As Vic turns onto a dirt road, the ETK fishtails and hits a tree. “Alright, that’s that! One minor problem- how am I supposed to be safe? We don’t know where their boss is. He’s probably right under our no-“ We realize that the road we’re on is an access road to the old sawmill. In the sawmill, there are about 75 black ETKs parked amongst the open-air buildings, of which are full of computers, guns and explosives. A makeshift helipad, made of wood planks, is located onsite. In the center, there is a small building with a steel door and iron bars covering the windows. “Look, this must be their HQ. According to my GPS, these are the same coordinates that were mentioned in the text. We need to destroy this place. But how?” I tell Vic to jam the Moonhawk in reverse, and we leave the compound before we are even spotted.
“Oh, probably all they have left. All we need are some explosives. But, we’d lose mountains of evidence. We need something that will, ah, flush them out but preserve the evidence.”
“Yep. Let’s call up all the law enforcement we can and shut it down.” At first, the FPD were hesitant to help after the bridge destruction, but were ultimately in. I called up ten other FBI agents, and nine were in. We set up a plan- a simple one. Carbon monoxide alarms inside plant are set off remotely. Law enforcement surrounds compound as agents stream out. The agents are arrested, or otherwise apprehended.
Alrighty. I’m ready... Are you sure we’re gonna be able to take them? I mean, we have a lot of FBI agents but they have a lot of guys too.
“We’ll see.” I tap a button on my phone, and the alarms go off. Unarmed agents stream out of the buildings, only to run back. Most are shot or tazed, but about fifteen have obtained guns and explosives. A grenade is thrown towards the police cruisers, but it rolls into the forest and explodes. A police officer gestures to advance towards the building, and I grab my rifle and oblige. We storm the compound, swiping evidence and computers as well as capturing the fifteen remaining Agents. And just like that, the worst four days of my life were over.
We’ve gotta stay in contact this time. Yeah, remember guys, tommorow at 6 meet at my house and we’ll go down to a bar. Also, I suppose we’ve gotta buy new phones... I’ve been doing that a lot recently.
“Alright, I’m out. Good work guys, good work. I’ll see you all at the bar.” I decide to try the door of an 800-Series, and it opens. I flip down the sun visor, and sure enough, there are the keys. I start the engine and speed off into the sunset.
Yeah, I guess i’m out too. I suppose our supervisors will take care of all this evidence. See you tommorow! * I grab my Moonhawk and start it up. A few moments later I floor it out *
*in hospital *woken up by loud explosion “What the...” *falls back asleep only to wake up to... “BREAKING NEWS! Police have successfully apprehended the mystery gang that has been terrorising the town of Firwood this week, over to Fred on the scene...
