of fact as Buffy cut down a man running. Only occasional shots were heard now around the compound.

  Jake laughed and hugged Bruce followed by Danny. “I love you Dad,” Jake said followed by Danny. Before Jake picked up the bag of magazines he leaned toward Bruce. “Dad, you turned your voice switch on when you were in the chopper. You’ve been live over the radio,” Jake whispered.

  “Oh shit!” Bruce said grabbing his radio. “Hey Big Daddy Two, I was just fucking with ya, you know that right?” Bruce asked timidly as he turned his mic to press only.

  “Fuck you bitch! I have my magic blanket
to keep me safe!” Mike yelled over the radio.

  Bruce could hear laughter coming from around the compound. “Brother, now it was for only cheering up the troops. David did great,” Bruce called back on the radio.

  “I can’t find my teddy bear asshole and I’m scared. I’m ordering all the planes home to search for him!” Mike yelled again.

  “Shit is he pissed,” Bruce said then remembered something else as he keyed his radio.

  “Ted, are we cool? It was just Ranger banter now,” Bruce asked releasing the key.

  “Hell no, we aren’t cool, my tampon is stuck! Mindy didn’t tell me I had to pull the string so I lit it with a match thinking it was a fuse! Buffy rocked me to sleep to hard and made my tummy hurt! Then they wouldn’t let me play jump rope with them asshole!” Ted screamed. Bruce didn’t need the radio to hear him from behind the building.

  “Ah Ted you have the rest of the night off. Someone collect his weapons please,” Bruce called over the radio.

  “I lost my weapons when they fell in my big pussy!” Ted screamed back.

  “I’m so not going back there,” Bruce told his team who was on the ground laughing. Keying his radio Bruce called the RV, “RV, this is boss. What about the blues to the north? Are any going to show for a party,” he asked.

  “That’s a negative, after the Hogs got finished with ‘em the Apaches flew up there. There can’t be more than a` thousand left and they scattered to the wind,” the RV reported.

  “Damn, what was the last estimate?” Carl asked over the radio.

  “Seventy-two thousand,” the RV answered.

  “Now, that’s my kind of party,” Carl announced over the radio.

  “Remember we still made a shit load of noise, I want to be ready to repulse a horde in one hour. Gather up those that are alive and put them in the hall. Cook, bring the bag and someone start a fire,” Bruce called over the radio.

  “I used all my matches on my tampon’s fuse, start the damn thing yourself!” Ted screamed over the radio.