The terrain PEXDET was marching through was flat and wide; the North China plains topography allowed huge storms of dust to blow in from the Gobi, and the dust-storms in turn reduced plant life to bare bushes and scraggly shrubs. It was in this climate that Renata was waiting, a few metres from his tent, for his killers to arrive.
As she had predicted, they came from the south, and the tall man leading the group raised a hand to halt the little platoon when Renata entered his sight. Renata remained upright, as straight as an arrow, as the tall man raised a hand to keep the dust out of his eyes.
"Renata! We have proof as to your identity. I have it all written down, right here. For the very survival of the People's Extraordinary Detachment, The Party has decided that you must be liquidated."
With that, he gave a nod to his followers. They fumbled in the jackets and produced various firearms, and short clicks could just about be heard above the howling wind. They armed them and pointed them at the alleged reactionary, waiting only for the Chairman's order to open fire. But suddenly, Renata swung his right arm out so it was perfectly horizontal; he gave his attackers pause for he was holding a long, sharp sword. Brandishing his steel in an iron grip, he called out to the tall man in a withering, mocking tone.
"The Party has decided? What, all three of you?"
The tall man looked over his shoulder in horror, to see that there were indeed only two loyalists standing with him; the screaming dust had allowed the others to slip away. Turning back to his victim, he was caught completely off-guard by Renata flying towards him, sword in hand. Renata's blade whirled like an propeller, an infernal engine, and it smacked the tall man right on the cheek, and knocked him back onto the floor. His two comrades scattered and ran, and the tall man was left to rely on his wit and his gun, which was lying several metres away. Renata raised her blade, and prepared to bring it down for a deep plunge into the tall man's stomach. But luckily, the tall man managed to kick Renata in the knee, and she toppled onto the floor, allowing the tall man to escape with just his a nick in his face and a burning sense of shame.
***
autolycus had watched the whole debacle from behind Renata's tent, and tutted with disdain when the tall man was sent running for his life. Renata appeared cheerful and confident, but autolycus giggled when he thought of how comfortable Renata would be after a visit from autolycus, and his bludgeoning ways. autolycus readied his big stick in anticipation, as Renata approached, blissfully unaware of the danger that lay just behind his tent.
"Aha! Got you!"
autolycus' collar was yanked back with tremendous force, and he coughed and gagged as he was choked by the tough linen fabric. autolycus could only squeak as three burly men with swords as big as his legs dragged him back into the darkness, allowing Renata's blissful obliviousness to be happily justified. They pulled him along for about fifty yards, before they found a sufficiently secluded area behind a large boulder, where they dropped him, freeing his wind-pipe.
"You blundering idiots!" spluttered autolycus, inbetween the sobs for oxygen "I'm a bloody Officer, and I was dealing with a bona fide Counter-Revolutionary!"
The three men looked at each other, before the burliest said in a scarily patronising tone:
"We know. That's why we stopped you, and it's also why we're going to kill you right now."
autolycus went white, as the burly men raised their large swords and menacingly approached. Thankfully for the other members of PEXDET, the sandstorm's screams muffled and blended with autolycus' own.
***
A loyal Communist returned to his tent without incident. He picked up a kettle which he had left bubbling on his camp fire, and crawled inside to pour it on some delicious noodles which he had swiped from the Officer's Quarters. Only, there was already somebody inside his tent, munching on his noodles.
"That dirty bastard..." growled the Communist under his breath. "I'm going to show him a thing or two when I-"
Throwing open the tent flap and jumping inside, he was confronted not just by a man and his noodles, but the hard, callous stare of a Japanese Kempeitai Officer
"Oh crap..."whimpered the Communist "Listen, you can keep the noodles, just let me get out of..." His pathetic attempt to escape his own tent was prevented by a Japanese soldier appearing from nowhere and blocking his exit. Putting a hand to his mouth, he whimpered.
The Kempeitai Officer sighed and finished slurping his delicious noodles. "We're not here to kill you, ******. We're just hear to present you with a ...proposition."
"Yes, a proposition" nodded the Grunt.
"Because we know all about you. We know about your home back in Darien, your love of sushi, and your general appreciation of Japanese war goals." continued the Officer, with a sinister smile
The Communist dropped his now cold kettle, and held his head in his hands
"So what do you say? You can either join us, in our fight for Greater-East Asian Prosperity and the Construction of a Pan-Asian Union, or, we can shoot you in the head." said the Officer, with a sparkle in his eye
The now ex-Communist glumly nodded, as he agreed to betray his Comrades, ideology and nation.
***
The Chairman assembled the Communists, again, with a disappointed and glum look on his face.
"...I guess we better keep on marching. We're nearly at Yan'an, Comrades, but they still walk amongst us. It is a shame we don't have more people like miotas with us, loyal Communists, who, although with a bit of a too-fond taste for sushi, or M3YUZ with their appreciation of Twelve-Pointed Suns were otherwise trusted and true Marxists."
Alive: 13/40
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