Morris and Masha spent their last round from the M249, they cracked all the oval cases and freed the queen bees, the swarm quickly disappeared into thin air.
"Boy these things are hot!" Masha striped off her bomb disposal suit.
"Why do you think bomb squads in Iraq stop wearing them? They rather die exploding than cooking up in these things!"
Travelling light, they picked up their assault rifles and found their way to the control room, where all the technicians were busy salvaging the system.
"Where's everyone?" Morris asked. Seeing the confusion in their eyes, he corrected. "Bad guys! Where are they?"
"They're all gone." one technician stuttered, his eyes fixed on the rifles.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, we saw a girl taking her last men out. I think they went with the trucks."
"Did you see a blonde girl?"
"I don't know! They all just left!" the technician quickly returned to his repairs.
Morris turned to Masha, picked up the radio and asked.
"JoJo. Where are you guys?"
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Dance Moms Bodyguard (14) Collide
ActionWhen two nations clash, Chloe's two worlds also collide.
