Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... that he stop and surrender his weapons, or be fired on, at which he opened fire with a police rifle under full automatic, emptying the entire clip into her chest. She’d been coached to offer a full front target, encouraging a spread of bullets that would not be concentrated in one place, and to position one foot behind, to brace herself against the impact, which she was assured the armour could easily cope with. Joyce was firing measured shots, with her arms held high, out of the expected stream of bullets, one to each leg, just above the knee, the first merely a flesh wound, the second breaking the bone. The man had staggered but remained standing, reaching for his second rifle, slung from the shoulder, and as he brought it up, Joyce’s third shot hit the 30 shell magazine, which promptly exploded, blowing a hole through his chest. Joyce checked to confirm he was dead, though there wasn’t much chance of anything else with a wound like that, then turned away, trying to rationalise her actions. Div had to replay the encounter through the monitor, showing the man’s determination to kill her without qualm or hesitation, as opposed to her intention to disable him non-lethally. A further study of the final shot proved that Joyce had fully targeted his upper arm at the moment of release, and it was the man’s own actions that had placed the magazine in the path of the shot. The pursuing search team was still eighteen miles away, on foot, struggling to follow the meagre trail the ...

... man had left behind, so Div tuned in to the police frequency, identifying himself as Special Forces, Covert Ops. He reported that his team had diverted from a nearby training mission to support the search in this area, having located the escaped suspect in a forest clearing, and gave them the co-ordinates. They had taken heavy fire, and had tried to disable the target, but a malfunction in one of his captured weapons had inflicted fatal injuries, ending the incident. Div promised to provide extracts from the mission log video footage, in order to complete the police report, but due to security on his own team, he was vacating the area, and signed off. He duly sent them a video stream, with an accompanying text report, by untraceable data comms, and then planted a long branch into the ground next to the body, with a rifle hung from it as a marker for the approaching search team. Joyce wasn’t happy with the way things had turned out, but she’d been given no other acceptable option, and hoped she could eventually come to terms with taking someone’s life. The fact that she’d protected the lives of a dozen young girl scouts went a long way to making it worthwhile, and now she had to get on with taking care of another person in apparent danger. She set the suit to Speed mode again, and Div navigated them back to their starting point on the trail, but this time without the breakneck theatricals, and they made the trip in three hours. She was back on the bus in another hour, with her ...