Something bounced off the catwalk just then. There was no denying the blaster bolt that pinged! for another one to follow right behind it. Shit! Zad darted across the metal, not trying to outrun the bolts but trying to run fast and far enough to hurl himself behind a crate. It was easy to gauge the trajectory of the incoming fire enough to know what side to hide behind.
His partner had gotten the same idea of ‘stay low’. At his query, Zad shrugged as innocently as possible. “I had to get into that container one way or the other! Didn’t have much time to think about it!” He also didn’t have much time to talk about it.
Bolts whizzed by, flanking the crate that he was hugging, and he knew in only moments his attackers would reroute to get a better angle. Some of these thugs were likely already ascending platforms to walk the catwalk. Zad, well, he was in this game to win, and winning meant living, and living meant killing.
His own rifle unslung, the Ranger squeezed the trigger. “I got you!” He shouted across the chaos. It was a twofold meaning. A goon dropped to the ground and would not be getting back up. Tizun would if he wanted to live. “Covering! Go!”
His partner had gotten the same idea of ‘stay low’. At his query, Zad shrugged as innocently as possible. “I had to get into that container one way or the other! Didn’t have much time to think about it!” He also didn’t have much time to talk about it.
Bolts whizzed by, flanking the crate that he was hugging, and he knew in only moments his attackers would reroute to get a better angle. Some of these thugs were likely already ascending platforms to walk the catwalk. Zad, well, he was in this game to win, and winning meant living, and living meant killing.
His own rifle unslung, the Ranger squeezed the trigger. “I got you!” He shouted across the chaos. It was a twofold meaning. A goon dropped to the ground and would not be getting back up. Tizun would if he wanted to live. “Covering! Go!”
@Zigara