17-02-2020, 02:27 AM
In the room, Heinrich Dietz heard the men shooting on the warehouse's main floor. He checked that the corridor was clear, then hurried toward them, Sturmgewehr at the ready.
A grenade had been dropped down the hole and was now filling the warehouse with blue smoke. Dietz pulled up his shirt and tried to cover his nose. If she was gassing them out, he had nothing to defend against it. That none of the other men were reacting other than firing bursts at the open hole in the roof told him it probably wasn't the case. He abandoned his attempt at an improvised gas mask.
"It's just smoke." He told them, speaking lower now, in case she could still hear. "Keep watching the entrances."
Visibility shrank as the cloud filled the room. When the gunshots died away, he thought he could hear a faint humming in the air. Then, in the fog, he saw it; a man-sized shape coming toward him. He backed away, aiming the rifle at it.
"Stay away!" He commanded in English. The shape ignored him and continued its silent movement in his direction. "Stay back!"
Through the swirling smoke, the shape took on definition as it grew closer. Dietz saw now that its arms were raised over its head. A figure in black glided toward him; one he recognized immediately from the menacing walk, the baleful state of Bela Lugosi, and the fangs protruding from its lips. The creature whose name now hung on his own lips.
"Dracula?" He asked before squeezing the trigger and firing a burst at him. The bullets went sailing through the vampire and he continued advancing. Dietz weighed the odds of vampires really existing and Dracula looking just like he did in the old movies with the odds that if they were real, this witch might very well have Dracula's number. Heinrich fired again and noticed that the other men were shooting at similar shapes advancing on their positions with the same lack of effect.
The Nazis began falling back toward the hall. Dietz heard the humming noise again as the monsters grouped together and he could now see all of them. The Wolfman, Frankenstein's Monster, and the Creature from the Black Lagoon formed a mob and started toward them. At seeing the four of them together, Dietz's credulity was stretched to it's limit and he figured out what was happening.
He fired again, not at the monsters, but at the buzzing noises he heard in the smoke around them. Smoke that was slowly starting to trail back up to the skylight and out into the night air. Something exploded and Frankenstein's Monster vanished.
"Holograms!" He shouted to them, shooting another flying drone, causing the Wolfman to disappear. The others took his lead and fired until two more were hit and the onslaught of movie monsters stopped. Dietz walked over to the wreckage and looked at the shattered holographic projection drone with fragments of tiny lasers, mirrors, camera lenses, and motor parts around it. "She's using blue smoke and mirrors! Fucking literally! Reload and get back to your posts!"
Dietz returned to the room to check his own ammo. Whatever the thief's next trick was, he wasn't going to come out and fall for it.
* * *
On the roof, Helen heard him shout about smoke and mirrors and gave Mander a look that said "Hey, he figured it out!"
"Ok, yeah." Mander agreed. "That were amusing. They gotta be low on bullets now. They didn't pack for camping, they packed for a blitz-out; having to shoot their way through a random harbor patrol stop at most."
They got up and walked toward the edge of the roof that they'd ziplined onto. Mander secured a rappelling line and tossed it down into the alley where the entrance to the rear corridor faced.
"One last bit of fuckery to be sure." Helen told him, checking the line. She got on the headset again before taking hold of the rope and making her way to the ground. "ACME 3, hit it!"
From behind La Policia's barricades, employees of San Finzione Studios' Animatronics Department activated the remote unit they'd brought with them and went to work.
Inside the warehouse, the dummies who'd landed on their backs suddenly shot bolt upright. Others that hadn't landed correctly seemed to double over or spring up from the ground in odd, contorted ways. Their gun arms raised and the Nazis opened fire. More holes in the dummies joined those that had been shot into them on their way into the warehouse. They fired at the moving decoys until their guns clicked on dry chambers.
Their guns at the ready, Mander kicked in the door. Helen came in low, her gun seeking out the Nazi guarding the corridor. The goon spun at the noise and scrambled to reload his weapon. Helen fired twice, sending him to the ground. Mander rushed down the corridor, approaching the doorway that he knew Dietz was watching with the Sturmgewehr. He tucked into a ball and rolled past the open doorway. Dietz had the weapon aimed too high and fired a burst toward the rolling blur, missing him. Helen flattened against the doorframe.
"Oh, Heiny!" She called, and immediately backed away from her position as Dietz put holes in the wall.
"You're not taking me, you fucking cunt!" He shouted, emptying his magazine into the doorway. Now that she had her opening, Helen stepped into the doorway and saw him dressed in the Nazi costume she expected he'd be wearing.
A grenade had been dropped down the hole and was now filling the warehouse with blue smoke. Dietz pulled up his shirt and tried to cover his nose. If she was gassing them out, he had nothing to defend against it. That none of the other men were reacting other than firing bursts at the open hole in the roof told him it probably wasn't the case. He abandoned his attempt at an improvised gas mask.
"It's just smoke." He told them, speaking lower now, in case she could still hear. "Keep watching the entrances."
Visibility shrank as the cloud filled the room. When the gunshots died away, he thought he could hear a faint humming in the air. Then, in the fog, he saw it; a man-sized shape coming toward him. He backed away, aiming the rifle at it.
"Stay away!" He commanded in English. The shape ignored him and continued its silent movement in his direction. "Stay back!"
Through the swirling smoke, the shape took on definition as it grew closer. Dietz saw now that its arms were raised over its head. A figure in black glided toward him; one he recognized immediately from the menacing walk, the baleful state of Bela Lugosi, and the fangs protruding from its lips. The creature whose name now hung on his own lips.
"Dracula?" He asked before squeezing the trigger and firing a burst at him. The bullets went sailing through the vampire and he continued advancing. Dietz weighed the odds of vampires really existing and Dracula looking just like he did in the old movies with the odds that if they were real, this witch might very well have Dracula's number. Heinrich fired again and noticed that the other men were shooting at similar shapes advancing on their positions with the same lack of effect.
The Nazis began falling back toward the hall. Dietz heard the humming noise again as the monsters grouped together and he could now see all of them. The Wolfman, Frankenstein's Monster, and the Creature from the Black Lagoon formed a mob and started toward them. At seeing the four of them together, Dietz's credulity was stretched to it's limit and he figured out what was happening.
He fired again, not at the monsters, but at the buzzing noises he heard in the smoke around them. Smoke that was slowly starting to trail back up to the skylight and out into the night air. Something exploded and Frankenstein's Monster vanished.
"Holograms!" He shouted to them, shooting another flying drone, causing the Wolfman to disappear. The others took his lead and fired until two more were hit and the onslaught of movie monsters stopped. Dietz walked over to the wreckage and looked at the shattered holographic projection drone with fragments of tiny lasers, mirrors, camera lenses, and motor parts around it. "She's using blue smoke and mirrors! Fucking literally! Reload and get back to your posts!"
Dietz returned to the room to check his own ammo. Whatever the thief's next trick was, he wasn't going to come out and fall for it.
* * *
On the roof, Helen heard him shout about smoke and mirrors and gave Mander a look that said "Hey, he figured it out!"
"Ok, yeah." Mander agreed. "That were amusing. They gotta be low on bullets now. They didn't pack for camping, they packed for a blitz-out; having to shoot their way through a random harbor patrol stop at most."
They got up and walked toward the edge of the roof that they'd ziplined onto. Mander secured a rappelling line and tossed it down into the alley where the entrance to the rear corridor faced.
"One last bit of fuckery to be sure." Helen told him, checking the line. She got on the headset again before taking hold of the rope and making her way to the ground. "ACME 3, hit it!"
From behind La Policia's barricades, employees of San Finzione Studios' Animatronics Department activated the remote unit they'd brought with them and went to work.
Inside the warehouse, the dummies who'd landed on their backs suddenly shot bolt upright. Others that hadn't landed correctly seemed to double over or spring up from the ground in odd, contorted ways. Their gun arms raised and the Nazis opened fire. More holes in the dummies joined those that had been shot into them on their way into the warehouse. They fired at the moving decoys until their guns clicked on dry chambers.
Their guns at the ready, Mander kicked in the door. Helen came in low, her gun seeking out the Nazi guarding the corridor. The goon spun at the noise and scrambled to reload his weapon. Helen fired twice, sending him to the ground. Mander rushed down the corridor, approaching the doorway that he knew Dietz was watching with the Sturmgewehr. He tucked into a ball and rolled past the open doorway. Dietz had the weapon aimed too high and fired a burst toward the rolling blur, missing him. Helen flattened against the doorframe.
"Oh, Heiny!" She called, and immediately backed away from her position as Dietz put holes in the wall.
"You're not taking me, you fucking cunt!" He shouted, emptying his magazine into the doorway. Now that she had her opening, Helen stepped into the doorway and saw him dressed in the Nazi costume she expected he'd be wearing.
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