“Have you been drinking, though, Tuck?” Reynold asked and Tuck suddenly looked a little guilty.
“I... had a bit of... a quarter of a thing, but it’s gone now," Tuck stammered and Gilbert folded his arms.
“Well I’d call that a big yes," Gilbert said quietly to Reynold, who couldn’t help but crack a smile as he examined his dual golden pistols.
“How do you feel?” Gilbert asked Reynold, who cocked both of the shiny golden blasters.
“Ready," Reynold said, winking at his friend.
Tuck, Reynold and Gilbert loaded the Lamborghini with guns and bombs, reloading the mounted cannon on the hood of the hovering car as well.
Robin, John and Will came over to them to bid them farewell. The men all wore armoured shiny green suits with hoods.
“I can’t thank you enough for your help,” Robin began, “.. You are not only my partners in this, you’re all my friends. My merry men," Robin said and the six men eyed each other one last time.
“Well I guess this is it!” Will said and Tuck belched loudly.
“Is he going to be okay to drive?” Will asked and Reynold shook his head.
“Oh absolutely not. We wouldn’t dream of letting him drive. Honestly, he’s barely riding shotgun,” Reynold replied as he and Gilbert jumped into the hovering car, Tuck climbing into the back with his rocket launcher. Robin looked up into the sky as the green Lamborghini took off and flew towards the city, the engine purring in the distance. He took a deep breath before following Will and John up the boarding ramp of The Alanna.
Yes. He thought to himself. We are going to pull this off he said in his mind. And if we don’t? Well, today is as good a day as any to die, he thought, smiling as he ran up the boarding ramp of the freighter, the ramp raising behind him as the chrome U-shaped vessel rose from the ground, its landing gear tucking in beneath it as it flew off toward the castle.
Chapter fifteen: The revolution begins
Friar Tuck mumbled to himself as the flying Lamborghini flew through the dark city streets. The neon billboards projecting holographic women, beckoning men to venture to their adult clubs, others projecting alien cage fighting. Reynold steering the car through flying traffic as a light rain fell from the sky.
The city, a teeming metropolis of life and light welcomed them with the sounds of blaring horns and loud music. The car sped towards the ground, hovering over the red light district and careening towards the massive tower in the middle of the city.
Gilbert checked the weapons, ensuring the blasters were fully charged while Friar Tuck nursed the large rocket launcher.
“Are you going to be able to fire that thing?” Gilbert asked Tuck, who smiled as he nodded.
“Don’t you worry about me, lad! I’ve never been more ready in (hic) all my life,” Tuck replied as Reynold drove the flying vehicle, hovering over the road towards the castle.
Nottingham castle was massive and on approach the men could see clearly that it rose higher than any of the other buildings. It was also extremely well guarded with the police performing frequent fly bys in case of a terrorist attack.
Reynold flipped some switches and a targeting system appeared on the screen as he aimed the reticule directly at the gun towers at either side of the castle. The cannon on the car hood could easily take out two targets simultaneously, providing the targets weren’t shielded. However, their attack was simply a diversion to create a distraction from the real attack that would come from above. In any case, they needed to be on guard. Once the front turret towers of the castle were attacked, it would attract a great deal of attention.
“You think the turrets are shielded?” Reynold asked and Tuck shrugged.
“It doesn’t matter. It will get their attention," Gilbert replied and Reynold nodded, taking in a deep breath.
Outside the castle walls were a small platoon of Robotic soldiers that each held powerful laser rifles. Gilbert was already sizing them up, taking weapons in each hand, passing a pulse rifle to Reynold.
“Well, I hope you a-holes are ready for this,” Reynold said, taking the trigger on the joystick in both hands and firing four shots.
The rockets flew out of the hood cannon of the car, hitting the two towers and blasting them both to rubble which fell to the street outside the castle walls, some of it crushing some robot soldiers.
“Holy shit! We blew them!” Reynold said and Gilbert yelled over his triumphant whooping.
“Yeah you might want to keep firing,” Gilbert yelled, as Reynold fired at the platoon of soldiers who were no doubt still wondering where the attack was coming from. The rockets exploded, causing fragments of the robots to fly apart, reducing them to spare parts.
Reynold stayed in the car as Tuck and Gilbert jumped out, walking towards the castle and firing their weapons. Tuck fired a rocket from the rocket launcher at the gate to the castle, blasting a massive hole inside it. He cheered with joy, frowning suddenly as he watched a small army of soldiers march out of the castle with a tank. Several patrol vehicles flew towards them from over their heads and small buzzing drone droids flew out of the massive hole he’d blown in the castle.
“We’ve got their attention Reynold!” Tuck screamed, running back towards the car as the robotic army marched towards them, firing laser blasts from their rifles.
“Oh shit," Reynold said as Gilbert and Tuck jumped back into the car. Reynold aimed the targeting system at
