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Sunny City Novels, Chapter 1, by Bobby la Débrouille
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I was working with my friend named Pawel in an old storage room. I was 32 and he was 29. We applied for a night guard and renovator at Six Pixel Under Corps. It was our second night.
We were entering the room that we had to restore.
We were wearing gas masks in case there were toxic fumes. He tells me that we should finish it before government agents comes here. He was right. I don't want to die in prison.
An hour passed until He arrived. A government agent with a class "4" outfit. An elite agent.
I had never seen one before. He took out his uzi and he shouted, "Don't fucking move or i'm shooting both of your cute faces!"
I did not recognize Pawel after this sentence. Pawel pulled out a Beretta hidden in his pants and fired at the soldier. A shot in the head. The soldier staggered back and fell into the abyss of Sunny City ...
Pawel shouted "Run towards the door, reinforcements are sure to come !!" He was right. We were running towards the exit door when an explosion destroyed the door and threw it backwards. Government agents began to enter the room and draw their batons. Pawel started running towards them but got a hit in the skull. He stumbled and fell behind the guardrail. He broke his bones further down the hall. An officer tried to hit me with a baton while I contemplated the death of my best friend.
Fortunately, I ducked at the last moment. So I took his forearm and threw it back to the window. Kick in the face, he falls backward into the void.
Second agent, smarter, trying to get around by the right but a punch in the balls and a tackle in the stomach was enough to send him to the carpet. I push him with my fingers and he start falling backwards.
Third agent. Class 2. A big boy with a revolver. He pulls out his gun and shoots me in my shoulder and touches me. I stagger, but this shot reinforces my determination. I start sprinting to him and I tackle him with my other shoulder. The forecastle moves backward. I take the opportunity to punch him with my right hand. He begins to stagger toward the wall. I punch him in the noise chained with a kick in the lungs. He kneels before me. I take his black glasses and break them on his skull. I take the pieces of glass on the floor and skull. He stumbled and fell behind the guardrail. He broke his bones further down the hall. An officer tried to hit me with a baton while I contemplated the death of my best friend.
Fortunately, I ducked at the last moment. So I took his forearm and threw it back to the window. Kick in the face, he falls backward into the void.
Second agent, smarter, trying to get around by the right but a punch in the balls and a tackle in the stomach was enough to send him to the carpet. I push him with my fingers and he start falling backwards.
Third agent. Class 2. A big boy with a revolver. He pulls out his gun and shoots me in my shoulder and touches me. I stagger, but this shot reinforces my determination. I start sprinting to him and I tackle him with my other shoulder. The forecastle moves backward. I take the opportunity to punch him with my right hand. He begins to stagger toward the wall. I punch him in the noise chained with a kick in the lungs. He kneels before me. I take his black glasses and break them on his skull. I take the pieces of glass on the floor and start to push them in the eyes. He screams. I take his shirt and throw it down the hall. He falls on boxes of explosive waste and the room catches fire. One end of the ceiling falls in front of the exit, obstructing my passage. I head for the window. No exit.
I could hear the rain falling on the pavement, further down the street. It was relaxing. A little bit of calm in this city. Despite the rain, I lit my cigarette with my lighter. I took off my mask and threw it out the window. Smoking prevents me from thinking about pain.
My mother enters my room and asks me to go to the table. I paused my game. But you can always continue it. Join the Superfighters Deluxe community at https://mythologicinteractive.com/SuperfightersDeluxe
We were entering the room that we had to restore.
We were wearing gas masks in case there were toxic fumes. He tells me that we should finish it before government agents comes here. He was right. I don't want to die in prison.
An hour passed until He arrived. A government agent with a class "4" outfit. An elite agent.
I had never seen one before. He took out his uzi and he shouted, "Don't fucking move or i'm shooting both of your cute faces!"
I did not recognize Pawel after this sentence. Pawel pulled out a Beretta hidden in his pants and fired at the soldier. A shot in the head. The soldier staggered back and fell into the abyss of Sunny City ...
Pawel shouted "Run towards the door, reinforcements are sure to come !!" He was right. We were running towards the exit door when an explosion destroyed the door and threw it backwards. Government agents began to enter the room and draw their batons. Pawel started running towards them but got a hit in the skull. He stumbled and fell behind the guardrail. He broke his bones further down the hall. An officer tried to hit me with a baton while I contemplated the death of my best friend.
Fortunately, I ducked at the last moment. So I took his forearm and threw it back to the window. Kick in the face, he falls backward into the void.
Second agent, smarter, trying to get around by the right but a punch in the balls and a tackle in the stomach was enough to send him to the carpet. I push him with my fingers and he start falling backwards.
Third agent. Class 2. A big boy with a revolver. He pulls out his gun and shoots me in my shoulder and touches me. I stagger, but this shot reinforces my determination. I start sprinting to him and I tackle him with my other shoulder. The forecastle moves backward. I take the opportunity to punch him with my right hand. He begins to stagger toward the wall. I punch him in the noise chained with a kick in the lungs. He kneels before me. I take his black glasses and break them on his skull. I take the pieces of glass on the floor and skull. He stumbled and fell behind the guardrail. He broke his bones further down the hall. An officer tried to hit me with a baton while I contemplated the death of my best friend.
Fortunately, I ducked at the last moment. So I took his forearm and threw it back to the window. Kick in the face, he falls backward into the void.
Second agent, smarter, trying to get around by the right but a punch in the balls and a tackle in the stomach was enough to send him to the carpet. I push him with my fingers and he start falling backwards.
Third agent. Class 2. A big boy with a revolver. He pulls out his gun and shoots me in my shoulder and touches me. I stagger, but this shot reinforces my determination. I start sprinting to him and I tackle him with my other shoulder. The forecastle moves backward. I take the opportunity to punch him with my right hand. He begins to stagger toward the wall. I punch him in the noise chained with a kick in the lungs. He kneels before me. I take his black glasses and break them on his skull. I take the pieces of glass on the floor and start to push them in the eyes. He screams. I take his shirt and throw it down the hall. He falls on boxes of explosive waste and the room catches fire. One end of the ceiling falls in front of the exit, obstructing my passage. I head for the window. No exit.
I could hear the rain falling on the pavement, further down the street. It was relaxing. A little bit of calm in this city. Despite the rain, I lit my cigarette with my lighter. I took off my mask and threw it out the window. Smoking prevents me from thinking about pain.
My mother enters my room and asks me to go to the table. I paused my game. But you can always continue it. Join the Superfighters Deluxe community at https://mythologicinteractive.com/SuperfightersDeluxe
