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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4974368" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Owlshead Mountain: Conclusion</strong></p><p></p><p>The agents stepped out of the mound. As soon as Hammer left the mound entrance, his cistron crackled.</p><p></p><p> "—forget it, leave them! Wherever they are they must have cleared the area—Wait! Sprague’s team is still down there!”</p><p></p><p>Hammer looked around. He could make out two agents standing at the base of a quietly whirring matte black Bell Helicopter 206B JetRanger III. Another sat in the center of the helicopter manning a heavy machinegun, while a fourth was in the pilot seat. </p><p></p><p>"This is Agent Hammer, who the hell—"</p><p></p><p>“This is Agent Bremmer to team leader! Get the hell out of there!”</p><p></p><p>"Oh great," said Jim-Bean. "It's the BLACK FLAG team to the rescue."</p><p></p><p>Agent Walach waved them towards the helicopter. “The thing seems drawn to that mound you came out of, so we’re using it as a lure! This place is set to blow a minute after it trips the motion sensors along the perimeter…”</p><p></p><p>Suddenly a series of high pitch tweets lit up on Walach's cistron. "Ah $#!T."</p><p></p><p>Walach gurgled up blood as a tentacle burst through his torso. He wheezed, staring down in disbelief at the waving tentacle jutting from the center of his chest. Behind him, the hillock beneath the helicopter unfurled, tentacles lashing around the landing gear. </p><p></p><p>It was a horrifying, pitch-black monstrosity, seemingly made of ropey tentacles. It stood as tall as a tree, perhaps twenty feet tall, on a pair of stumpy, hooved legs. A mass of tentacles protruded from its trunk where a head would normally be, and puckered maws, dripping green goo, cover its flanks. It roughly resembled a tree in silhouette — the trunks being the short legs and the tops of the trees represented by the ropey, branching bodies. The whole mass of the thing smelled like an open grave. </p><p></p><p>“Run…” gasped Walach, “look out…for mines!”</p><p></p><p>The agents didn't wait. Hammer and Archive took off in one direction, Jim-Bean in another.</p><p></p><p>"This is the curse," said Waban wearily. "Leave me here."</p><p></p><p>"Oh no you don't!" shouted Jim-Bean. "I got you into this, I'm getting you out. Grab onto me."</p><p></p><p>"What?"</p><p></p><p>"I said hold on!"</p><p></p><p>Agent Hull opened up with his M16, spraying a burst into the tentacle thing, but it doesn’t seem to notice. The tentacle withdrew from Walach’s torso, leaving him twitching on the ground. Three other tentacles grabbed hold of the helicopter.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean grabbed hold of Waban. He had never done this before. It would take all of his concentration…</p><p></p><p>Agent Bremmer opened up on the thing with the heavy machinegun at point-blank range. The quiet whine of the helicopter’s motor was drowned out by the scream of the heavy machinegun, bullets tearing into the rubbery beast to no avail. </p><p></p><p>A sudden beeping flicked on the cistrons. It was a countdown. </p><p></p><p>"Thirty seconds!" Hammer shouted over his shoulder to Archive.</p><p></p><p>“Go!” Hull shouted to Jim-Bean, tearing a grenade from his belt. “I’ll hold it off!”</p><p></p><p>Hull’s grenade slipped hopelessly from his hand as the helicopter was yanked upward, propelled by the tentacles. Hull looked up, slack-jawed, as the shadow of the hurtling chopper consumed him. </p><p></p><p>A second later, it smashed into the ground with a terrific explosion.</p><p></p><p>Hammer dove as a mine tweeted its activation, rolling to one side without stopping. He kept running, Archive struggling to keep pace.</p><p></p><p>"Wait!" Hammer stopped, putting one hand out in front of Archive as a series of blinking lights glared back at them from beneath the undergrowth. "This way!"</p><p></p><p>The tentacle thing stomped behind them, charging forward past the burning wreckage of the helicopter.</p><p></p><p>"Now!" Hammer dove over a hillock and Archive did likewise. </p><p></p><p>There was a synchronized, final BEEP! and then the det cord linking the C4 throughout the area triggered, exploding the terrain around in a terrific hailstorm of fire and rock. It ignited the nearby forest, setting off a blazing inferno. </p><p></p><p>The tentacle thing flailed, stomping straight into the heart of the conflagration. </p><p></p><p>What Hammer at first thought was debris shot out of the billowing cloud of smoke and flames. A few seconds later, soot-covered Jim-Bean and a bewildered Waban landed next to Hammer and Archive.</p><p></p><p>"That was some explosion!" Jim-Bean exclaimed sheepishly.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4974368, member: 3285"] [b]Owlshead Mountain: Conclusion[/b] The agents stepped out of the mound. As soon as Hammer left the mound entrance, his cistron crackled. "—forget it, leave them! Wherever they are they must have cleared the area—Wait! Sprague’s team is still down there!” Hammer looked around. He could make out two agents standing at the base of a quietly whirring matte black Bell Helicopter 206B JetRanger III. Another sat in the center of the helicopter manning a heavy machinegun, while a fourth was in the pilot seat. "This is Agent Hammer, who the hell—" “This is Agent Bremmer to team leader! Get the hell out of there!” "Oh great," said Jim-Bean. "It's the BLACK FLAG team to the rescue." Agent Walach waved them towards the helicopter. “The thing seems drawn to that mound you came out of, so we’re using it as a lure! This place is set to blow a minute after it trips the motion sensors along the perimeter…” Suddenly a series of high pitch tweets lit up on Walach's cistron. "Ah $#!T." Walach gurgled up blood as a tentacle burst through his torso. He wheezed, staring down in disbelief at the waving tentacle jutting from the center of his chest. Behind him, the hillock beneath the helicopter unfurled, tentacles lashing around the landing gear. It was a horrifying, pitch-black monstrosity, seemingly made of ropey tentacles. It stood as tall as a tree, perhaps twenty feet tall, on a pair of stumpy, hooved legs. A mass of tentacles protruded from its trunk where a head would normally be, and puckered maws, dripping green goo, cover its flanks. It roughly resembled a tree in silhouette — the trunks being the short legs and the tops of the trees represented by the ropey, branching bodies. The whole mass of the thing smelled like an open grave. “Run…” gasped Walach, “look out…for mines!” The agents didn't wait. Hammer and Archive took off in one direction, Jim-Bean in another. "This is the curse," said Waban wearily. "Leave me here." "Oh no you don't!" shouted Jim-Bean. "I got you into this, I'm getting you out. Grab onto me." "What?" "I said hold on!" Agent Hull opened up with his M16, spraying a burst into the tentacle thing, but it doesn’t seem to notice. The tentacle withdrew from Walach’s torso, leaving him twitching on the ground. Three other tentacles grabbed hold of the helicopter. Jim-Bean grabbed hold of Waban. He had never done this before. It would take all of his concentration… Agent Bremmer opened up on the thing with the heavy machinegun at point-blank range. The quiet whine of the helicopter’s motor was drowned out by the scream of the heavy machinegun, bullets tearing into the rubbery beast to no avail. A sudden beeping flicked on the cistrons. It was a countdown. "Thirty seconds!" Hammer shouted over his shoulder to Archive. “Go!” Hull shouted to Jim-Bean, tearing a grenade from his belt. “I’ll hold it off!” Hull’s grenade slipped hopelessly from his hand as the helicopter was yanked upward, propelled by the tentacles. Hull looked up, slack-jawed, as the shadow of the hurtling chopper consumed him. A second later, it smashed into the ground with a terrific explosion. Hammer dove as a mine tweeted its activation, rolling to one side without stopping. He kept running, Archive struggling to keep pace. "Wait!" Hammer stopped, putting one hand out in front of Archive as a series of blinking lights glared back at them from beneath the undergrowth. "This way!" The tentacle thing stomped behind them, charging forward past the burning wreckage of the helicopter. "Now!" Hammer dove over a hillock and Archive did likewise. There was a synchronized, final BEEP! and then the det cord linking the C4 throughout the area triggered, exploding the terrain around in a terrific hailstorm of fire and rock. It ignited the nearby forest, setting off a blazing inferno. The tentacle thing flailed, stomping straight into the heart of the conflagration. What Hammer at first thought was debris shot out of the billowing cloud of smoke and flames. A few seconds later, soot-covered Jim-Bean and a bewildered Waban landed next to Hammer and Archive. "That was some explosion!" Jim-Bean exclaimed sheepishly. [/QUOTE]
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