((OOC: Yes, the song is cheesy, and I know it is a bit thick. but I could also have used Ride of the valkyres. by the way, I am referring to this recording of the music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-vQKZFF-9s&mode=related&search=enjoy...))
Brian grinned, and patted his own shoulder.
"Well, at least they are too slow to react..."
He shifted his position in the seat, and stabilized the skiff enough so that the Librarian had a steady stance, and he then heard with a big grin as the Librarian threw the other ten sticky bombs towards the jet engine. the camera feed showed bthat it was again ten wonderfull hits with the C-12.
He changed to the com channel, and ordered the Librarian inside. As he heard the lid close over the second seat, he grinned, and forced the skiff, still flying only on the speed he had picked up with his previous maneuver, to an 180 ° turn, and descended towards the land in an arc of controlled spead. Flying had allways been his pet peeve on the computer, and now there was some serious possibility that this was going to turn into something like a massive amusement park ride.
He thanked his parents for his excellent genepool, which had never allowed him to have any motion sickness, and brought the skiff about 1000 feet over the course of the battlecruisers. as far as he could tell, there was no sign of any type of him or the librarian being spotted, mainly because they were still flying on borrowed speed. He pressed the starter for the jet engine, and flowed back to the Archduke. He picked a CD from his west, and handed it backwards to the Librarian.
"Ugh?", he asked.
"This is the music for our main attack, " he grinned and replugged some connections on his suit, so that the music would be directly loaded into the Loudspeakers of every radio device and the four pairs he had installed on his stubble-like tailsection.
Brian turned his helmet-radio on, and grinned as he looked at the numbers that his HUD-displayed. The enemy had not yet figured out a way to dispatch any kind of distress signal.
He turned the intercom on, and then pressed sent, to sent towards Azora and the captain.
"I really think that they will like what I have done. by the way, I am finished with stage one. Stage two is the actual attack. "
He switched to the cronjob that controlled the radio-frequencies. And he had all of them under his controll.
"Librarian, we are coming down with the sun in our backs. Lets start some psychological warfare. "
He pressed send, and every device he had under his controll resonated with the first notes from Tchaykovsis 1812 Overture .
"Computer, " he said, switching to the voice controll, "Synchronise trigger signal with acustical peaks in that MP-3. yes, that, that, and that one. "
He truned voice controll off, and grinned as he acticated the skiff-intern intercomm once again.
"Dude, I do not know if you have any sense for classical music, but this piece is really sweet. So, please, suit yourself to do as much fire as you will, but if you hear lots of bells ringing, then please, climb back in the skiff. That is the signal that the bombs are going down. "
He looked at the watch. 3 minutes passed. He straightened his flight, and in perfect harmony, dropped three grenades on the enemy troops that had gathered on the ship.
He then lost allmost all sense of hearing, as the Librarian autofired his Railgun in the sails, on the masts, anmd in the ships, while he circled the two of them. The guys that had gathered on the decks had ceased fire, out of being afraid to be hit by the librarians railgun. Brian grinned, and he released the first pair of grenades that simply fell out of his cockpit, and that swooved down on the ship on little parachutes. He hat exactly hit the right tone, because the silent part had begun.
50 grenades rained down in the path of the ships, as he remotelessly circled them, and huge chunks of the ships had flewn away. The Archduke was allmost there.
Then, the bells started to ring. and the librarian climbed inside the the cockpit, and closed the capsule, as Brian ascended, and and listened to the tunes that blasted out of his helmet. The ringing of the bells got intensified by the pressure-waves that hit the skiff each time the cannons of the archduke were fired, , as the heavy bullets hit the battleships, and he grinned extatically as he accelerated in the clear blue sky. The wings of the skiff had been slightly tattered, and it generally had not been that fair. He had been hit more times then he would have planned, and he was sure that he should pretty much return to the home base immediatelly. But he still had to see this last piece of perfectly working
his father flashed through his mind,vexplaining to him that 50 grams of C-12 were enough to blast a hole in a steel-framed door the thicknes of his head. He made a 360 turn, and sailed after the archduke as the countdown began to blink
"5, 4, ...."
He pressed sent, and his voice was on all the radio-equpiment he had hijacked.
"LEEEEEROY JENKINS!!!"
The Librarian did not understand much of the music. but he had a lot of fun watching as the rows of sticky-bombs were detonated, resulting in the immediate destruction of the jet engines they had been thrown at. he grinned, and leaned back in his seat. This was soooooo much better then normal Library duty.
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