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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5127346" data-attributes="member: 3285">Righteous Triad Fists: Part 4 – Yours and MineGuppy was glad that they all wore suits that could withstand freezing temperatures.  They had all packed flippers and some basic SCUBA gear, with their air tanks for the HALO jump converted to SCUBA tanks. But mostly Guppy was just following Caprice's lead, who decided to go ahead with infiltrating the base while the others were arguing about it.Guppy could make out Caprice ahead of him, visible only by the sluice of water he cut as he swam steadily towards the giant horseshoe.Then something tugged on his leg.  Guppy panicked and looked down, his mind conjuring images of some tentacled beast sucking him into the depths.  But it was just a fishing line, connected to a blinking round sphere.Guppy untangled his leg and swam faster.  An explosion behind him blasted seawater high up into the air.  The shockwave pounded Guppy a second later, flipping him over and over.  He wasn't sure if he hit another mine or if the shockwave set it off, but a series of explosions tore through the surface of the water.Battered and bruised, Guppy felt himself slipping out of consciousness…Caprice grabbed him by the shoulders and hauled him up.  An ululating alarm wailed from the horseshoe, followed by the sudden intense focus of the spotlights."Uh oh," said Caprice, swimming as fast as he could with one arm around Guppy.  Guppy craned his neck.  "Uh oh?"They were closed enough to see that the spotlights were each connected to a dome positioned atop the horseshoe's deck.  From each dome jutted a long barrel pointed in their direction."Gun emplacements," said Caprice.  Caprice stopped swimming forward.  They were sitting ducks, defenseless.  He stared up at the heavy machinegun aimed at his head and made peace with his maker.The machinegun clicked and shuddered. Sparks flew out of the sides.Caprice started swimming again. "C'mon Guppy, SWIM!  If we can get inside their angle of fire I don't think they can target us."Guppy turned and started swimming.  His ears were still ringing and his eyesight was blurry, but it didn't matter – in the churning surf, with the spotlights spinning frantically about, he couldn't see much anyway.  He swam as if his life depended on it.Caprice reached an airlock door, just above sea level.  He tugged on the wheel but it wouldn't budge."Help me!" Guppy, still shaking off the cobwebs, grabbed hold and pulled.  It didn't move. "It's locked from the inside," he wailed.Suddenly the wheel spun open of its own accord.  Half-expecting a pistol pointed in their faces, they peered cautiously inside. Nobody.  Caprice and Guppy dove inside.Inside the airlock a red strobe light whirled crazily, the wail of the siren muffled but still audible. The water at their feet began to rise."What the…I think this horseshoe thing is diving!" exclaimed Caprice.Caprice began to pull the door shut when Hammer's gloved hand caught the lip.  He stepped inside, followed by Archive and Jim-Bean."How did you…?" asked Guppy.Hammer shot Jim-Bean a look.  "Don't ask."</blockquote>

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