Obtaining Weapons

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Me. Ethan Evans, Matthew and Chase got out from under the desk. We opened the door to the hallway slowly to see several 7th and 8th graders patrolling the hallway.
"Bull crap." I said. "There's no way to get past them!"
"No." Matt said. "If we can silently takedown the first few we see, we can take their weapons!"
"Yeah." Evans said. "That'll make it 100 times easier."
"Whatever, anything to have a few guns with us." Said Chase.
I slowly went to the heavily guarded hallway, the others closely followed. I walked into what used to be Mrs. Britt my math teachers room and found one of the 5th graders standing there with a small .22 handgun in his hand. He was looking and messing around with some sort of control panel.
Matt silently entered the room, the kids back was turned. I couldn't identify who it was, he had some type of suit on or something, surprised a 5th grader got recruited by Gavin anyway.
Matt tripped the fifth grader from behind and cuffed the kid with his own handcuffs. Matt took the handgun and came back to us.
"It's a crappy 22, but it will do for now until we can get better weapons." Chase said.
Next, I took the .22 handgun and went to the lobby. We saw 2 students on the outside of the lobby doors holding very high-tech shotguns.
"How the crap did they afford guns like that?" Evans said.
"They didn't." I said.
I snuck right at one of the glass doors and shot trough the glass with the small handgun, it didn't do crap to the 8th grader, he had armor on, but I shot him rapidly in the chest before he fell unconscious. The other student heard it a charged toward us. I have Matt the handgun and he just fired at the 8th grader like this was our last day on earth.
I picked up the shotgun from the unconscious 8th grader.
"Get out of the freaking way!" I said to everyone. I shot the charging student and he fell to the ground, with a small pool of blood It would've done more damage, but he had armor on. Still knocked him unconscious though.
We took the other shotgun and were on our way. We went back through the hallway of the room, shot a ton of other students trying to kill us. We got to the art room, and saw someone we did not expect.

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