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Monsterpocalypse FanFic 3 (part 2)

part 1

PROFIT

MARGIN

OF TERROR!

A Tale of The Monsterpocalypse

Fiction by A.G.M.

2
THE DIRTY CREW

There were four of the vehicles.   Four Trucks, each two stories high, capable of occupying four lanes on an average street. Each of their titanic wheels was taller than a man and could crush an SUV underfoot like nothing.   They were the kind of haulers used in mining to transport ore for processing, but at forty tons each, had been heavily modified for additional engine power, speed and carrying capacity.   Each of the monster trucks had similar features: a spiked plow in front of their grills for high-speed, punishing collisions; four swivel-mounted M60’s controlled remotely by the drivers, in case someone tried to board the vehicles; a hood-mounted flame thrower for those persistent hitchhikers and a massive, turret-mounted weapon’s system at the back of the hauler area of three of the vehicles and reinforced armor with bulletproof glass.   One had a rack of rocket launchers and had Fox JAW -FTE stenciled on the side.   The second truck had fuel tanks and four gigantic spray nozzles capable of spewing fiery, liquid death several hundred meters away and had ‘Gypsy Sunbeam’ written in flowery, psychedelic letters.   The third had what could be only described as a massive ray cannon like those shown in old science fiction movies with Gear Jammer-BTO written on its side.   All these were 16-wheelers while the last truck had 18-wheels and no turret-mounted weapons.   It carried the deadliest weapon of All in the form of what initially appeared to be a massive Egg, secured to its back by crane and huge braces.   It was Cletus Abramson’s Rolling Ranch, the head vehicle of the fleet.

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Monsterpocalypse FanFic 3 (part 1)

 

PROFIT

MARGIN

OF TERROR!

 

A Tale of The Monsterpocalypse

Fiction by A.G.M.

‘… and so, continuing our gazetteer of Devastation USA, we come across the quiet, quaint little town of Waurika.’

‘An oddity to this region, Waurika’s streets have never been riddled with craters nor its buildings been razed to the ground. Its citizens do not suffer from the starvation and cannibalism prevalent in other towns, nor are they armed to teeth, waylaying travelers.

‘In fact, as a town owned solely by a corporate entity, Waurika seems to enjoy a normalcy predating the Monsterpocalypse. Her streets are kept meticulously clean, her mail arrives via helicopter on time, her houses are all lit and well-tended.

‘Only the citizens of Waurika themselves bear haunted looks of
quiet desperation…’

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Blog? What blog?

Oh right we do have a blog.

Sorry for the lack of updates. (We didn’t even advertise Kaisen here we were so busy!)

But having survived our seventh Kaisen we will try and keep the blog (more or less) updated.

M.

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