Episode 1 The steel grey eyes narrowed agaist the oncoming snow, patiently watching for his target. The sound of crunching footsteps came towards him as he crouched among the snow drifts. From out of the blizzard appeared two dark figures, the AK74s slung across their backs. The waiting man braced himself for action and cocked his blunderbus. "Come and get it you pair of b*stards," he muttered under his breath, smiling in anticipation of a kill. The figures were level with him when he struck like a cobra, blasting one of the men in the chest, before spinning towards the other and despatching him with a smack from the butt of the blunderbus, square in the face. The man lay clutching his nose in agony but was soon quieted by a solid stamp from a brown, leather riding boot complete with silver spurs. The kill was satisfying and the man smiled and reloaded his blunderbus with great care and fondness. "Lets move to the next one shall we Mable," the man said fondly to his blunderbus, and walked into the blizzard. The man wouldn't rest till the job was complete, and a man like Colonel Pimperton Smythe would always finish a job, or die trying. NEXT INSTALLMENT SOON!