Destroy Admiral Xing's mind control device

"I assure you that my memory banks are fully functional. Our mission is to infiltrate Admiral Xing's secret base, free the Alliance prisoners, and destroy his mind control device. The base is located zero-point-eight-four kilometers from our current location." Your mind tells you that the gynoid can't show emotion, but K-8 seems annoyed. Then you wonder where that information came from. You dismiss the thought.

"Okay, you are correct. Your memory banks are functioning perfectly. Let move." You look ahead and see a glow ahead on the horizon. You trot toward it, avoiding the weird plants and rocky footing. This is the coolest dream you've ever had before. Then you remember that you weren't asleep.

The vegetation gets thicker as you near the secret base. You review in your head everything you can from reruns of Buck Rogers and those old Flash Gordon serials. You chuckle as the appearance of the gynoid reminds you of that weekend you rented Flesh Gordon and Barbarella. Maybe if you just play along like you have, you can have some fun and get out of this alive. The hero always triumphs in the end in these old serials. Oh, and gets the girl. You wonder if you get the gynoid or some beautiful princess.

"I detect a **** field and guards ahead," K-8 says at a low volume. It's not like she's whispering, just lowering the volume of her voice. "How will we lower the shield?"

"Can you detect the field generator?" you ask.

"Seventeen-point-six degrees to starboard." She points to your right. "There are two lifeforms near it. I detect the energy signatures of two blast rifles."

"Thank you, K-8."

"You do not need to thank me, Captain Doe. It is my purpose to serve you, and I am a gynoid. I do not require social pleasantries."

"I'll try to remember that, K-8, but remember that I am human, and social pleasantries are part of my programming."

"I will remember, of course. We have already tested my memory banks."

"Now, let's stop talking until we get this **** field down."

"Yes, Captain."

You move in the direction she pointed, wary of the guards ahead. The vegetation is now thick enough to give you good cover. You come to a clearing and remain in the brush. Ahead you see two guards in outlandish uniforms with ringed epaulets and helmets with a fin down the middle. They hold blast rifles that look like they are made with vacuum tubes and compact fluorescent light bulbs. They stand in front of a large gray box with lots of blinking lights and antennae; a Jacob's Ladder with electrical arcs sits on top. You draw your ray gun from your belt.

Right at your ear you hear the very quiet voice of K-8 saying, "You can only shoot one guard. The other will shoot back, causing lots of noise. How shall we neutralize them both at the same time?"

"You don't have a ray gun?" you whisper. You remember that her outfit didn't leave any room for hiding a ray gun, and you didn't see one when you looked her over.

"No, Captain. You know that the Space Ranger Corps doesn't allow gynoids to use energy ray weapons. You are testing me often today."

"Can you sneak around behind the guard on the right and neutralize him? I'll take the one on the left."

"Yes, Sir. That is within my programming."

"Okay, when you are ready, give me a sign and we will coordinate our attack."

"Yes, Sir." You turn and see her silver body slip into the undergrowth. Her backside is as impressive and her front. The silver orbs of her ass in that thong are flawless. You turn back to the guards.

In a half minute, you see K-8's face in the leaves behind the guard on the right. You nod to her, and she returns the nod. You take aim at the left guard. You see her body emerge from the jungle, and she throws a flying karate kick at the head of the guard. You shoot the other guard just as her foot connects. The ray gun emits a light crack as a beam of purplish light lances out to the other guard. It strikes him in the chest. He cries out, but his outburst is cut short by the smoking hole that appears in the middle of his chest. You hope his shout wasn't loud enough to be heard. You realize that the beam is the first color you've seen in this sci-fi world.

You rush up to the **** field generator.