Bullets flying, ricochets, sound of running.
The squad of mercenaries retreats under heavy fire. Outgunned and ambushed, their options are severely limited.
Panic is not an option. Years of training override instinctive fears. They run, but only so they can return to fight another day...
I told you we needed ID.
It's not my fault you look like a teenager.
You sissies go get ID, then. I'm fetching the Plasma Cannon.
The week of Schlock Mercenary that you are reading, which appears in the storyline as August 28, 2000, through September 2, 2000, is actually the very first week-long storyline I scripted and drew (sometime in March of 2000). Unfortunately, I couldn't run it as week one, because I hadn't introduced "Kevyn" yet, and I wanted to do that with the "corporate takeover" plot line. Then I couldn't do it because all of the characters were not in the same place, or the place that they were in just didn't allow the kind of frolicking that would get them into the pinch they got into in this thread. So I waited, and bided my time, and finally found a spot for these six days. And they aren't non-sequitur--you'll see why on September 3rd...Hopefully this explains the slightly different appearance of the characters. I'm way too lazy to go back and re-draw anything--I just trust that you enjoyed it in spite of this.