[Joe Demko]

Plumville. Shoot. I’m still only in Plumville. Every time, I think I’m going to wake up back on the street. It started when I came home from my first patrol. I’d wake up and there’d be nothing. I hardly said a word to my wife until I said yes to a second cup of coffee. When I was here, I wanted to be there, all I could think of was getting back on the street. When I was there, all I could think about was the job. I’ve been on furlough for a week now. Waiting for a call-out. Getting softer. Every minute I sit in this Barcalounger I get weaker. And every minute Sweetdaddy Scumpup owns the streets he gets stronger…

When I first pinned on the badge, this was a different place. Sure we had the occasional rowdy drunk, and sometimes the boys off the fishing fleet could get a little extreme, but nothing organized. Nothing focused. Then Sweetdaddy Scumpup got here.
Sweetdaddy Scumpup is the Professor Moriarty of Western Pennsylvania. Goofballs, pachinko, trained lap-dancing farm animals, you name it…if it’s criminal, he controls it.

I’d been given a week’s furlough for being a little too vigorous in the way I’d handled one of Sweetdaddy’s henchmen. Actually, he’d been more of a minion, but I digress. Now I was jonesing for the street. I had a new patrol rifle, a Koosbanian AK-47, locked and loaded and I was ready to take back the streets…

To Be Continued

[Mark Tyson]

I sense the start of an e-comic here.

[Schuey2002]

trained lap-dancing farm animals,
LMAO! :D

[bogie]

If Golgo gets trashed out on bourbon and starts punching out mirrors while badly dancing to 1960's psych tunage, I'm gonna vote for the blue pill.

[Fly320s]

Let me guess... Martin Sheen is gonna play you in the movie.

[lycanthrope]

I think Charlie Sheen may be more appropriate.

Go Golgo, go.

[Balog]

Sounds like somebody's trying to give the Lawdog files a run for their money. [/sits back with popcorn to watch the show]

[Joe Demko]

Koosbania is a tiny republic, formerly part of the Soviet Union. 25 years ago, experts debated whether Koosbania even existed. Today, it is acknowledged as the source of the finest Eastern Bloc weapons.
As Edward M Ezell wrote in Communist Guns and the Men Who Love Them, "Extensive testing and evaluation by such elite groups as Delta Force and the SAS indicate that the Koosbanian AK variants are indisputably the shiznit." Or from The Ignorant Slut's Guide to Firearms Identification 9th Edition: "The Koosbanian AK series is notably well done. If only it were British..."
B-Dawg had received a tiny shipment of Koosbanian surplus, and the moment I saw the AK, I had to have it. Legendary AK reliability, Koosbanian craftsmanship. What more could you ask for in a patrol rifle? I took the AK, several thirty round magazines, and a Koosbanian battle pac of ammo.

Finally, the call out came. I got a phone call from the big boys downtown. Attempted hijacking of a tractor trailer in progress in the warehouse district. I strapped on my duty belt, slung the AK and headed for the door.

More Later

[Joe Demko]

When I arrived, some of them were dragging the driver out of the truck, chortling at the prospect of sodomizing him to death and then eating him. Spikey-haired mutants. Probably from Ohio. I hate when they cross the river and raid into Pennsylvania.
I keyed the mike and bellowed at them over the cruiser's PA system "None of you move!" Naturally, they all scattered and ran for their vehicles. One of them paused long enough to scream "F*** you, Bronze!" and fire an arrow from a little wrist-mounted crossbow at my cruiser. It cracked the windscreen.
The others, in the meantime, had reached their assortment of dune buggies, motorcycles, and other high performance vehicles. They roared off toward the Ohio border, my friend with the crossbow leaping aboard a passing dune buggy at the last moment.
Our policy in Western Pennsylvania is simple when it comes to Spikey-haired mutants: As long as the paper work is clean, you can do what you want. I smiled grimly and took off in pursuit. The last I saw of the truck driver, he was pulling his trousers up and buckling them with an expression of relief on his face.
I kicked in the blower and started gaining ground on the Spikey-haired mutants almost immediately. Their rear-most vehicle was a dune buggy with a harpoon launcher mounted on the back. The miscreant manning the launcher smiled at me with filed teeth and launched his harpoon. I swerved and it crashed through the passenger side of the windshield and lodged in the seat. I snatched the bowie from behind the sunvisor and severed the nylon rope attached to the harpoon with a single slash.
Then I floored it and smashed directly into the back of the dune buggy...

[bogie]

When in doubt, just remember - there is no replacement for displacement.

[Correia]

Damn mutants. Get them Golgo.

[P95Carry]

Golgo .... you once more seem to have too much time on your hands!!! Which is great news!:D

LawDog, once again .. watch out .. you have serious competition. Ooops ...... damned funny competition!:p

Keep up the good work Sir ...... you have already lightened my otherwise rather dreary day!:)

[Subby]

Give those flatlanders hell. Especially if they're from Cleveland.

Sub

[sm]

This reads well if Iron Butterfly's " In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida", Steppenwolf's "Magic Carpet Ride" and "Born To Be Wild" is playing in the background...just some ideas for the music part...coincidence perhaps...but fitting...good tunes playing tonight...:p

Get 'em Golgo-13

We get a Heroine in this one by chance?

[7.62FullMetalJacket]

More like Mad MAx in post-Hillary America

[P95Carry]

More like Mad Max in post-Hillary America Now - there's a mental pic if I ever ........... :D :D

[GySgt]

I think Charlie Sheen may be more appropriate.

I'm thinking Billy Bob Thornton........:p

[Warner]

Is Don Knotts still alive?

[lycanthrope]

No, no, no.......can't be Don Knotts.

Barney Fife only carrys ONE bullet in his gun. Golgo needs more firepower to deal with the vicious horde.

[Warner]

OK, ok....however, he wasn't a real cop, but he did play one.

[Joe Demko]

Actually, I think Tim Thomerson (http://yuchtar.users4.50megs.com/Gallery/Dollman.jpg) is an excellent choice to play me.

[Buckskinner]

I'd vote for Bruce Campbell!

http://www.bruce-campbell.com/images/filmography/army-of-darkness-04.jpg

"Shop smart! Shop S mart!"

[Joe Demko]

The sheet metal "armor" the Spikey-haired mutants like to slap all over their four-wheel vehicles crumpled like a gum wrapper. The impact dislodged "Captain Ahab" from his harpoon gun and onto the hood of my cruiser.
I laughed maniacally and snatched up the AK from the passenger seat. Steering with my knees, I aimed right at the tip ofhis pox-raddled nose ( a technique I learned at the TEOTWAKI driving course I took at Fire Site last year). I squeezed off a five round burst. No result! I missed him completely at a range of about three feet!
I threw the AK back into the passenger seat, set the cruise control at 105, snatched the tomahawk from behind the other sunvisor, and climbed out through the broken windshield after him. I got to my feet simultaneously with my opponent, and we squared off with the blower between us. He brought up his left arm with one of those little crossbows at his wrist...

[Joe Demko]

when the cruiser went off the road. Cruise control...Auto pilot...I always get those two things mixed up. They are both good and useful items, but they are apparently not interchangeable.
In any case, dear reader, we did leave the road. Mutant, cruiser, and I were all airborne briefly before coming to a rather abrupt rest in one of the tar pits that are common on the Pennsylvania-Ohio border. Happily enough,that was also the order in which we landed.
I just had time to flounder my way to the fast sinking cruiser and retrieve the AK before it and "Ahab" went on to glory.
I slowly made my way to solid ground. It is fortunate, indeed, that my department mandates annual tar pit and quicksand survival qualification. Western Pennsylvania is no place for posers, I assure you.
I had just crawled through 10 or 12 yards or fine, powdery sand when I heard the roar of engines. I struggled to my knees and looked up just in time to see myself surrounded by the very same gang of mutants I had been pursuing only moments before.
"I feel like chicken tonight..chicken tonight!" I heard one of them mutter.

[enfield]

Get 'em Golgo!!

(stay tuned for next week's episode, when Golgo the Conquerer . . . .)

[P95Carry]

Dammit Golgo .. now the text-bytes are getting smaller ...... this is an inhumane treatment of your audience!!:p

Suspense = stress ... doncha know that??!!:D

[ceetee]

Naw... It's gotta be that geeky-lookin' little guy from "Friends".

You know; the one that's always in rehab...

[Kurt]

Mark my vote for PeeWee Herman in the lead role.......

:o