Rad and Joe

The agents flattened themselves into the thick carpet. Seconds later, two bullets whizzed over their heads, smashing a mirror across the room into a million pieces.

“You okay?” Joe asked without raising his head an inch from the carpet.

“Yeah,” Jack answered, thinking what a perfect target he had made against the window. “I guess I owe you one, buddy.”

“You owe me two, buddy,” Joe said. “Don't forget I saved you from that Nazz torture squad last week.”

“Listen, I paid that one back when I saved you from the Nazz thugs the next day,” Jack said. He started to grin in spite of their danger.

For years he and Joe had been keeping count.

Another pair of bullets blasted through the window, whistling by even closer to their heads.

“Those guys are good,” Joe said. “Real good.”


- Worlds of Power: Bionic Commando, Chapter 1