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From: "Andrew W. May" <smuggler@**********.ORG>
Subject: School Bombs
Date: Sun, 15 Jan 1995 23:35:29 CST
>>>>>[Martel, too bad, your bomb didn't quite work on Thursday, old chap.

+++++UPLOAD CAMERA CHIP: Kovak.Disposal
+++++AUDIO & VISUAL (y/n): Y

+++++In front of you there is a man in an armor jacket and carrying what
+++++is a cross between a book bag and a briefcase. The name Kovak appears
+++++beside him.

(Kovak)Is this place cleared yet?

+++++A man in Lone Star uniform walks up to Kovak, beside him is a rather
+++++large, black German Shepard. The name Harding appears beside the
+++++officer.

(Harding)The whole school is empty. What time is left by your count?

(Kovak)Fifteen minutes. I'll hand myself over to your FRT, when I'm done
with the bomb. Tell your dog to start looking.

(Harding)Sabre, Registras!

+++++You move into a hallway. Sabre moved down the hallway and stopped at
+++++the third door on the left. Kovak and Harding both follow Sabre into
+++++the room, which appears to be full of computers. Harding speaks into
+++++his radio.

(Harding)Evac Lead... we're in a comptuer lab. Sabre's tracked the bomb
here.

(Evac Lead)Canine3, we'll send a disposal drone in.

+++++Kovak had followed Sabre to a computer, but now looked up.

(Kovak) Harding, no. I can disarm it.

(Harding)Evac Lead, scratch. We'll disarm.

+++++All of the sudden there is a loud crack and Harding drops to the
+++++floor. You see that a window on the far side of the room is broken.
+++++Kovak grabs Harding's radio.

(Kovak)Evac Lead, shots fired. Canine3 is down. I've got five minutes left,
so I'll traet Harding and then deal with the bomb. You fix in on that last
shot and give me suppresion fire.

+++++The sound of gunfire echos up to the room as you watch Kovak apply a
+++++dressing to Harding's shoulder. Then, crouching, Kovak runs back to
+++++the computer and begins working on the inside. A small counter in the
+++++corner of the screen shows fourty seconds.

+++++Kovak hesitates between to wires, one red, and one white.

(Kovak)Evac Lead. Do you like Red Wine or White?

(Evac Lead)Red.

+++++Kovak snips the Red wire.

(Kovak)Good call. No more live bomb. I'm comin' with Harding. Call for Doc
Wagon.

+++++15Mp DELETED:

+++++Kovak lays Harding on a stretcher. A fair-sized Troll in heavy armor
+++++walks up to Kovak.

(Evac Lead)While we were on our way here, the Exec in charge of Division of
Patrol down here said 'We'll forget he was here.' You'd better get out of
here. If you need to find me you can. By the way, where'd you learn how to
boss an FRT Boss around?

+++++Kovak grins.

(Kovak)I did my years in Chicago. Anytime my department got a call two gangs
just happened to want to protect the bombs. We learned to work with FRT real
good. You get the sniper?

(Evac Lead)No we lost him. Look our bomb technician is fivty-five and pretty
immobile. Take Harding's dog for awhile. We'll tell you when we need it back,
now get out of here. The dog's commands are in Spanish by the way.

(Kovak)Thanks, I'll be in touch.

+++++Kovak runs to his Jeep.

+++++END CAMERA CHIP:

If you pull sniper stunts again Martel. I'm gonna get real pissed.]<<<<<
--Kovak (05:33:23 GMT / 1-16-56)

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