Sneaky Sneaky

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10:30 am

Noah traced his steps, concealing his presence in the tall razor grass. The footsteps from the mad traced back to a camp which Noah followed, finding a torn piece of camouflage ripped cloth, Noah confirming his suspicion that this is where the general is held abducted. Noah felt his anxiety rise as he is in the terrain of the masked terrorists. Nearing and closing the gap between him and the camp, he finally heard the conversation of the guards.

"Man I'm sleepy" one said,

"Can't we just kill him and live our lives? Guard duty is boring" the smaller guard pointed his gun towards an unseen direction covered by the tent of the camp.

"Do that and you might as well get killed" said the taller guard with no interest.

"I'm gon' get a shut-eye, see ya later" the taller one proceeded and went of a direction, weaving a wave but not turning his back.

"W-wait!" said the other guard, looking back to the hostage and his friend frequently many times, which he then gave up and ran to tot eh tall guard.

"Wait for me!"

Perfect, whispered Noah, waiting a few moments for the two guards to disappear out of sight, Noah ran to the tent revealing a masked and gagged hostage.

Removing the rope tied to the pole connected to the arm, then removing the gag and the mask.

"Reporting in, Officer Noah, to the rescue, General Bradley" Brad couldn't believe what he was seeing, is this a hallucination? He then winced many times and then pinched himself and with a slap to his face, he turned to Noah,

"Welcome back, Officer Noah"

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