A Second Chance

Part 50 - To the end!

These tanks looked much bigger and stronger than the one we used back in Chicago. 

We had three of them with a bunch of others going in from the opposite direction. 

On one tank, it was me, Krasinski, and three other agents. On the other tank, there was Emily with other agents I didn't know of. And on the final tank, Mr. Parker, The Swordsman, and the others were there. 

"These tanks are state of the art," Krasinski said. "Camouflage and much more armored than the average tank."

"Yeah, they sure look good,"

"To the end. For you finding your home and me returning to my fiancé!"

"To the end!"

Krasinski motioned for the driver to start and the engine roared to life. 

We set sail for the final fight. 

...

The road wasn't that scenic. All there was was wilderness and I saw a couple of bears, but they couldn't see us because of camouflage. Of course, a lot of snow, but I'm not foreign to that concept. I just waited and looked around. 

I could go on my phone and do something fun, but something itched within me, stopping me from doing so. Maybe, it was just wanting to be wary of an ambush. Maybe it was a call to Ninjago. Or maybe it's some questions I've been dying to know. Maybe its a combination of all of those. 

Krasinski stayed silent, likely pondering similar things to me as well. I don't know, but he clearly wasn't in the mood to talk, and that wasn't a bad thing, because I don't wanna talk either. 

After a bit more, the tank stopped.

"We have arrived," Krasinski said. 

I looked at the front and saw it. The same picture that The Swordsman showed me earlier, but now in person. This is crazy... I've never seen a Nuclear Plant so big before. The one Mark had was powerful, yet small; this one was not only voluminous, but also even more powerful. 

"All that just to go to my old world," I muttered. 

"The plan is simple," Krasinski explained. "We go in and get as far as we can. Then, we go on foot. There are three different paths we will take, so that their attention is divided. The other reinforcement tanks will attack when the enemy is focused on us,"

"Good plan,"

"In the worst case, Deathstroke is alive, we die, but the rest of The Vipers alongside their international network is dismantled and the concealed news gets released. Best case, Deathstroke joins their collapse, you go home and find yourself, I go home to my fiancé, and it's a happily ever after,"

"Let's at least make it better than the worst case,"

"Indeed. It's time for retribution!"

Krasinski made a hand signal, and the driver started the engine again. 

For a while, nothing happened. 

We just kept going and I made sure to stay at the most secure part, the edge, so that any explosion didn't hurt us.

BOOM!

The tank lurched sideways as if the ground itself decided to go home. Something detonated beneath us, and the entire cabin jolted hard enough to knock the breath out of my lungs.

"What the-?!" 

"Landmines!" the driver barked. "Stabilizers, now!"

The interior lights flickered. The camouflage shimmered for half a second before going back to normal. To my right, the forest shook as snow blasted upward in a violent cloud.