Scouting Out the Cerebro-bunker

Recondo: We’re here… but the snakes are on high alert. Not unexpected… We’re going to have to wait until dark.

 

Dataframe: Then what? We aren’t exactly carrying much heat. I just have a fuckin’ pistol!

 

Recondo: In the dark we might have a chance.

 

Dataframe: And we’re going to camp this close to the base?

 

Recondo: Any further away and we’ll be found by the Turcaro’s. Their security sweeps don’t seem to be coming this close to the base. They won’t think to look for us here.

 

Barbecue: That only means they must ‘ave someone else guardin’ hearrrrrrrrrr!

 

Recondo: We’ll have to take our chances till dark. There’s no other place the Tucaros won’t find us.

 

Barbercue: Then suppose’n we make it to dark… then we cut off ‘er ‘eads with me axe?

 

Recondo: Something like that…

 

They stay quiet until nightfall. The guard detail outside of the base remain diligent in their duties.

 

Recondo: Ok, time to move… Follow me and keep quiet.

 

Done