This had to work; it was our last chance to free the hostages before the terrorists’ deadline.
The unit was reassembled, briefed on the situation, and told that a state of the art assault vehicle would be our transport.
When our “secret weapon” arrived at the staging point, we couldn’t hold back our laughter. This wasn’t the time to play a joke – even to break the tension.
No joke. Ice Cream Truck Mark 1 (ICTM1) was equipped with all the latest in anti-terrorism gear. The front was reinforced, capable of ramming through 6 inch walls. The musical speakers could play sounds that deafened the opponent, or screeched in their heads until their eardrums ruptured. The roof top ice cream cone was a missile launcher. Sonics so precise, it could pick up a heart beat from 50 miles away.
The beauty was no one expects the ice cream man to be a trained assassin. All we had to do was play the ice cream music, and the terrorists would call us over. Who could resist that song!
Special Report: An ice cream truck has rescued the hostages. Their captors were apprehended – frozen to the spot and put on ice.
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PS: There is a BBC America show call, “Blood, Sweat, and Gears.” Each week two teams compete to rebuild a car, etc into something else and then face off. The only one I ever watched was where one team turned an ice cream truck into an assault vehicle, with the cone on top as a gun placement. So my idea isn’t new – I’m recycling from BBC in America.
Written for the Sunday Photo Fictioner, May 17, 2015.
@ phylor 2015