"Police come soon," Suzuki said with a strong Taiyou accent, just in time to see helicopter lights scanning the area. Augee pressed his gun to the back of Suzuki's head, getting ready to pull the trigger. But as he saw the lights too, he paused and glanced up for a moment to see the helicopters descending from the clouds with their spotlights scanning the perimeter.
In a moment of silence, Suzuki called out to his comrade. "Mausu! Keikan!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, and then he whipped around, sweeping a leg under himself in rapid succession to knock his captor to the ground. Augee the Archer suddenly lost his balance as his legs folded to Suzuki's sweep kick and he fell backwards, hitting his head on the concrete floor of the garage. Amazingly, he wasn't knocked out, but it stunned the Norseman long enough for the Yakuza hoodlum to get away.
Meanwhile, his partner Takashi and Omar the One-Eye were at a standoff. As the gang leader made his way to one of the armored SUVs, he fired a few more rounds at Omar before jumping in the vehicle. Omar was quick and unhesitant as he ran between two vans. All of Takashi's bullets would miss him by inches as he ran by. That is, all except for the very last bullet which tapped Omar's hip at the last second. Omar would flinch and fall back against the trunk of the seconed armored SUV, resting his head against the back bumper with his hand on his hip as Augee slowly regained himself and limped over to check on him.
Takashi and Suzuki took one last glance back at the injured ghost warriors, smiling cockily before one of them lit a cigarette and they drove away. By now, Augee and Omar could hear the helicopter blades whipping the air around the garage as they dropped down closer to the shop. Just then, they could hear someone from the helicopters yelling Taiyou jibberish over a loud speaker, likely warning them to surrender. Augee grabbed Omar by the arm and helped him to his feet. "You alright?" He asked, having seen him get shot. "I'm alright," Omar said, still wincing. "Get this thing started, will you?" Omar said sarcastically as Augee helped him into the passenger seat before running around to the driver's side. He barely had time to get in and close the door before the police started storming the building with warning shots and tear gas cannisters.
"How do you start this thing?!" Augee yelled, frantically hitting buttons and looking around for starting levers as a squad of police officers jumped out of the transport chopper and started to form a blockade around the auto repair shop, a team of four armed men with gas masks stepping through the shattered glass door at the front of the building. Large heavygunner rounds pierced the roof and ceiling, chipping baseboards and concrete, ripping through the wooden beams and drywall before being deflected by the Norsemen's stolen armored vehicle. Sparks and flashes of pings could be heard and seen from inside the SUV, before finally Augee found a key.
"A key!" He shouted. "What do I do with it?" Omar grimaced and squirmed in his chair, looking down at his hip. Augee continued to look for a way to start the SUV while Omar examined his injury. He lifted his shirt, only to see a black and purple bruise on his hip by his waistline. To his surprise and relief, the bullet had never penetrated his body, but had instead gotten lodged into his seax, embedding itself in the sheath on his belt. All it did was bruise his hip. Omar and Augee would be sore for the next few days. But if they managed to escape from the police, they might live to see another battle.
Suddenly, there was a slight click. Augee slid the key into the ignition and cranked it. Just then, the motor started up and they had horsepower. "Haha!" Augee laughed with a smile, looking at Omar before looking back at the now lit up dashboard. The police were still shooting at them and causing hell for the Yakuza streets, but inside the SUV everything was remarkably quiet, all the noise being muffled by the vehicle's modified armour. The gunshots sounded like ice cubes hitting the doors and windows, and Augee took a moment to study the lights inside the vehicle as if the police weren't even shooting at him.
"Okay, now what do I-" Augee stepped on the gas pedal and suddenly they drove backwards through the wall of the car shop, causing some of the police officers to dive out of the way. "Whoa!" Omar said. "Let's try that again, shall we?" Augee smiled, then shifted gears and threw the SUV into drive. The tires squeeled as they took off down the street, running over a stop sign as they turned the corner. "Where are we going anyway?" Augee asked, glancing up at his rearview mirror only to see half a dozen vehicles with flashing lights behind him. "Go there," Omar said, pointing up to the Seburo Industries billboard as they passed it. If the Norsemen wanted to get back to their kingdom, they would need some better weapons. Augee hit the gas and sped up down the road as the cop cars fell behind. "Look, they are slowing down. They are not following, we might just ma-" One of the attack helicopters dropped down in front of them with a spotlight pointed at the windshield. "Oh shit!" Two rotary guns started spinning, and suddenly there were hundreds of rounds being hailed directly at the grill of their vehicle. Augee whipped a left turn and drove through a narrow alleyway between two project apartment buildings. "We have to find cover" Omar said, taking the opportunity to reload all of their weapons and get prepared.
In a moment of silence, Suzuki called out to his comrade. "Mausu! Keikan!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, and then he whipped around, sweeping a leg under himself in rapid succession to knock his captor to the ground. Augee the Archer suddenly lost his balance as his legs folded to Suzuki's sweep kick and he fell backwards, hitting his head on the concrete floor of the garage. Amazingly, he wasn't knocked out, but it stunned the Norseman long enough for the Yakuza hoodlum to get away.
Meanwhile, his partner Takashi and Omar the One-Eye were at a standoff. As the gang leader made his way to one of the armored SUVs, he fired a few more rounds at Omar before jumping in the vehicle. Omar was quick and unhesitant as he ran between two vans. All of Takashi's bullets would miss him by inches as he ran by. That is, all except for the very last bullet which tapped Omar's hip at the last second. Omar would flinch and fall back against the trunk of the seconed armored SUV, resting his head against the back bumper with his hand on his hip as Augee slowly regained himself and limped over to check on him.
Takashi and Suzuki took one last glance back at the injured ghost warriors, smiling cockily before one of them lit a cigarette and they drove away. By now, Augee and Omar could hear the helicopter blades whipping the air around the garage as they dropped down closer to the shop. Just then, they could hear someone from the helicopters yelling Taiyou jibberish over a loud speaker, likely warning them to surrender. Augee grabbed Omar by the arm and helped him to his feet. "You alright?" He asked, having seen him get shot. "I'm alright," Omar said, still wincing. "Get this thing started, will you?" Omar said sarcastically as Augee helped him into the passenger seat before running around to the driver's side. He barely had time to get in and close the door before the police started storming the building with warning shots and tear gas cannisters.
"How do you start this thing?!" Augee yelled, frantically hitting buttons and looking around for starting levers as a squad of police officers jumped out of the transport chopper and started to form a blockade around the auto repair shop, a team of four armed men with gas masks stepping through the shattered glass door at the front of the building. Large heavygunner rounds pierced the roof and ceiling, chipping baseboards and concrete, ripping through the wooden beams and drywall before being deflected by the Norsemen's stolen armored vehicle. Sparks and flashes of pings could be heard and seen from inside the SUV, before finally Augee found a key.
"A key!" He shouted. "What do I do with it?" Omar grimaced and squirmed in his chair, looking down at his hip. Augee continued to look for a way to start the SUV while Omar examined his injury. He lifted his shirt, only to see a black and purple bruise on his hip by his waistline. To his surprise and relief, the bullet had never penetrated his body, but had instead gotten lodged into his seax, embedding itself in the sheath on his belt. All it did was bruise his hip. Omar and Augee would be sore for the next few days. But if they managed to escape from the police, they might live to see another battle.
Suddenly, there was a slight click. Augee slid the key into the ignition and cranked it. Just then, the motor started up and they had horsepower. "Haha!" Augee laughed with a smile, looking at Omar before looking back at the now lit up dashboard. The police were still shooting at them and causing hell for the Yakuza streets, but inside the SUV everything was remarkably quiet, all the noise being muffled by the vehicle's modified armour. The gunshots sounded like ice cubes hitting the doors and windows, and Augee took a moment to study the lights inside the vehicle as if the police weren't even shooting at him.
"Okay, now what do I-" Augee stepped on the gas pedal and suddenly they drove backwards through the wall of the car shop, causing some of the police officers to dive out of the way. "Whoa!" Omar said. "Let's try that again, shall we?" Augee smiled, then shifted gears and threw the SUV into drive. The tires squeeled as they took off down the street, running over a stop sign as they turned the corner. "Where are we going anyway?" Augee asked, glancing up at his rearview mirror only to see half a dozen vehicles with flashing lights behind him. "Go there," Omar said, pointing up to the Seburo Industries billboard as they passed it. If the Norsemen wanted to get back to their kingdom, they would need some better weapons. Augee hit the gas and sped up down the road as the cop cars fell behind. "Look, they are slowing down. They are not following, we might just ma-" One of the attack helicopters dropped down in front of them with a spotlight pointed at the windshield. "Oh shit!" Two rotary guns started spinning, and suddenly there were hundreds of rounds being hailed directly at the grill of their vehicle. Augee whipped a left turn and drove through a narrow alleyway between two project apartment buildings. "We have to find cover" Omar said, taking the opportunity to reload all of their weapons and get prepared.