"Hell if I know brother," the large man said gruffly. "What happened to 'Don't worry guys of course I know how to fly one of these'?"
"You try flying an alien transport ship. Throw in the fact that the bastards fired missiles at us and I'd say this one was out of my hands."
"Hate to interrupt your little argument but how about we get the hell out of here before these guys' friends show up," Steel interjected.
"No. I thought we'd just hang around the giant fire we've made, you know, make a good last stand," Nash shot back sarcastically.
"Anyone seen Natasha?" Bernard asked.
"Where did you see her last?"
"Seriously?"
"Did you check in the wreck"
"Of course I checked in the wreck, I looked for her before I helped Steel, couldn't find her."
"You looked for-"
"Found her!" Bernard yelled throwing a large piece of debris to the side. "Don't you ever do that to me again Natasha," he said picking up a massive gun that looked like it outweighed himself.
"What the hell is that?" Steel asked.
"Natasha"
"No, I get that, but that's a big fucking gun, what is it?"
"Natasha is not a gun,"
"It's a railgun," Nash yelled over the sound of the roaring flames.
"What'd you call my baby, Nash?" Bernard said leveling the gun at the sniper.
"I'm happy you found her buddy, you're perfect for each other," Nash said smiling.
"That's what I thought you said. Alright boys let's move out."
"Where are we going?" Steel asked.
"Home."
"Which is..."
"Oh, right, about 150 miles to the West."
"Well this is going to be a fun walk back to HQ," Nash said sarcastically.
"Well maybe we don't have to walk," Steel smiled, looking out into the distance and seeing the Decimitian patrols in the distance. "Nash can you hit those pilots from here?"
"Can I hit those targets? Seriously friend you have no idea who you're talking to," Nash replied as he climbed to a position atop the wreckage.
"How about you wait until they're closer. Don't tell her I said this but Natasha has put on a few pounds," Bernard whispered to Steel keeping the railgun at arm's length.
"You're a crazy person you know that?"
"Crazy's more fun," he laughed nudging Steel hard in the ribs.
Three shots rang out causing Bernard and Steel to spin around, weapons drawn.
"Got 'em," Nash yelled over to the two men,"you guys are a bit jumpy aren't you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry that we're alert maybe if you had been a little more"jumpy" we wouldn't have gotten shot out of the damn sky!" Bernard yelled.
"I'm sorry you feel that way, now if we could get our asses in gear so we can get home that would be lovely. Scavengers should be coming for the wreck and I don't feel killing our own kind, no matter how far gone they are."
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