Shazam had been walking around and enless maze of caverns for quite some time now.  He was careful to keep retracing his steps when he hit a dead end though.  Mirror room, he continued to think to himself. 
    He reached another dead end and started heading back, this place had been man made for a reason.  Maybe he wasn't supposed to be here...  No?  Oh well, he'd already walked nearly a mile and a half from his fighter, he wasn't in the mood to walk back, and he'd come this far, might as well resume.  Just then, he spotted something glimmering on the ceiling.  It was a fine glowing white paste that had a single line leading in all sorts of directions.  He decided he'd follow the line, not even bothering to trace his steps this time. 
    Once he reached the end of the line, on large carved out entry way remained...  He stepped inside...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

    A wall...  What the hell...  He came all this way to reach a damned dead-end.  Oh hell no, he thought to himself.  Shazam sat there for a moment, a bit dazed at the prospect of doing all of the maze hunting for nothing.  While he was pitying himself, he noticed that there were markings on the wall. 
    He got up clumsilly, then stumbled over to the wall to run his fingers across them.  They were arrows...  Kay...  The different lines pointed in all sorts of directions but all seemed to be on a horizon. 
    Shazam pushed down on the first arrow, feeling it go in deeper into the wall.  Then there was a beep.  But from where?  He looked around and saw nothing though.  This is how I'm going to spend the rest of my life, Shazam said to himself.  Another puzzle...  He was going to be there for a while...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(Then Chip pushed his secret red button and all of the A-wing pilots got three spankings from an invisable pattel...  Lol.)


    It took him about an hour and a half of stupid puzzle solving, trying all of the possible orders, he finally managed to reach the right one.  A wall to his left turned sideways, revealing a long corridor. 
    Shazam took it upon himself to follow the path and see what was at the end of it.  He'd seen just about everything now, why not go a little further?...
    He walked down about thirty feet until he reached a jagged turn, he was no longer being careful of where he was going though.  He knew the way back to his starviper, but yet he felt as if he were going to get lost no matter what. 
    Finally getting around the corner, he reached a long corridor with white plate walls that ended with a door.  Shazam's eyebrow lifted with surprise, this was the first real piece of technolidgy he'd seen since his own starcraft.  He had his duel pistols at his side like always, and his rifle just in case.  He thought he'd hold onto them just in case, crap happens, he had thought to himself. 
    Un-holstering his right duel pistol, he took a few cautious steps forward, then started walking casually...  Soon, he had reached the door were it suddenly slid open.  More white corridors appeared, this place was a more than current technolodgy he thought to himself, noticing a check-in monitor on his right.  He walked over to it, replacing his gun at his hip, and put his finger on the pressure curser.  The series of different names came up along with a password box...  Intriguing.  He ripped a piece of the white plate out from underneath the computer, then went to work on the wires...  His Uncle Herme's had been an expert at hotwiring things, thus it was often times Shazam's duty to hotwire anything in sight.

 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(Feel like linking our two stories, Daishi?)

    It hadn't taken Shazam long at all to hot wire the little monitor and skip through the codes.  The door that had been to his right suddenly slid open to shott hallway with three doors, one on each wall.  These ones had no codes to enter, so Shazam walked up to the one on the right wall.  Blaster in hand, he creaked the door ajar, peering into the little room. 
    The room was simple white, one bench, only one escape.  A prison cell...  What the hell...  This planet's controlled by the rebels correct?  That can't be, he thought as little questions formed in his brain.
    He turned his head, and quietly shut the little door.  Then turning to his left, he found another cell.  Double cells...  I don't think i've come all this way for cells, he thought.  Feeling a bit more sneaky, he opened ajar the next door.  In this room was a desk with two hallways receding into the back.  At the desk was a pale man with a...  Rebel Insigna?  What the hell.  Charging through the door, he shot the man in the forehead with his blaster, the man didn't even get the chance to scream.  Running behind the desk to find several small monitors, he quickly found the map of the place.  This was some kind of hidden instalation...  We have control of the planet, but they're sneaking up on our asses as we speak.  He had to warn the fleet. 
    Looking at the map, he found prisoner holding center.  That means imperials...  Hrm.  Maybe I can release them, he thought to himself.  Radical thoughts suddenly stared interjecting.  What If I can create a force to take this place out.  He shrugged.  Looking down at the map, he found "Control Center.'  That's where I'm going, he said to himself..
    Without even thinking, he took his duel pistols and put them straight in front of him, then started running down the hall.  Reaching door of the control room he found himself at another three door intercection.  No one was aware that he was here yet...  Hrm.  Turning to the door on his right he sent his leg flying, then simotaneously to the left.  The easy doors flew open revealing several rebels at monitors checking scematics.  Making sure not to let anyone get to the alarm, Shazam pointed one pistol in each opposite side.  Letting out a burst of laser fire in each direction, men tumbled to thier knee's at the unexpected visitors entrance.  One man gasped as he got two bolts in the chest, his lungs ceasing to funtion in his chest.  Time to explore...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

    Feeling the rush, Shazam tramped down a nearby stairwell...  The alarm had gone off after he'd headed for the control room...
    As he reached the end of the stairwell, two men in blue uniforms formed at the bottom of the stairs.  Shazam slid onto the railing and pulled out his duel pistols.  (Super Man time) he thought to himself...  The two guns acted as an alternating force of death against the rebels.  Their body's were flung aside by some incoming bolts from down the hall.  Once he reached the end of the railing, he slid onto the floor, rolling once he had reached the groud.  More lasers whizzed by as he rolled behind the corner to the hallway.  Holding one arm out, he let out four quick shots, then allowed his right leg into the hallway, and collapsed his body over it, forcing him to roll directly into the middle of the hall.  He sat on his shins firing down the hallway at incoming troops.  For some reason or another, they felt they had to run into his laser bolts, not only that they made good time of it, saving him firepower and energy.
    Pushing up off one of his knee's he allowed himself to stand and get into grapling range of one of the neary by rebel rangers.  He holstered his guns so quickly that he would have sworn his eye's were playing tricks on him.  The second his hands were back up, on leg was behind the rebel and Shazam's right arm already had hold of the enemy weapon.  Using his other arm to clutch the man's wrist, Shazam quickly unlocked the grip of the poor man, then brought his left arm around his head and smacked him over his leg, forcing him to spiral down another stairwell nearyby.  Looking to his left as another man ran through an entry way, Shazam's leg flew up and his foot met his face.  The collision was dead on and forced the man into unconciousness, making him a dead object in the battle.
    Shazam ran through the door so many men had been killed in, and found a balcony about seven feet over the railing. He was standing about four feet higher than the balcony though, so he made a safe judgement and jumped for it.  Once he easilly jumped the railing onto the little platform, men formed in the doorway he had just been at, firing at will attempting to capture him.  Shazam no longer had any idea where or what he was doing...  It was more or less a kill everybody or die trying sceme at the moment. 
    Consulting a nearby directive sign, he led himself to the nearest exit.  This place was a mad house of itchy trigger rebels.  His duel pistols easilly outdid thier rifles. 
    Reaching the exit, he smashed his leg into the door at a full sprint, forcing it free of contraints and sending him right into a wide open area of forest.  Two men sat patrol on each side of them...  Each in surprise. 
    Shazam felt like some Rambo superstar as he tumbled into the grass, one gun facing opposite directions like an earlier stunt he'd pulled.  The gun's let of deadly burst and held true until punishing thier targets...  Now...  Time to worn the fleet...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(OOC: Blah, I just noticed your post at the top of the page... What the fudge is that?)

      Chip was frantically trying to dodge the A-wings on his tail when an assault gunboat popped out of hyperspace. Yes, reenforcements! That was something the VE needed badly here... Wait a minute, there was only one. Where were the others?

      "This is Kaph 3-1 to newly arrived gunboat. How many guys are they sending us? Please say many..."

      "This is Rear Admiral Daishi, and I'm the only one coming."

      Crap! No more buddies! This was going to get a little rough... Chip dodged another bolt, and saw with dissmay that some X-wings seemed to be heading for the admiral. Hmm, Chip had gotten a double promotion the last time he had saved Daishi's skin, perhaps it would happen again? Besides, there was nothing Chip could do here to fight the transports, as he was spending all his time dodging A-wings. Maybe Chip might even be able to loose a few in the atmosphere...

      He barrel-rolled once, then threw the HLAF into a steep dive for the surface. "Admiral, sir, you've got boggies on your tail. Recomend evasive until I can take care of 'em for you."
 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

[OOC:  Allright let's see what fun we can have.  I'm feeling like a cliff hanger tonight.  /OOC]

Daishi checked his approach and then began checking the local frequencies to see which ones were jammed and which were open.  So far all the short range intra-system frequencies appeared open.

What ever was happening here the rebels didn't mind if the barely existant imperial garrison and VEN squadron could talk to each other as long as they couldn't talk to anyone outside the system.

Daishi's eye caught an unusual shape in the hills ahead of his craft.  The roll in one of the foot hills was too symetrical to be natural.  Not to mention the grass on one side was artifical.

This meant only one thing, ambush.  Now things were begining to make sense.  The ease of intercepting the invasion communications, the out of system TIE Interceptors, and the jamming.  The rebels were hoping to lure the only squad left in the VEN with any lifeblood left in it to it's doom.  Heck the transports were probably actually carrying more supplies than troops.

If they succeded the morale in the VEN would be so devastated and so few trained pilots would be left that the New Republic could easily waltz over the VE if they wanted.

Daishi felt the old rage boil that had driven him through many battles before.  It was time to make the New Republic pay deerly with this plan of thiers.

Seeing some caves near the fake hill that Daishi was guessing was a hanger exit, he began an approach pattern.

There were certainly hidden emplacement to shoot down fighters but they wouldn't reveal thier position until more of the squad was in range, no reason to spoil the suprise on one pilot and alert the rest of the squadron they hoped to destroy.

Daishi landed and grabbed his gear out of the cargo compartment.  He knew he'd be going into a dangerous situation and his rifle and explosives would be handy.

Using the thermal sights built into the visor of his VMCA Daishi checked for perimeter sensors and found a few more then he expected.

Once again only being one man would keep the rebels from acting rashly.

Switching back to normal view Daishi began his march toward one of the caves.  No doubt one would lead him into the complex below.

The cave Daishi chose seemed endless as he dragged a piece of thermal chalk along the wall so he could find his way back in the dark if he had to.  Finaly Daishi came to a section that had been smoothed by tools.

Checking through his data cards of known base architectures Daishi moved slowly forward.  Somewhere ahead of him there would be a door into the complex.

The sound of the polymer material of Daishi's gloves running along stone changed to the familar sound of rubbing along metal.

Daishi turned to face the wall and followed along until he found the door.  Trying it he found it to be locked.

Subtle of direct was the question.  Well he would have chosen subtle if he had brought along a tool kit but since all he had were rations, medical suplies, explosives, and his double barreled blaster rifle there was only one way the door was going to open without having to wait for a rebel to come out.

Setting the charge Daishi waited a safe distance away with detonation trigger in one hand and his rifle in the other.  All hell was about to break out where he was...
 
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RA(U) Daishi COSOS
"If we had all knowladge then why would we seek what we already know and if we had no knowladge then how could we even ask the question?"  Plato
"Indeceant exposure is fun." Sonatina
"There are at least three sides to any situation." Me

[OOC:  Que The Genocide Song from Trigun.  /OOC]

Daishi felt the ground rock as he triggered the explosive.

"Has someone decided to play a practical joke on me?"  Daishi muttered to himself as he regained his footing.

The hallway was strangely empty but Daishi knew soon enough it would be buzzing with security and technical personel.  Right about now Daishi was wishing he had brought the Timbique Edition Zues as well, but the blaster would have to do.

Nothing to do but go in and investigate.

Daishi rushed through the door and checked his path to be clear.

For a trip to the goverment center to find out what was going on Daishi was a bit off course but somehow knew he was getting farther then he would if he'd gone where he intendid.

"LOOK IT"S HIM!"  A rather startled look on a security officer's face confronted Daishi as he rounded a corner.

"Great something else that I'll get blamed for that I didn't do."  Daishi muttered as he started pulling the trigger in a rapid yet deliberate show of marksmanship.

The confined hallway didn't leave much room for the patrol to dodge the sudden onslaught of stun bolts.  Daishi had decided he'd need information so he'd left them alive for now.

Looking for a nearby room to begin the interogation procedures Daishi found a nice storage room that seemed mostly intact from the explosion.

Draging the last victim in the area Daishi checked over thier rank insignias and chose the leader of the patrol, a soon to be rather unfortunate captain.

Daishi set to binding him to a scaffold that previously contained what looked like cleaning supplies.

After mixing a few chemicals together for his purposes the next step was to revive the man.

"Good morning Captain.  I believe you are aware of who I am and my reputation for getting what I want.  You willl tell me what this base is here to protect and the layout of this base.  Time is an issue so I'm just going to have to improvise with what I have on hand."  Daishi said as he removed the uper body coverings of the officer with a knife.

"Indeed I do and I know I am dead either way so you might as well piss off."  The captain spat back.

"Allright skip the layout I guess the diagrams I have on file will have to suffice until I can find a match, but as for what you are protecting, I must find that out."  Daishi said as he picked up a small squirt bottle and sprayed the back of the captain with corrosive chemicals.

Daishi took the knife then scratched a huge X across the man's back.

"I don't have time for this.  No one would go to all this trouble just for this poorly executed of an ambush.  Now tell me what I want to or I'll just go on to one of your men, odds are that one of them won't have the guts to die rather then tell me what I want to know."  Daishi said as he dripped chemical on the captains hands and watched it trickle down to his shoulders burning flesh the whole way.

"You *censored for your pleasure* bastard.  We're here to protect a starfighter factory.  Happy?"  The captain weakly answered.

Daishi had gambled that he'd gotten one of the few officers in the NR that gave more of a damn about thier men then themselves and it had paid off.

Daishi knew the Interceptors had come from outside sources but he hadn't considered the posibility that they had come from this planet directly.

"Time to make your garrison burn el capitane."  Daishi hummed as he exeted the room leaving the man hanging there covered in chemical burns.

Master, a former Fallen Angel under his command, once had told him that even normal people could sucumb to the dark side of life, but Daishi had known that there is a dark aspect to everyoneto anyone.  His just told him there was only one rule in conflict: WIN.

The main difference between him and Kuroishi had been that what they considered neccessary to achieve victory.  Daishi was more willing to let his opponent walk away defeated from a battlefield then make it his enemies grave, this time however he didn't see much of a chance of doing that without some serious back up that was imposible to summon with the current jamming conditions.

"Let's dance."  Daishi muttered to himself as he set his rifle back to kill.

[OOC:  Drat too tired to finish my train of thought, oh well.  /OOC]
 
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RA(U) Daishi COSOS
"If we had all knowladge then why would we seek what we already know and if we had no knowladge then how could we even ask the question?"  Plato
"Indeceant exposure is fun." Sonatina
"There are at least three sides to any situation." Me

(Sounds fine to me...  I beleive that me and Daishi are going to be meeting in one of these post real soon anyways...  Que Vash's theme for me.  That's a real good song btw...)


    Shazam dove into a building for cover; bricks from the building were hailing down on the surrounding area.  Apparently, the fumes had really caught hold of the fire, imploded, then exploded.  Debris was still showering the area when the alarm finally went off.  Atleast I still have my little cruiser here, he thought eying the little transport.  Suddenly a load of bricks came crashing through the engine's hood.  He dropped his head in dismay, and swore silently. 
    Shall we look at this conservativelly?  Shazam's eyebrows raised for a moment...  He unholstered his pistols and started running towards the nearest dead guy, being careful not to be clipped by a brick.  Finding an unfortunet Leautinet with dark brown hair and a puppet face, he looked in his pockets for identification cards.  He was soon satisfied upon finding a white card with some kind of bar code outlining one of the sides.  Shazam slipped it into his pocket, and removing some of his own imperial insigna's, put them in his pockets as well.  He didn't want to look either imperial or rebel.  Not even pedestrian.  He did not exist, he told himself.
    Stealing some of some the officers medals and identifaction certificates attached to him, he slipped those into the bottom of one of his holsters, then replaced his pistols.  He sprinted back to the side of one of the building walls.  Bricks were still falling in chaos around him, one wiffed a man in the face, taking him clean off his feat and sending him into paralysis.  Shazam hadn't actually thought of the fallout when he had decided to go on ahead and blow something up.  It was more of a gut instinct. 
    Running through one of the nearest doors, he kept a good jog, now pistols out again.  He just felt like shooting at stuff at the moment.  So he jogged down the hallways, shooting at a person everyonce in a while, then slipping by others, passing himself off as a Leautinent, and walking into rooms only to reveal himself, and capture.  Shazam was starting to enjoy that, classical music of Tendanza, one of the towns he had become aquainted with in his smuggling years, in his head at all times.  Conservative, he thought to himself.  Then smiled.  Suddenly, bolts were all around him, and he had a new opponet with him.  Very quick. 
    Shazam dove around a corner to escape the fire...  Who was this guy?  Whoever it was, seemed to think that he could drag Shazam out by saying stuff like," I don't have much time, but you do.  Now come out, or your little friend with the red ears is going to be riding the express pain train..." 
    Althoght they wern't his men, Shazam had an urge to find this guy and beat the hell out of him...  "Why you..."  And Shazam dove around the coner again...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(I know Chip want's to get a bit of the story in as well, so we'll let him get into our little bit before we run off and warn the fleet...  Until then, waste as much time as you can blowing people to bits...  Shouldn't be two hard if we've got some machine guns...)

    Shazam shrugged off the familier feeling of being the hero without the credit, and spud his blaster in his hand.  He was a bit anxious to get through this garrison, that is IF...  Then he notced Daishi staring at something in the distance.  Shazam followed his line of sight to find the sorce of his concentration.

    A large wall, well constructed with four heavy repeating tripod guns.  They sat there inocently, but on the great wall, they seemed to gleam in the sunlight, simply making them the luminous items in the dark dreary battle field.  It was a sign, Shazam told himself.  Daishi knew all two well that if they could get to those guns, they might be able to hold off the Rebel garrison long enough to warn Kaph Squadron of thier impending doom.  There were two skywalks leading towards the wall, silohetted in the sunlight, making them seem as if the seperate paths were meant to be taken. 

    Shazam had already figured their odds of getting through the rebel garrison if they simply jumped in there, even two well armed and far better athletic abilities could not take on a rebel force of twenty or thirty...  Well, they could.  But there would have to be a lot of objects in the way of all that spare fire, and the room the were about to head into was little more than a echo area. 

    Shazam looked down at the weapons Daishi was carrying...  "We're taking that wall..."
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(While we're still waiting, get us into the kitchen Daishi.  I think we could have an interesting adventure trying to get provisions for the main battle coming up.  Maybe some more weapons as well.  Like we could get some cooking oil and turn it into a flame thrower.  Lol.)   

    Shazam's eyebrow lifted as Daishi continued to drop charges all around him.  Is he trying to break away the skywalks?  Shazam shrugged and turned his attention to the pursuing rebels.  He had his duel pistols out, alernating fire they acted as sufficiantly as Daishi's repeater.  Making quick work of his enemies...
    Shazam started to think fast though, the end of the skywalk wasn't far and he had some gain on Daishi...  He would have to disable or block the path to the armed wall.  The two skywalks appeared to be one of the only ways there, that is besides of course the way of coming in throught the building.  Luckilly, Shazam had already taken care of any fighter coverage, and if the two of them could warn the fleet, they might just save this mission.  This brought a slight grin to his face, but he continued to think on the run.
    Studying the skywalk, he realized it was a large connection of steel V's melded together to created a good support from underneath.  On the sides long bars went all they way across...  They really thought about this stuff When they made it.  Obviously, he couldn't get rid of the skywalk...  But he could block it.  There were glass doors at the end of the hallways, blaster proof, but could be eaisilly taken down.  The place was bomb proof, but that made it all the better for blocking an entrance...
    Shazam took a look around as he reached the end of the skywalk, he was still firing down the hallway, and Daishi was almost to the end of his skywalk as well.  They would have to detonate those bombs before anything else... 
    As if on cue, Daishi reached the end of the skywalk, and was slightly winded; he only had a few more detonatating devices.  Daishi rolled behind the intercection of the two skywalks, and pressed his detonator for the set bombs.  Shazam taking a glance around his own corner saw a sudden line of fire erupt in the Hallways.  Daishi lept up and closed the doors before the smoke could reach it.  Shazam fired a few quick burst then shut his two doors in turn.  The two of them looked at eachother, astonished at what they had accomplished so far. 
    "We'd better find somethig to block these doors.  Hold the place steady..." Shazam exhaled.
    "How bout this here ceiling?" Daishi mustered.  Shazam glanced up and noticed the rock ceiling.  A blast from one of these detonations would certainly do some damage.
    "M'kay."
    "Alright..."
    Shazam kind of limped over to the other wall and rested again.  He looked through the glass windows and saw pure darkness.  Pure blackness in one area, while bright and shiny out the other window...  Shazam smiled gleefully, even if they wanted to take one of those entrances, there was so much smoke, no normal foot soldier would be able to make his way up.  Never the less, they would block the doors. 
    Once Daishi had set the charges, the two of them limped away, to safety down the next corridor.  Now at a distance, Daishi detonated the bomb, and the two of them rushed to the closest doors so they could shut them.  The ventalation was very bad in this room, but Daishi and Shazam had a fine view of the destruction they had cause.  From this room they could see both the first two skywalks they had dismantled, and now the mess of rocks milling throught the ceiling, blocking the entrance indefinetly.  Soon the rest of the ceiling completelly collapsed and the entire room was of dust and rock.  One exit down...  Suddenly, Shazam thought of something...  They might need some provisions...  Maybe a visit to the kitchen would be good...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(  I learned this little part in one of our science class things...  Lol...  Spagetti wouldn't be the first thing I'd get after a battle...  Probably some...)


    Icecream!  When he had seen it in the freezer his jaw dropped.  He hadn't had ice cream since he was a kid!  He removed the Rainbow Serbert (bear with me) and immedietly searched for a utensil.  Finding some kind of metalic figure, he took a big bite from the Ice Cream.  So good... 
    While Dai continued to eat his spagetti, Shazam searched for his own chemical devices.
    Ahh...  Chemical warfare...  The best.  Shazam sorted through the pantry and found a few of his favorite household items.  He picked out a few of the high octane chemical canistors, and started devising which would make the best for gasses.  His first impression was to grab pam and some vanilla...  But what the hell was so special about Pam?  Shazam searched further still...  He came to a crate entilted, Patacium.  Bananas?  No...  Real patacium, the good stuff, he thought. 
    Somewhere he had learned about a chemical reaction to weather, so he might as well try it he thought.  Finding some old salt containers, he put some of the pure patacium at the top, then cut nearly all the way through the container, but leavin a little bit on opposite sides connected.  Then he slide a peice of cut out plastic in between then poured fresh water on top, the water seperated from the patacium.
    Shazam continued to make a few of those little bombs, but got tired of it after about five or so.  So, he decided on a stronger course of action. 
    "Hey Dai, I'm ganna need you to help me lift this crate over onto that cart." So it was done, then Shazam took a large container, about the size of a small filing cabinet.  He lifted it to the sink, filled it with water, then both Dai and Shazam carried it onto the cart.  The cart had the basic peramitors of an average door, but held both of the containers pretty okay.  Sealing the container with an oversized plastic lid, he moved the cart to the door.
    "What the hell are we ganna do with this?" Dai finally said... 
    "Well, you'll see...  Better grab that rope over there..."

(Let me use my products.  I say we try and escort this stuff across to the wall, the we use it as a booby trap, but we use our series of new equipment to protect us along the way...  Yes?  No?  Do what you want with it.  We have many options...)
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(I've learned that lesson hundreds of times...  After every story post, always push Ctrl+C...  Always...)
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

(My brother Joe is a big time track/cross crountry runner, and all he eats is pasta during the season.  I could give you a history lesson about how he got the name Flash Money, then I got Flash Money Jr...  But I have a story to post...  So might as well get to the esplosions...)


    So there they were, two imperials in a Rebel outpost, stocked with rations and a cart full of potentially explosive food. 
    The rebels hadn't even tried to go through the end that Shazam and Dai had bothered to block off, instead they were trying to quarintine the area, not demolishing it though.  Apparently, they thought they could salvage the kitched and the rest of the building.  Other wise, there wasn't really much going on up in the skywalks.  The glass couldn't be tampered with by mere explosives so, they were simply trying to get to them using different exits. 
    Dai's new plan had been to section themselves off before getting to the wall, that way they might have a place to return to if they fail.  This plan seemed to fit okay, so Shazam took his explosive food products and made his way down to the far exit, probably the only  one left, that is of course beside the wall.  But the wall would need scaling, and it was a dangerous task getting in because of all the booby traps Dai had decided to think up. 
    So, Shazam would block the exits and Dai would set the booby traps.  What they had acomlished in their primary goal...  Close to nothing.  In fact, they hadn't even bothered to look for a com unit.  But of course, being the forgetful imperials they were, Shazam and Dai came onto this realization and quickly started to search for any sign of a com station.  Dai had gone all the way back to the kitchen, but they only had a communications set that would send and receive to the ballroom underneath.
    "Didn't we build any communications here?" Dai queeried...  The answer was simple...  The communications were probably in the factory that they were protecting, or in the command center that the two of them were about to protect.  Yes, the wall was the wall to the command center.  Thus the guns and the kitchen.  Dai had been clever enough to figure that the entire place was in a web.  And yet they didn't have any walkways besides the ones that the two of them were controlling. 
    Shazam carted the remaining water and patacium to the lift, taking them up one level.  Then rolled the cart all the way down the walkway towards the command center.  The door was blocked off, blast doors and all.  Shazam glanced to the side and looked out the window.  Cruisers and speeders lay spread out, patrol with guns pointing at all angles...  Appanently, they had caused a ruckess...  Shazam shrugged and made his way to the blast door.  Dai was waiting about half a block back with his weapons. 
    Shazam pulled the container of water of the cart, spilling a bit, and laid it against the wall next to the blast door.  Then, Shazam took his rope and tied it to the crate of patacium.  He tied a knot around the corner of one end, and then rapped the rope once around, so it held the opening closed.  Then he took some small rivets he had recovered near the first two intercepting skywalks and nailed them into the ceiling.  The ceinling had one layer of thick plasterish substance, then the next was pure steel.  The rivets sat there, and Shazam tied a knot around each with the remainder of a five foot rope.  Now there was a triangular shape hanging from the ceiling, or atleast thats what it looked like with the rope.  Shazam attatched the crate to this little invention of his, and let it hang above the water. 
    The crate was held there, but the lid was only being held by a single thread.  Shazam rushed back to Daishi and said he was finished. 
    "We'd better get a bit farther back, Shazam said," Dai eyed him wearilly.  They went back about twenty feet, and Dai pulled out his gun.  They were about a block away from the contraption now, but Dai acted as if it were mere feet.  Carefully placing his rifle against the ground, he lay across the floor.  He took careful aim...  Then fired!
    The bolt flew across the room, and hit the slither of a rope that was holding the lid down, the the lid flew open.  It swung there, the contents still inside.  Shazam and Daishi looked at eachother.  He gave him a look like,"Real smooth..."
    But just then, a vanilla colored substance dropped out in a large clump.  Suddenly, there was a bang, and the chemical reaction went off, finding it had very little space to explode.  Its pressure was being forced against the wall, and forced the door off its holding.  The little bomb didn't penetrate the door, it simply removed it.
    Water and a foul smell remained...  But the door was cleared!  Now all they had to worry about were the imcoming rebels befor they got to the wall...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

      Chip brought his HLAF in close to the wreckage of the hangar, trying to figure out what had caused the massive explosion. Unfortunately, things had been so badly burned as to be unrecognizable. Hmm. Didn't Shazam say something about going to check out the surface? Maybe he was around somewhere? Chip switched his comunications system to use their comlink channel.

      "Shazam? You out there anywhere? This is Chip, pick up!"

      "Chip! Hey, Admiral Daishi and I are in this Rebel building, and we could kind of use a hand if you can get in here, and then we need..."

      Chip cut him off. "Rebel building? What are you talking about? This is an Imperial planet, that's why we're defending it!"

      "No, no!" Shazam quickly filled Chip in on the Rebels.

      "Well, I'll tell you what. That would explain the many idiots banging on the doors of that building over there. I'll be over in just a minute."

      Chip brought his fighter around to the left, and slowly began lining up a shot. Chip hated atmospheric flying, but it was so much fun to fry little idiots on the ground with his big fighter cannons! It reminded him of using artillery guns to swat flies. Heh, this was going to be fun! Alright, just about ready...

      One of the Rebels realized what Chip was doing, turned around, and tried to use his dinky little blaster. It did no good. Chip opened fire with his laser cannons, and the skywalks the rebs were standing on disintigrated, all the little morons getting cooked through to the bone. Granted, it would stink like burnt hair and flesh over there now, but it meant about 14 fewer smack-heads in the galaxy.

      He brought the HLAF into a decent enough landing by the building, only then realizing that he had just fried the skywalks leading to the doors. "Great, now how do I get in?"
 
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