21: Hike
Hike. Five miles from lair, out of fuel, the rotor craft was ditched. Metaloiders: five. Robots: zero.
"Is Chief at the lair?" asked Silver. Top slapped him. Bottom kissed him. Bruci had jogged ahead. "Who's that guy?" Silver, with an inclined head, indicated the odd cyborg who trailed.
"Thought you knew," said Top.
"Don't answer," said Bottom.
"Bruci lied," said Silver. "There is no Chief. Has anyone seen him?"
"If Bruci is Chief, who cares," said Top. "Leaders are bullshit."
"Shut up!" Bottom kicked a bottom.
"Kick her," complained Silver "for leaking rebel shit."