The job was almost over.
The Skulls Mercenaries would collect yet another feather in their cap. Having never failed a mission, we were tasked with guarding the train. Rather, we were tasked with guarding the precious cargo on it.
The journey had been long and intense. Two days of shooting and being shot at. There were many injuries, but not one casualty. My men were the toughest soldiers out there, my personal picks. They would never fail.
This was it, the last bridge to the tunnel, and a heavy pay day.
That was the plan, until the bridge blew up..
Word Count: 100
Prompt:
Friday Fictioneers 7th December 2018
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What will you do with the lightsaber I got you?
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Thanks for the gift! š š
I’ll add it to my collection of star wars merchandise and act out light saber sequences (sounds and all) š
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Oops!
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The best-laids plans …
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Aye! š¦
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It’s all fun and games until someone goes and blows up a bridge.
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Hahaha! XD
True! š
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It was all going so well…
Click to read my FriFic tale!
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Aye..took just a few seconds!! š¦
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There’s always one little thing you didn’t plan for…
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Bridges play such a vital strategic role in battle. Nice one.
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Well that was the end of that! š
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You almost had us lulled to sleep—-and the BAM! Good job š
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So this mission will fail? Some should have guarded the bridge.
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gotta hate when that happens.. nice write.
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The Skull Mercenaries had a perfect “track” record until now. Bummer. Well written piece. =)
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