[Bozos of Bones]

Needing time to ponder on this new development in the situation, Regicide and Bakilas ran and hid behind an abandoned vehicle.
"That cannon is ready to fire!"- Regicide stated.
"Yes, and this one will be also. We must stop them. Fast!"- Bakilas answered, pointing at the first cannon.
"It will take at least ten more minutes for this cannon to prepare, and that one will be fully ready in two. If I can get to that cannon in time, I just might be able to cause an explosion that will destroy the duplicate island. You shut this one down. I'll come help once I'm finished. OK?"-Regicide asked. He took out his backpack from his suitcase.
"How do you think you'll be able to shut that cannon down in two minutes, alone, and then come help me?"- Bakilas seemed insulted.
"I won't be alone. I'll help me. You will too."- Regicide said with a slight grin on his face.
"Cover me?"- Regicide asked.
"Sure!" -Bakilas answered, readying his rota-cannon and grenades.
Regicide ran for the edge of the island, away from the conflict that erupted once Bakilas threw the first grenade. Bullets flew past, but Regicide couldn't be bothered, he had a job to do. His backpack unfolded into an assortment of mechanical parts, which started connecting and clicking into place. Six metallic lines expanded from the construction on Regicide's back, and connected into a rough circle. Sparks and arcs flew as parts of the pack started glowing, pulsing. The rough circle was now energised and electric arcs danced on it's rimm. Regicide ran faster, clutching his plasma gun closely, hoping he'd have enough energy to fly over to the other island. He reached the edge and lurched himself high into the air. His grav manipulator now took hold of his trajectory and speed, directing him toward the duplicate cannon.
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Regicide and Bakilas fought on the edge of the street, their enemies gaining ground, hoping to throw them off. There were at least twenty sodliers, everyone armed with heavied weaponry as the rota-cannon, vulcan or plasma pulsar.
regicide and Bakilas took turns to try and place a few well-aimed shots at the incoming guards. Bakilas emptied clip after clip out of his rota-cannon, now having many clips he picked up from the enemies' corpses. As he mowed down three or four guards he ducked as the guards focused thair fire on him. It was Regicide's turn, and as he was getting up to fire away he saw something he couldn't believe. He saw himself, behind the guards, mowing them down with the incapacitator. The guards panicked and started running around, shooting histerically. Regicide, the first one, opened fire as well and the pair quickly made short work of the guards. The street now being clear, the two Regicides started walking toward each-other, Bakilas eyeing them, puzzled look on his face.
"I thought you might need some help disabling the cannon, so I came to give you a hand." - Regicide said.
"How the hell... What are you... Where... Ah. I see. You left him"-Regicide said, pointing at Bakilas-"down there to take care of the other cannon."