The Strange Adventures of Andrew Barnes. Chapter Five:Of Robots and Guns

“So, is it really that bad that M1 knows what we’re doing?” I asked a few hours later, after I had had a good nap. Jere pulled up a chair and sat down next to my bed.

“It’s very bad that he knows. Now he knows that we’re trying to protect you, which is bad. He’ll need to be more powerful to get you, which makes him more dangerous,” Jere replied. He stood up and walked over to a cupboard. He opened it, and I gasped. When Jere had opened it, the cupboard had gotten at least three times as it was before. It was filled to the brim with gun, knives, explosives, bombs, smoke bombs, grenades, and a few strange small, round, blue metal balls. Jere grabbed a 22. Pistol and threw it over to me.

“You know how to use a gun, right?” Jere asked as he pulled out a box ammunition and tossed it to me.

I nodded and picked up the pistol. It was quite small, and would fit in my pocket. I loaded it and stuffed it in my belt.

“It won’t do very much damage, it’ll just put a dent in him, but it’ll slow him down a little bit,” Jere said. He picked up two shotguns with straps over them and slung them over his shoulders. He picked up several pistols that I had never seen before. The barrels where as large as my wrist, and it had four barrels. I looked at it strangely. Jere must have seen me, because he told me what they were,

”These babies are called Magnum Blasters. They’re my favorite guns. These are just the pistols. There are rifles and grenades also. They are very powerful and deadly. See the bullets?” Jere handed me one of the bullets. Where the point of the bullet should have been, there was what looked like a huge star. It had many points, and at the end of each point, there were tiny holes.

“Those holes are where the fire comes out. You see, when the bullets hit anything, the fire that’s in the bullet shoots out of the holes and destroys anything within ten feet of it. It will destroy anything, and I mean anything. Metal, rock, wood, anything. You don’t want to mess with it unless you know what you’re doing,’ Jere finished and started polishing the Magnum Blasters and started whistling.

Alex came into the room, followed by Laura, Sue, and Jon. Alex took out three .22 pistols like mine, and handed one to each. Laura looked shocked as she turned the gun around in her hand. Sue put her gun on the bed and sat down next to it. Jon greedily took it and loaded it immediately. Jere tossed Alex a AK-47 and a few grenades. Alex took two .9 pistols and strung two pieces of leather to two small hooks on the handle of the guns. He hung the strings on his belt and handed me three grenades.

“Be careful with those. Don’t pull the string unless you’re going to throw it. It’s not a toy,” Alex said. He handed three grenades to the rest of us and told them the same thing.

I walked over to the gun rack and asked Jere,

“May I have one of those rifles?” I pointed to a slightly small brown rifle which was hanging on the wall. Jere nodded and handed it to me, along with a box of ammunition. He also gave me a machete, a hunting knife, and a pocketknife. I thanked him and walked over to my bed. I took out my pistol and rolled it around in my hand. What a wild day this is. I thought as I put it back in my pocket.

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SMASH! I was jolted awake by a loud crash in the back of the trailer. Jumping out of bed, I took out my pistol and cocked it. Everyone else was wide awake also. Sue and Laura screamed as there was another smash to the trailer. Jere came running into the bedroom and yelled,

 

“Get out of here! Quick!” We all rushed out into the darkness outside. I had a flashlight with me, so I turned it on. Everyone else had done the same. We all shone it at the back of the trailer. There was a large dump truck smashing the trailer. I shone the beam of light into the cockpit. Inside it was a man, he w***e a leather jacket, and he had silver eyes. I couldn’t see the rest of his body, because it was covered by the dashboard.

 

Suddenly, out of the back of the trailer I heard the sound of a gun go off. I saw four large bullets soar towards to truck. They hit it and the whole truck burst into flames. Then there was a huge explosion as the fire got to the gasoline. We all covered our eyes, as the fire was so bright.

 

Jere came sprinting out of the trailer, closely followed by belching flames. He grabbed Laura and Sue, and ran off to the truck that pulled the trailer. Alex, Jon and I followed suit. We reached the truck jumped inside. It was quite roomy, and it had three rows of leather seats. There was another explosion, and Jere slammed on the gas pedal.

 

I looked back behind me and saw a motorcycle come zooming up to us. I yelled out to Jere, who was driving,

 

“I think it’s coming back! It’s on a motorcycle!” Jere gave me a thumps up as we screeched around a sharp turn. Jon slammed against me, and I was squished between Jon and the window of the truck. As we came out of the turn, we both fell back to out original position.

 

Alex was yelling at the top of his voice, and both the girls were screaming. Jon looked like he was petrified.

 

The truck made another turn, but this time in the other direction than before, so this time Jon was squished. He yelled at me, and I could barely tell what he was saying,

 

“Get off me! Ahhhhh!!! Jere! He’s right on us!” Jere yelled, “Hold on!” and spun the truck around. The robot smashed into the front of the truck. It flew towards the windshield and smashed against it. As it fell back onto the hood, I saw a huge crack across the whole windshield. The robot took a gun out of his jacket and shot six times at the windshield. Jere yelled,

 

“Duck!” We all ducked. And just in time too. The windshield broke and two of the bullets zoomed to the back of the truck. It hit the back window. Glass rained down on Jon and me. Jon yelled as the robot stood up on the hood and loaded the gun. Jere slammed on the gas again, and the robot shot off of the truck. I looked in back of the truck. The robot crumpled on the hard road. It didn’t get up.

 

“Well, now you’ve seen a robot. We got away this time, but we might not be so lucky next time,” Jere said. We went around a corner, and I sighed. I unloaded my gun, and went to sleep.