Hunger

Chapter 2:9: The City Beyond Limits - Tactical Overdrive

After 24 hours, Diane and Brock tried again to infiltrate Halford Inc., but this time, they came to the complex with flaring guns.

"Intruders!” a henchman yelled, as he loaded his rifle.

After a second, there came a group of sentries in full weaponry. Multiple gunshot sounds came roaring above the skies.

Diane came dodging every bullet with her katana. She dashed between a group of sentries and came slashing them one by one.

Another wave of attackers came running towards them. Brock held his submachine gun, and pulled its trigger continuously. The sentries began to drop down like dominos.

Suddenly, a huge explosion was seen a foot away from them. They saw a group of sentries from the rooftop, arming rocket launchers.

"Oh come on! Is there anything that they don’t make here?!” Brock exclaimed.

"Brock, look out!"

Diane swiftly came towards Brock, and speared him away from the target spot. There came an explosion.

"I owe you one Diane. Now let me have them", Brock said, while he was standing back up.

He shot the sentries from the rooftop, and they fell like shot birds.

"That is what I call ‘Bird Hunting’, yeah!” Brock taunted, while he was blowing his gun.

"Come on Brock. We have to get inside", Diane said.

While they were barging inside the complex, they still saw sentries coming from different directions.

"Diane, find your cover!” Brock exclaimed.

She found her cover beside a machine. Brock cooked a grenade and tossed it to the sentries.

"Come on dogs! Fetch!” he shouted, as he threw it.

"Boom!” an explosion occurred.

"That should be the last of them", Brock said.

Unexpectedly, they heard a roar of a motorboat departing at the back of the complex.

"Diane! They are getting away! Go now! I will catch up! Use this!” he exclaimed, as he gave his gun to her.

She ran through the back door, exiting the complex, but it was too late. The sentries were a halfway on the lake. She shot them with the gun, blasting them in history.

"No!” Brock yelled, as he joined her.

"It’s now too late for us Brock! We have no choice!"

"They had the samples Diane. It’s now useless. The samples are now dumped in the lake. There is nothing we can do now!"

"No, wait. This is a factory. Are you thinking of what I am thinking right now?” she asked him.

"Hmm, we still got a chance to strain the diluted samples? I got a strainer in the trunk that we can use", Brock replied.

"No Brock! Don’t be silly! I know that there’s a water treatment plant somewhere here in the factory. We should activate it before the samples are get swept by the tide and get drunken by the fishes."

"Oh! Yeah! Now you’re thinking!"

Suddenly, as they turn their backs . . .

"Where do you think you’re going?"

It’s Richard, together with Randall!

"Hold it right there intruders. There’s no way for you to get your plan B started. You’re already too late! The samples will be splashed by the waves and they will be spread out by diffusion. There is nothing you can do now", Richard said, while he was pointing his gun at them.

"If you’re thinking about using the water treatment plant, you’re still too late. I have already punched the factory lock down button, and the evidences of the Halford Inc. will remain as a myth forever. The Rushford citizens will never stand a chance of living their whole, pathetic lives on this city, not anymore."

 "You are planning to destroy Halford Inc., but luckily for us, this will be the beginning of our plan to destroy you all first."

"Richard, you’re still not getting away with this! Someday, your plans of destroying this city will be terminated, and all your people, including you, will pay for what you have done!” Diane shouted at him.

"Hahaha! Oh yeah? I’m sorry to hear that, but you two have chosen this. Randall, dispose of them now", he ordered.

Randall pointed his gun at them, and pulled the trigger.

Two gunshots were heard.