The Second Assault

[Walecs]

This is a fan-fiction I wrote a lot of time ago. Excuse me for any mistake, but I'm italian. Tell me if you like it (in that case I'll update it soon).

The Second Assault
The Sergeant skipped the dinner as he was not hungry. Some soldiers and he went in the Plans Room.
Urgently, the Sergeant had gathered together the best soldiers to plan a second assault to the island of the Tediz. He had not anything in mind yet, so he strongly hoped that some of the guys could think of some ideas. The Sergeant had put the board in front of the chairs, so that everyone could see it, with his wand pointed at it, ready to explain the situation.
"Hello everyone. The reason I called you is the following. We must attack Tediz again."
They looked at each other and began to speak softly.
One of them stood up and asked:
"You mean their island?"
"Precisely." the sergeant shouted, trying to restore calm.
At that moment, one of them, Mortimer, said:
"When are we going to attack?"
"Tomorrow."
Mortimer, as well as someone else, thought it was too much early to attack, as they didn't even have a ready plan. However, none of them wanted to argue.
Another squirrel called attention by raising his hand.
"Can I explain my idea?"
"Go ahead."
"I thought we should split into two squads. One attack will attack Von Kriplespac and the other one the Tediz."
"And the other squad?"
"The second one will infiltrate in the confusion, will leave the dynamite in the most strategic of the island and will blow it at a later time when we will all be as far as possible."
"The operation is risky." Kevin Gladstone yelled. "If we fail, we'll probably lose the war."
"That is true, Gladstone. But if we succeed, not only we will destroy the Tediz..."
As he spoke, the Sergeant walked up and down. He glanced out the window, overlooking the sea in a storm.
"But even their creator. We'll use the plan of..." Sergeant did not know the man's name, then brought down the silence, so that he was running to his aid presenting.
"Less, sir. Cody Less."
"Great. Uh ... thank you." The Seargeant cleared his throat. "Well, let's split in two squadrons of attack."

Meanwhile, miles away over the ocean, in an island hit by lightning and by sea, Von Kriplespac was planning something evil. Something that would wipe out the squirrels, sending them to the cemetery.
For a few weeks, in fact, Von Kriplespac had started the construction of a powerful cannon, which would destroy their bitter enemies. In a few hours the work would be completed.
The cannon was long around ten meters, and it shot bullets of a circumference of about one meter.
"Magnificent." Von Kriplespac thought in german. "Great. Zoon I can uze my gun against the bastards. And vhen I vill have won the war, I will uze my Tediz against the Panther King to free the Weasels from that asshole." He laughed.
Von Kriplespac sat down on the chair but felt asleep after a few minutes.
The next morning, he was awakened by his most trusted Tedi, Reinwald.
He had entered with joy and hurry in the scientist's office to warn him about the completion of the work of the cannon, as request by Von Kriplespac.
Von Kriplespac rubbed his hands, then he got up and followed him.
"Zplendid." he said, laughing softly. "Zplendid."
"I will need a few hours, ja, before I'll be able to bring it into action."
Reinwald looked up. "My lord, if you'll follow me, I'll show you the control panels."
They walked in silence to a door. There were many buttons and a radar.
In front of them was a pit filled with a giant fan. And beyond the grave a security door made of steel and pure zinc separated them from the beach outside.
Von Kriplespac switched the machinery on. By that night, they would have been ready to kill those damn and furry squirrels.

Kevin got up from the bed to have lunch. He was not very hungry, so he had just a sandwich. He was in his cabin inside the submarine, shared with three companions of his, about to invade the island. They had traveled all night, for several miles.
He heard someone knocking at the door. He opened to let a commander come in.
"Gladstone. Awake the others. We are going to reach our goal. You know the plan."
Of course I know it, Kevin thought, while the captain left the compartment.
"Boys." he shouted. "Wake up, we have to leave."
One of them did not hear him. Kevin came over and shook it slightly. He was still asleep.
"Until what time did he drink beer, this?"
"I do not know." said another, as he descended from the top of the bunk bed. "I told him to stop, but he didn't listen to me."
Kevin pulled him off the bed, and the squirrel woke up.
"Ouch, my head."
"Well woken up, Den." one of them said ironically.
"No sarcasm, Jake." he said offended while getting up.
"Commander Tank has come to say to get to the room below." Kevin informed them. They went to the cabin's armory and Kevin took a Sturm21.
Armed to the teeth, they came out and went down the stairs to reach the room below. There was a smaller submarine, and the quartet would have used it to reach the island. The dynamite was already inside. The four boys went inside.
"Luckily we have the autopilot."
Cody, who wanted to be sure that everything was okay, entered for last, and closed the main door loudly and joined the others.
"As we agreed, guys." Jake said looking at the clock. "In five minutes they'll drop the submarine, and we'll reach the island by forty minutes, if everything goes well."
Meanwhile, the Sergeant was giving orders to the soldiers on the bridge, explaining to the 'nth time the plan in details. He showed them some photos of the island.
"Once you get on the two amphibians found below, you will need to cut the network here." and showed the first photo, changing quickly to the second.
"You will pass defenses here." and the third image was the door installed by Von Kriplespac, that they failed to pass the first time.
"You must destroy the door. Afterwards, go and make a clean sweep. And if you find Von Kriplespac, shoot him.

Everything was going according to Von Kriplespac's plans. He needed only twenty minutes to bring the cannon in action. The only thing that he didn't think to, was the arrival of its rivals. A Tedi, Albert, had just reached.
"Lord."
"What's ze matter, now? Hope ya have a good reazon to desturb me."
"I do, actually. Landewin has sent me to tell you that he saw two boats of the HSC coming to this direction."
The scientist went on a rampage. "Send as many Tediz as you can. Keep them away from here, and by twenty minutes, I vill blow up their fur."
Albert put his hand to his forehead as a sign of respect.
"I will do so immediately."

[to be continued...]

[ConkerGuru]

Awesome fan-fiction! I notice a few errors, but otherwise it's very good. I really enjoyed reading it.

[ConkaNat]

Awesome, I love stories with Tediz in them.

[Walecs]

Part two. I hope you'll llike it. I especially like the last line.

Shortly thereafter, the amphibious stopped abruptly. One of the soldiers warned them about the death they were going to saying "It was nice to meet you.".
Among them, there was Ernest, one of the best soldiers of the High Squirrels Command. They could not see the beach, only a large building a few meters away.
The commander shouted: "Thirty seconds, guys."
They knew the procedure, and they knew what was expecting them. Someone controlled if they had the ammunition, someone else was mentally counting thirdy seconds.
Here we go, they thought. They heard the door open and get down on the sand. Do they know we're here? Ernest thought. Definitely. They must have seen the ships arrive.
There was total silence. No Tedi in sight, no shooting. They proceeded slowly on the soft sand. Twenty yards away there was the net, the first block to be destroyed. They walked trying to keep silent. Maybe they didn't know anything yet. The first row of soldiers was just a few steps from the net. One of them pulled out a pair of shears and put his hand on the net, and then began to cut it. It is too easy, he thought, then made a gesture with his hand to urge others to join him. Over the net they would have to cross some streets bounded by land that hid them from the huge building closer.
After that, the hell began. The first soldiers row heard the hissing, then the noise, and then nothing. Everything was dark. For others, the sound of the bullets had become deafening, and their eyes perceived blurred images of Tediz everywhere running around and shooting, and squirrels responded with fire. Who threw grenades, who had the bazooka, who the gun, who just stabbed with a knife, without realizing where they were and what others were doing around them.

Kevin stood up. Their submarine arrived on the back of the island, and a robotic voice inside the vehicle had warned them of the end of the trip. He was glad to be finally there, the journey had bored him and he was looking forward to take action. He turned his thoughts to his companions on the front, who knows how many of them were dying, while he saved the fur with a trivial stealth operation. No more sentimental now, he told himself. Time to move. One by one they left the submarine and found themselves on the beach, but this was not made of sand, but of metal. Every now and then they could hear distant explosions, and there was smell of salt air. The place was lit by torches on the walls, and looking around they understood to be in a cave closed on all sides except for a door in the front wall.
Kevin was deep in thought, trying to figure out where they were, but the dialogues of his companions got their ears anyway.
"Where are we?" he recognized the voice of Jake.
"I think we're in a cave. But I dunno if it's natural. Do you think it is? "
"I don't know. And what is this platform? "
They advanced looking at each other, pointing their weapons at anything that looked suspicious.
"I would say to leave the first mine here." Kevin said removing a stick of dynamite from the bag. "And talk less." He rebuked them. He feared that the Tediz could hear them.
Cody snorted.
"Shouldn't I be in control? The plan is mine, after all. "
Kevin rolled his eye balls and took a deep breath.
"This is not a children game, Cody."
That said, he came to the edge of the platform, took a deep breath and dived into the water, observed by others.
He noticed that in some places the platform came to the bottom of the sea for a few meters, but in others it was only half a meter thick. He decided to place a dozen mines in those points, coming back from time to time the surface to take air. Placed the last one, he climbed onto the platform with the others and explained what he had done.
"The only way to come out of this place is that door over there." Cody pointed at the door, and went on his way, followed by the others who were nodding.

Ernest was still on the beach, hidden behind some rocks, killing all the enemies with his sniper rifle Widowmaker with effective shots in the head. There were only seventeen squirrels left, and one of them was shot in the arm. He watched them walking over the bodies of the defeated enemies and avoiding those of the allies, who had blown up the second block at the price of their own lives. For some reason, no more Tediz came out. He feared that they planned a surprise attack. He followed his companions, and they came to a large door, at least two meters high. Right and left there were no entry, only high impenetrable walls.
They agreed that the only way to go was to blow it up, then, at a distance, they threw some grenades and shot with the bazooka. After several minutes of explosions, they succeeded, and straight in front of them, separated by only a fan just below, Von Kriplespac was controlling some monitors. When he saw them, he gasped and fell back in his chair, then stood up and began to escape, by pressing a few buttons next to the door.

Kevin and his companions were in what seemed to be a nursery, judging from the tables, the instruments and the gowns worn by the Tediz killed. A door opened in front of them, and, regardless of who was they fired. Some Tediz fell to the ground, others joined them.
"Escape." Kevin yelled, starting to run towards the door through which they had entered. The squirrels followed him, but Cody fell to the ground. Kevin stopped to see, and a Tedi pointed a gun at Cody, holding his hands behind his back, showing a wry grin on his face. Cody looked sad at Kevin, then exclaimed: "Get out, the mission is more important."

His heart was an unstoppable drum. How could they already be there? How could his Tediz fail? The brain of the professor Von Kriplespac sent one thousand commands to the body, desperately trying to escape. He opened the electronic door, then heard them shooting and fell to the ground with his hands over his head. His forehead was beaded with sweat and panting while he prayed that everything would stop. "Hilfe" cried loudly, hoping that his Tediz heard his cries for help.
He ran off like never did in his life to the other room through the door.
And it was then that he saw his life all in a second, as he fell to the ground and a sharp pain in the legs was torturing him. He screamed, but the pain was relentless. He didn't care about the cannon. He did not care any more, nor about war, nor the power, nor the squirrels, he just wanted to save his own life. He gave the command to the legs to stand up, but they didn't answer. Why? He clung to the ground, rubbing the chest on the floor. The chest was burning, but at least he was safe. He had managed to hide behind the wall, and pressed the controls to quickly close the door, so they could not reach him. But he needed a doctor. Some Tedi arrived at that moment.
"Finally. Vhere were you, you ztupid? Those baztards." He made another cry of pain as his subjects took him in their arms and carried him to the infirmary.

No more explosions. Had the soldiers finished on the beach? Were they victorious or defeated?
Kevin was placing the last stick of dynamite, two meters below the sand. They had placed it everywhere, it was time to go back to the sub. He looked satisfied Den and Jake, then he remembered Cody and in his face a bitter smile appeared. Cody was arrogant and cocky, but he didn't deserve to die.
"We made it. Despite the sacrifice of a brave soldier." Den took off his helmet. "He gave his life for his country."
For the rest of the way they stayed silent, and they were always very careful, but they were never attacked.
They entered the submarine and drove to the headquarters, ready to present the report compiled during the trip.

Meanwhile, in the Isle of Tediz Von Kriplespac opened his eyes. He looked around, and saw the Tediz doctors who treated him, while others tried the few ones still working but damaged by squirrels. But he was the most damaged. He looked at what was left of his legs, now inside white bandages. He had to move to a wheelchair, and he didn't like the sound of that.
He looked at one prisoner of the war, a grey squirre inside a glass, wearing a white T-shirt. He smiled at the thought of the experiments that would have done on that squirrel.
A husky familiar voice greeted him on his left.
"Good morning, Professor."
A chill ran down his back, then he swallowed and turned toward the voice.
"G-good morning, sir." He stammered.
"I heard about your accident. A very bad thing, I guess. "
"Yeah."
"No more legs." The Panther King shook his head slowly. "What a shame. Maybe I have a solution. "
The King Pantera burst into laughs.
"What do you say about duct tape?"

[ConkerGuru]

Really enjoyed it! You mind if I post this on my Conker fansite?

[Walecs]

No, I'm glad you like it.