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His eyes bulged in realization and he reached for the plasma rifle slung across his shoulders on a strap.
The beauty of the miniature phaser was it wasn’t powerful enough to knock you off your feet when you fired it, unlike a plasma rifle.
It saved valuable seconds.
The drawback was it only had a few good shots, and every one counted.
I caught the guard in the foot and he screamed as he went down.
Great, I thought. Now all his buddies are going to come investigate.
This time my target wasn’t moving and I shot him in the chest.
The shot hit him cleanly but didn’t have half the effect it did when it struck his buddy a moment ago.
Crap.
The phaser was out of juice already.
At the blow, the guard’s arms flew out and his rifle struck a fine collection of ancient helmets from some forgotten tribe.
It wouldn’t delay him for long.
I dropped to the floor on the other side of his buddy’s still-writhing body.
I reached for his plasma rifle and pulled it to me.
Out the corner of my eye, I caught sight of the second guard bringing his rifle around.
Uh-uh.
I yanked his buddy’s slumped figure over to use as a shield, confident he wouldn’t open fire on his own friend.
I was wrong.
I heard the sharp “zing-pop!” of the plasma rifle, akin to the sound of scraping shards of glass against each other.
The guy on the floor shuddered even harder, spooning me and gyrating with his cock at full mast, attempting to pierce the fabric of my pants.
“Dude!” I snapped.
The guy couldn’t help it—as the froth raging from his mouth could attest.
I eased the rifle around the shuddering guy but another blast of enemy fire slammed into the shuttlecraft controls above my head.
“Quit blowing holes in my ship!” I yelled.
I needed to hurry.
Not only was Agatha upstairs with King Pig but the other guards would soon show up.
If they got here before I managed to vamoose…
I’d be locked up in solitary confinement before you could say, “To hell with you, God of Small Chances.”
I analyzed my options.
I could either try and fire around the flailing figure on the floor beside me again—and fail—or I could wait for the rifle fire to blast a hole through the shielding body and fire back through the hole—a little gruesome for my taste, and not the most reliable option as I had no idea where the hole would form.
