Chapter 17 – Cowabunga! Agent Hazel hit the various switches on Agent Rip’s monitors that would show him as present and accounted for at the Nurse’s station. Probably a moot point, as things had “evolved.” Plans tend to go out the window once the first shot is fired, that’s why it pays… Agent Hazel dropped to the floor! Head Nurse Elsie stood there, silently in the doorway, blocking their only exit. Head Nurse calmly strolled into Agent Rip’s hospital room, the door swinging closed behind her, holding her clip board, yes, but…, differently. Agent Hazel leaped to her paws, always keeping her eyes on Head Nurse. Agent Hazel drew a nine inch Bowie knife from where it was nestled between her shoulder blades. For her, it was more of a short sword. She glided between Clarence’s hospital bed and Head Nurse, knife held high in front of her pretty face, knife blade facing out, knife point down. Head Nurse snickered as she watched Agent Hazel position and prepare herself for an up close confrontation. With all the guns on Agent Hazel, and others laying just within reach of her paws, Agent Hazel knew that in the second it would take to grab one, a knife would be burying itself into her forehead. Agent Hazel held her position. Head Nurse did not. She kept coming forward, slowly, directly towards Agent Hazel, and as she approached, she revealed that behind that clip board was a butcher’s meat cleaver. Head Nurse slipped one hoof into elastic straps that would connect the clip board to her hoof as a shield. She was neither casual nor contemplative nor talkative as she swung into Attack, although she was humming a tune, perhaps it was “Blue Bayou.” She swung with both the shield and the cleaver. Krav Maga! Head Nurse swung the shield towards Agent Hazel’s knife wielding hand, currently her right hand, and with her cleaver, which was wider than Agent Hazel, slashed across her belly. Head nurse was wearing a lovely pair of earrings, ordered from the same little gift shop in Vermont. From Toro. Her boyfriend in Transport. She had thanked him in her special way. They dangled and danced, which she liked. Where this was all going, she didn’t know, but he had good taste. For a Male. Tasty male! She hummed as she went about her work. It was her task, put to her by Director William Buffalo, to act as the final safeguard to prevent Agent Hazel and Agent Rip from falling into One’s hands. Like a surgeon, she went about her task unemotionally and impersonally, humming all the time. Agent Hazel, Spy Dog of The Tenth Circle, avoided the cleaver blade as it whisked by her six pack, nearly making them a case of thirty six, but in avoiding the cleaver, she spun into the clipboard, and it slammed into her, and on the return swing, the cleaver “shwoooshed” off more than just the tip of Agent Hazel’s delicate ear. Hazel’s blood flowed in spurts. Without pause, Head Nurse reversed her cleaver’s swing again, as she at the same time increased the pressure on Agent Hazel with her clip board. The door to Patient “B”s hospital room exploded inwards. “Kill the Cow!” Chapter 18 – Patpat Red Cat! Two Rhinos of One Long Swords sliced unresisted through the air, and just as easily, through Head Nurse, leaving her in three large writhing chunks on the hospital room floor. “Kill the Cat, cripple the Dog!” shouted the Lieutenant Commander, only five minutes freshly promoted to the position of Assault Leader. Agent Hazel leapt from where she laid to Rip’s bedside, reaching under his cover and pulling out two Heenaynees, firing as she turned. There was a Red scream! It was Agent Patpat, sprinting down the Hospital corridor towards Hospital Room patient “B.” As she closed the last few feet to the new leading front of attacking Rhinos of One, she leapt at the Lieutenant Commander, and in one motion, pulled her swords and buried them both deep into the thick neck of the now shortest ever termed Assault Leader of the Rhinos of One. Agent Patpat spun herself into the Hospital Room of Patient “B”, and stood beside Agent Hazel, Spy Dog of the Tenth Circle. The mass of Rhinos of One flowing in from the Hospital’s undefended Main Entrance pushed forward into the Hospital room, swords drawn. From outside the window, a good distance away, came a sharp yell over a loud speaker. The voice had, strangely, a Jewish Australian accent. “Hoy!” The second “Hoy!” was a lot closer, and the roar of a charging motor grew to fill the air. Agent Hazel hit the floor, and Agent Patpat followed. “Oy!!!” rang out just as a heavily armored vehicle, baring the insignia of the Kangajews of Masada, smashed through the hospital wall where the window formerly was. The vehicle then rapidly pulled back a few feet, and Kangajews hopped through the gape in the wall. Major Yehuda, first through the breach, took in the scene. His steely gaze turned to Agent Hazel and Agent Patpat, still lying dazed on the floor. “Kill dem all. Let Gott sort dem out.” Chapter 19 – Yehuda’s Hammers! The Kangajews of Masada flowed smoothly into battle using way too much force as was their rule. They wore khaki shorts and khaki short sleeve shirts, and a jauntily set Outback River Wallaby skin hat. No swords for the 1st Kanga Air Calvary! They each sported their Research Lab’s latest Needle Assault Rifles with an endless supply of needles being fed from the backpacks they carried. The first Troopers in just kept sending sprays of explosive needles down field, allowing their fellow fighters to hop under cover before the Rhinocopters swung their way. While the Major stood over the still stunned Tenth Circle Agents, the full complement of the Kangajews hopped into the fight. First order of business, the lead Troopers blew out the Hospital room door way and most of the room wall, and some of the closer Rhinos of One, widening the path of egress towards the growing river of angry cursing Rhinos just outside the room. The Kangajews began their advance out of the Hospital room. As dedicated to their task of destruction the Rhinos of One were, they could not match the technology and weaponry of the Kangajews of Masada. Slowly but steadily, the massive meaty bulk of the Rhinos of One was destroyed or pushed back, back towards the Hospital entrance from which they came. A Rhinocopter suddenly came into view through the now gone Hospital window, and just as rapidly dissolved into flames as the Kangajews loosed a ground to air guided missile. Gunnery Sargent Hippittywitz, without turning or taking his eyes off the developing scene in the air above them, addressed his Major over his shoulder. “You should stay here, Major, I’m thinkin’, not so much. Sir!” Gunnery Sargent’s tone turned sharp as he barked an order to his missile crew to reposition the second battery. His tone softened as he again addressed the Major. “It’s gettin’ hotta here than the can of Foster’s I got hidden up my arse. Sir!” Two Rhinocopters appeared far away and low, actually using a building to hide behind. “Agreed, Gunny.” Major Yehuda flicked his fingers in the direction of the hiding Rhinocopters. “…and zat. Take care of zat.” “Yes Sir! Thank you, Sir!” Gunny turned and barked into his head set. “Nu? Do it!” Four wire guided rockets came out of their hidey holes from the side of one of Gunny’s trucks and flew flawlessly into the distant offending building, which crumped onto the Rhinocopters. “Hazelah. Shanna Hazelah. Vhy do I follow you like a Putz to the ends of Adoni’s Earth?” Major Yehuda offered Agent Hazel, Spy Dog of the Tenth Circle, his paw to help her up. Hazel Smiled brightly. “It can’t be Shicksta appeal.” And she gave Benjamin her delicate paw.
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