Snippet #2579791

Through an eyeglass the world can only be showed through images. Sound made little purpose. In the current situation there were even less purpose for sound. The eyeglass followed the Fire Nation Captain along with the man's scouts. The were heading to Fei Long to get supplies. Good luck. The town was based on trade for its food and medicine. The traders were Earth Kingdom, who were know forbidden to trade in occupied territories. When the garrison fled from the Fire Nation, it took all of the important supplies with it. Now the only thing the town has to its name is that ferry, a basket of fish, and a few large sacks of rice to feed the people. He waited thirty minutes until they were long gone.

The army had no idea that they were camped in a terrible position. The area was a basin with a very gradual slope. Where Qin was at, on top of a hill, a boulder could be angled down to eventually hit the camp going anywhere from thirty to fifty miles an hour, depending on how hard the benders pushed them. Fei Long had sent him five earth benders and thirty militia. A dangerous task getting past their garrison unnoticed, but then again they knew the land better than the garrison. He sent the militia up the road to ambush the enemy captain on his way back. The orders were to kill the beasts they rode with ranged weapons only, then retreat. Qin had to get that guard back for the knife that grazed his shoulder somehow.

Qin and his crew went down to the enemy camp, just outside their line of vision. He made a bird noise, that triggered other agents noise, eventually to the earth benders.

All nine of the earth benders began forcefully pushing the rounded boulders down the hill at various times and at various force. Each boulder would arrive at the camp at different times and at different angles, therefore covering a wide range of ground. There were many already made boulders waiting to be pushed down, many with various sizes. Eventually, after about twenty minutes of exhausting work, they were all rolling down the sloped. The momentum would carry them when they hit flatland.

Qin had been waiting for ten, fifteen minutes when the first boulder came. It had crashed through a tank like it was wood. Then the others followed, creating a path of destruction. The target were the medics. The Shadow Palms had to quickly go in and take them out. The had cover, boulders did good at that. There were even times where they were nearly crushed by a boulder themselves. The soldiers were in such disarray that no one bothered keeping post, just running. They eventually targeted and killed the medics with clear strikes to the heart and throat.

Everything seemed perfect when they were about to leave the camp until Qin heard a scream followed by a roar of fire and a second scream. Qin turned around, a knife in his hand, and threw it behind him without even thinking. Luckily it was stuck in a fire nation officers gut. His friend Song had her face badly burned while Lee, his second in command, lay dead on the ground with a burns all across his back half. "Take Lee back. Now. We can worry about your burns later." Song sucked it up and obeyed, leaving her leader to deal with their attacker.

The attacker was a high ranking officer, perhaps the one in charge of the camp while his captain had left. The knife was in his liver, the very knife that the Fire Nation Captain had thrown at Qin. The man had an agonized look on his face. "Keep pressure on the wound. Who knows? You might be lucky to live." He told the man. He couldn't leave the chance of facing him again though. He took the knife out of the man, putting the enemy's hand on the wound, and then he cut the man's hamstring tendons.

Qin ran back into the darkness. He had lost to much for the night.