Red Shot

{(set: $head to (font: "Bebas Neue")+(size: 1.25)) (size: 3)+(font: "Bebas Neue")[Red Shot] (set: $yel to (css: "color: #c0af00; font-style: italic;"))} (size: 1)[ ] (size: 2)+(font: "Bebas Neue")[Featuring three Operators] (size: 2)+(font: "Bebas Neue")[] by B.J. Best for //Combat Master// by Alfa Bravo Inc. September 3, 2024 [[Introduction]] [[Map]]

(append: ?SideBar)[\ [[Home]] [[Introduction]] [[Similes]] [[Freedom of Movement]] [[Too Close for Comfort]] [[Second Half]] [[Solitude]] [[Mine]] [[A Quick Lesson]] [[A Dirty Getaway]] [[Second Half]] [[Clearing Hurdles]] [[Offside]] [[Magic Show]] [[Marking Territory]] [[Bushcraft]] [[A Fair Trade]] [[Map]] ]

(size: 2)+(font: "Bebas Neue")[Operation Name] (size: 1.25)[Red Shot] $head[Tagline] [We've got a shot at stealing Alfa's top-secret weapon. We won't miss.] [[Similes]]

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$head[Mission] **Similes** $head[Intro] Riding a bike is a lot like making love. While you were busy thinking about that, I was busy stealing the experimental weapon from the Alfa base. My eyes are up here, by the way. $head[Resolution] MIssions like this are like playing poker. You never reveal more than you have to. [[Freedom of Movement]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Solitude** $head[Intro] I raced on, through the abandoned streets near the warehouse and out into the country. I'd catch up with Forward later. I prefer doing everything alone. Well, most things, anyway. $head[Resolution] The Alfa goons didn't take the hint that guys chasing a girl is so last century. I can get what I want when I want it. And right now I wanted to take a sharp right down a rutted dirt road to lose them. [[Mine]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Freedom of Movement** $head[Intro] I wear leather, and not for the reason you think. Or maybe it is the reason. You think about that, and I'll think about these bullets raining down on my bike. $head[Resolution] You know how to rev the throttle of a motorcycle, don't you? It's all in the wrist, boys. It's all in the wrist. [[Too Close for Comfort]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Second Half** $head[Intro] Shadow Rider tossed me the case she promised. Two guys on bikes chased her. One stopped and scanned the area. It was time to play my game. $head[Resolution] They call me Forward because I'm usually at the front of any mission. I also like football. I guess you can say completing every operation is my goooooooal. Ha. [[Clearing Hurdles]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Too Close for Comfort** $head[Intro] The Alfa base was a warehouse they thought we didn't know about. Three grunts on their own bikes stormed out of it, riding my ass. C'mon, fellas. Get to know a girl first. $head[Resolution] I had some true gentlemen ready to help me if I needed it. My friend Forward was waiting for me at an intersection. I could throw him the weapon to take the heat off me. Although maybe I prefer it when men think I'm hot. [[Solitude]] [[Second Half]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Mine** $head[Intro] Guys, I get it. You want what I've got. But whether it's my bike, an experimental weapon I stole, or other things, I keep what's mine. $head[Resolution] The dirt road led into a forest, and the Alfa bikes kept trailing me like mosquitoes. Wolverine was waiting for me, and he could take the weapon. Or maybe I could just swat those Alfa lowlifes away. [[A Quick Lesson]] [[Magic Show]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **A Quick Lesson** $head[Intro] Men. Sometimes they just don't get the point, you know? Sometimes they won't get it until you fire it directly into their chest. $head[Resolution] I skidded my bike to the side of the road and opened the weapon's case. Intel had suggested it was some sort of laser rifle. And I was ready to light these Alfa guys up like a disco. [[A Dirty Getaway]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **A Dirty Getaway** $head[Intro] I fired a few spectacularly colored warning shots into nearby trees. The Alfa bikes skidded, tearing up gravel and mud. Some even got on my leather. It's like they don't know how much dry cleaning costs. $head[Resolution] Realizing the hopelessness of their situation, the Alfas barked a few things at each other, wheeled their bikes around, and were gone. I don't mind fighting dirty. You can take that however you want. **END OPERATION.** [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Clearing Hurdles** $head[Intro] I work best on foot. I ducked into an alley littered with crates and dumpsters. The remaining Alfa ditched his bike and started chasing. I toppled some things he'd have to jump over. He could probably use the workout. $head[Resolution] I can run the 100-meter dash in 12 seconds flat. I can also drink a beer in that time. Both skills have served me well. [[Offside]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Offside** $head[Intro] The guy didn't know the first thing about running. It was like watching some five-year-old trip and fall offside at some suburban game. You're not supposed to laugh, but sometimes you do anyway. $head[Resolution] I'd stow the weapon in my apartment for now. Shadow Rider would be back later after she dealt with her gentleman callers. Maybe I'll invite her to the pub for a pint and to watch the match. It's an idea I like to pitch. **END OPERATION.** [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Magic Show** $head[Intro] Shadow Rider is all flash and speed. Me, I prefer to stay hidden. Together, we put on a good magic show. Though I'd prefer to be the one who's sawing people in half. $head[Resolution] People often ask about what I wear. Don't. Only Shadow Rider gets away with it. She asks if my helmet makes me horny. Maybe she isn't as good of an entertainer as I think. [[Marking Territory]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Marking Territory** $head[Intro] Something must have gone wrong. I could hear the three bikes that were chasing her circle around. They were getting closer. But I've never minded slashing a few tires. Or a few mercenaries. Either way. $head[Resolution] I let them see me--that part is important. Then I slid into some nearby trees, the weapon case slung over my shoulder. I clawed one of the first trees I saw. This is my territory now, friends. [[Bushcraft]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **Bushcraft** $head[Intro] To survive in the forest, you need to know what's safe to eat, what's safe to drink. You need to know how to make snares and traps for animals. And Alfa forces are animals. Sad, scrawny animals. $head[Resolution] It doesn't take much. A vine. A sharp stick. And the knowledge that Alfa hires idiots for henchmen. [[A Fair Trade]] [[Map]]

$head[Mission] **A Fair Trade** $head[Intro] It's amusing to watch three people trip over the same low vine strung between two trees, their guns and gear scattering into the forest. I resisted the urge to say: *You really fell for that one!* $head[Resolution] Shadow Rider and I will meet up later. I'll give her the weapon in exhange for the promise that she won't make any more jokes about my helmet. **END OPERATION.** [[Map]]