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From: James Cueno <CUENOJF@*********.EDU>
Subject: Jac's Extract, the Movie
Date: Mon, 2 May 1994 12:57:55 CDT
>>>>>[Has everybody got their popcorn ready? Here's what you've been
waiting for: (Oh, yeah, the voice-over's me, and I've just included
the best parts, mood, setting, action with just a hint of drama.)

+++++video dump:
This little film starts off with the seven of us that were involved
in the physical portion of the op rolling into Fort Lewis.
Majikthize panned around the inside of the van to give a quick look
at everybody. Avatar insisted on driving (fine with me) with me
sitting in the passenger's front seat polishing sunglasses. Dark
Angel was on the horn to Basilisk back where ever he was to organize
the Matrix support. Aardvark and Jasmine went over their story as
Powderkeg kept popping clips out of his rifle and slamming them back
in.

When we rolled up to the gate, everybody looked just a little on the
nervous side.

GUARD: Halt! What business do you have on the base?

AVATAR: My good man, we seek a fallen comrade who is in your
infirmary.

That was mostly true. If anybody asked we were in to visit the guy
next door to Jac, one Barry Melrose. Basilisk managed to get us
cleared through the gate and all the way to the infirmary.

Avatar dropped everybody but Powderkeg, who was hunkered down behind
the back seat, just in case, at the front door of the infirmary.
Majikthize followed everybody else in, just for effect. Aardvark and
Jasmine led the way with flowers, looking like quite the concerned
family. Dark Angel and I looked like Mafia hitmen, but hey, I always
look like that. We all clamored up to the desk and started the
routine.

JASMINE: We here to see our brother, we were told he was in an
accident.

RECEPTIONIST: What's the patient's name?

AARDVARK: Melrose, Barry Melrose. He's my brother. I'm Ernie and
this is Evangeline.

Right here I about lost it. I almost couldn't keep smiling without
laughing. For some reason it just looked so damn funny, seven of us
all wanting to go see our brother. An elf, a Japanese, an
Amerindian, a European and the whole lot of us.

RECEPTIONIST: Yes, I see hear you even called ahead. (Good work
Bas!) Unfortunately, he can only have three visitors. (Aw, shucks.)

FREDDY: Ernie, why don't you and Evangeline go up? I just talked to
Barry the other day.

MAJIKTHIZE: Can I go too, Elroy?

FREDDY: Of course, John Boy.

Again, I almost lost it.

While the extraction team head off upstairs, Dark Angel and I looked
around in the lobby. Right where we expected were the two guards. A
quick glance over to Dark Angel and we managed to finalize the plan.

Majikthize, Jasmine and Aardvark rode the elevator up to the fifth
floor. Majikthize was first out the door. The elevator opened
opposite the nurses station. One guard was sitting at the counter
hitting on one of the nurses.

JASMINE: We're here to see Barry - Barry Melrose.

NURSE: He's in 512. Right down the hall, first right and he'll be
in the second room on the left.

That took them to the front of the building. I was listening in on
the radio and decided to step outside to watch them climb out on the
ledge. As I walked through the doors, a black couple was coming in.
Remeber this information, it will be relevant.

Jasmine and company turned the corner into Jac and Barry's hallway to
see one of Jac's guards returning with coffee. They were at a pair
of desks at the end of the hallway, next to Jac's door.
Jasmine/Evangeline smiled and Aardvark/Ernie waved. They knocked on
the door and got a grunt that sounded like "In!"

Jasmine and Aardvark led in, all smiles.

JASMINE (loud enough for the guards to here her): Barry! You're
looking better that I expected! Yopu had me worried!

AARDVARK: You don't look so bad slugger!

MAJIKTHIZE (whispering): Yer a smart kid. Shut up. Don't say
anything and we won't pull the plug on you respirator. Capice?

Turns out that Barry is a two meter, hundred kilo drill instructor.
And yes, suprise, he's black! Strike One.

Dark Angel had found a seat near the reception desk in the lobby.
The couple I had met going out were walking up to the receptionist.

RECEPTIONIST: May I help you folks?

WOMAN: Yes, we're here to see out son. Barry Melrose.

Strike Two.

DARK ANGEL (on the radio): Extraction team, move. You have maybe
three minutes until everything falls apart.

BASILISK (on the radio): Security alert! I'm trying to stall. You
had better get moving.

FREDDY FRYPP (on the radio): Do it! Now, move!

I sprinted back into the lobby just as the guards broke for the
elevators. Dark Angel pumped one round into the left guard . It
didn't penetrate his armor, but his momentum carried him head first
into a wall. In one smooth motion (I really wish Magikthize could
have seen this) I drew my SPAS-22 from under my trench coat,
deployed the stock and brought it on target. My first round missed
to the left of my guard, but the second and third raked him across
the legs.

TECH (on the radio): What are you doing in there? The system is
going nuts!

BASILISK (on the radio): Security has disabled the elevators. Take
the stairs.

By now, Majikthize and company had crawled out on the ledge and into
Jac's room. The windows were open due to some quick thinking the
last time Tech and Spark were in the system. They killed the
environmental controls so the windows would be open for just such a
contingency.

In the video, Jasmine and Aardvark start working on Jac. He
responded only by jerking around. He couldn't hear or see them
since the doctors had simply unplugged his malfunctioning interface.
Majikthize put a gun in Jac's hand and he calmed down. He knew
somebody was there to break him out.

Majikthize started assembling a very ugly looking gun while the
others got Jac on his feet. The image changes to outlines of
everything created by the ultrasound sight Majikthize was using.
Aardvark managed to get Jac standing, with a lot of support.

The two guards from outside had heard the gunfire downstairs and
moved in to protect Jac. Aardvark dropped JAc back down to the bed
and threw two grapefruits at the guards. I don't know where they
came from but both guards instinctively caught the fruit and just
looked at it. That gave Aardvark enough time to get upside one
guard's head with a foot as Majiktize pistol whipped the other.

Before they got going Aardvark lobbed a smoke grenade down the hall.
Aardvak led out with Majiktize carrying Jac over one shoulder.
Jasmine tried to keep working to get Jac in good enough shape to walk
on his own. Aardvark had drawn his Viper just in time for the last
guard to skid around the corner into the smoke. Our people, with
their ultra sound sights or infrared eyes, saw him well before he
knew what was happening. Aardvark's shot caught him in the shoulder
and spun the guard to the floor.

TECH (on the radio): Hurry, a response team has been alerted.

POWDERKEG (on the radio): Forget alerted! They're here!

I spun around in the lobby just to see a CityMaster with Metroplex
Guard livery skidding into the parking lot. Just as it pulled up to
the doors, a van cam from out of nowhere and slammed into it,
spilling out Metroplex Guardsmen.

The doors popped open on the van to disgorge about a half-dozen bugs.
Big ugly Mantis type bugs, only they're about man-sized. I just
froze right there, stuttering. The bugs started ripping into the
Guardsmen with a vengance. The Guardsmen started firing at
pointblank ranges, but the bugs just shrugged it off. Powderkeg and
Avatar started firing into the mass from our van. Avatar just let
rip with a long burst from his Stoner and tore into the crowd.
Powderkeg lobbed mini-grenades, but I think they just pissed
everybody off.

FREDDY (on the radio): Shift you fire, people! We're getting
ricochets in the building!

POWDERKEG (on the radio): You first, Avatar! I'll cover you!

Avatar jumped out of the van and started to get an angle on the
guards and bugs. I ran out of the lobby and everything just slowed
down. I saw one of the Guardsmen raise an M22A2 and grip the grenade
trigger. I swung my shotgun up and fired at the same instant.
Everything just slowed down for me. I watched my shot pattern expand
and crash into his face just as his grenade sailed through the open
van door. Strike Three, yer out.

Our van exploded with a fireball like none I'd ever seen. The
concussive wave knocked me back and the heat wave washed over me like
a steamroller. Dark Angel picked me up and pushed me off after the
extraction team, that had just came out.

Avatar ran over to us, no longer concerned about the bugs and
guardsmen.

AVATAR: I believe we shall endeavour to find an alternate form of
transport.

FREDDY: Yeah, but what?

AARDVARK: The motor pool?

DARK ANGEL: No, too obvious. Besides, that will be one busy place
to try and fight this fire.

MAJIKTHIZE: Boss, howabout that ambulance over there?

FREDDY: Avatar, yer driving. Get it started.

We sprinted over to the ambulance heaving Jac in through the rear
door. Aardvark jumped in behind and started applying his slap
patches. Avatar found the keys on the floor and gunned the enging.
Majikthize grabbed Avatar's gun and crouched in the rear door firing
into the crowd of guards and bugs. The bugs had pretty well gotten
all of the guards and started moving towards the hospital. One
headed our way, but Jasmine started putting together a spirit of her
own. Majikthize slowed it down with long, accurate bursts.

Finally, something grew out of the asphalt and attackedthe bug. We
didn't stay to watch. The rest of us piled into the front seat as
Avatar squealed off the base.

We didn't have any pursuer's. They were too busy fighting fires and
bugs to notice us leaving. We hit the airport's private terminal
with full lights and sirens. Majikthize and I threw Jac into the
plane that was waiting for us as everyone started heading off.


I shook hands with everybody and tried to thank them all.
I think that's almost everything.

Powderkeg, if there is an afterlife, I'm sorry.]<<<<<
--Freddy Frypp (12:55:55 / 05-02-55)
Carib League Matrix Uplik #6973

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