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“Crazy is like crazy does is what my father used to say, sir. Those pirates know that if we win this battle they face prison or death. We have the authority to just space them for being pirates. What do they have to lose?”
“It goes against everything that I believe in, but OK. Give orders to shoot first: armed or unarmed shoot to kill, because you do have a point, it’s the death penalty for them anyway.”
One of the message runners knocked on the door. “Sirs? We need you. Something is happening at the forward location.”
The Captain waved at the Marine lieutenant, “Go, go. It’s you they want. I will be here to watch over things.”
Kinno followed the runner out the door and ran up the corridor: things were about to get hairy.
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At Reuben’s direction two of the largest pirates in the clan, the Medved brothers, unpacked the rocket launcher and a antique looking machine gun. Ivan and Issac were from the Russ Colony. That colony had failed and only a few hundred of its scattered colonists remained there. The two men had deep guttural accents gained from living ‘rough’ in the dangerous wastelands of their former colony world. With long, matted hair dangling from their shoulders, they dragged the guns into position. How they ended up in the Bad Penny clan was a mystery. The rumors about them were many. Most claimed that they were cannibals. This was said because they braided their big, bushy beards with finger bones and bits of cloth like souvenirs.
The other pirates watched as Reuben put his ‘game face’ on. Reuben was close to the top of the Galaxy’s wanted list, a wanted fugitive on 30 colony worlds. Reuben aka Mickey, aka Dr Skull, aka Doom was a master in the art of face makeup, quickly turning his already scary features to those of a grinning skull.
Reuben made a pumping motion with his arms and yelled, “Bring them forward and chain them to the guns!” Several beaten and bloody navy crew members were shoved forward. With their arms tied behind them they could only stumble and walk unsteadily forward. Pirates held guns on them as they continued to push them forward. The prisoners were chained to the front of the big guns as human shields.
With the guns now ready and set up, small support crews moved forward to assist the Medveds. Ammunition was brought out and the brothers opened fire.
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“Do we know who they are?” Lieutenant Mutai asked quietly as he watched the men being chained down.
“Yes, sir. It’s Maurice and Dale from the quartermasters office. I don’t know their last names.”
“The only thing worse than pirates, is smart pirates. We will have to kill out own men to take out those guns. If we don’t take out the guns, this fight is over before it begins! Damn it! Those mkundu’s” He looked at the former cooks assistant turned sniper. “Can you hit the pirate gunners without killing our men?”
The cook gazed at the pirates through the scope of his rifle. “Not really, sir. I might hit one of them by accident.”
“Take this message back to Captain Pigot. Inform him of the situation. Tell him that we have no choice, that once they start firing we Will have to kill some of our own people.” The Marine Lieutenant sent the runner back to base.
The sudden whoosh of the rocket attack shocked the lieutenant. The bulkhead defense wall shuddered and shook as the first rocket hit. The explosion blew bits of shrapnel and wall dozens of feet in all directions. Several of the men using the wall as cover were peppered by the bits of metal. One of the former cooks cried out as he clutched his hand to his now bleeding eye. Another explosion knocked the Marine off his feet. The wall could not take too much more.
“I can’t wait on the Captain to decide. Take the shot!” As he said that another rocket hit, penetrating the wall and exploding. The body of the sniper