The fire is spreading more rapidly than normal, mainly because of the fuel that is continuing to spread throughout the Facility. The odds of them being able to halt or put the fire out are slim, to none. We must move with haste, there's no telling how much worse this fire could get.
We began to approach the building which possessed the compound, when the thought struck me.
"Administrator, can you hear me?" I said, into my radio.
"Yes. Did you find the compound yet?" he said.
"No, not yet. But, a thought just occurred to me. Do you believe that this could have been a result of sabotage?" I asked him.
"Now that you mention it, sabotage does seem like the most likely cause of the fire."
"Have you and your men been able to determine the cause of the fire yet?"
"Still no luck with that yet. But, we did determine that the fire did originate from the Fueling Station."
That's when it hit me. If the fire started in the Fueling Platform, then what led to the start of the fire?
"Hold on a minute," I said. "Can you tell me what failed first at the Fueling Platform?" I asked.
"The Fuel Pump Valve that's connected to the fuel tank. It's where we attach the hose to re-fuel vehicles. But, we haven't been able to determine how yet." he said.
"I think someone may have planted a bomb near the fuel pump valve, opened the valve, then detonated the bomb. This was most definitely, sabotage." I said.
"I'll inform the police and military of your findings. Are you proceeding towards the Facility to secure the compound?"
"Yes. It's very important that we secure the chemical compound. The very future of Mankind depends upon this mission, and without the compound, the mission would have failed before it even begun." I stated.
"Best of luck, kid. Keep in touch. Over and out." he said, then his radio clicked off.
Only minutes later, we reached the building where the compound was being held. But, we weren't alone. It turns out I was right; terrorists were behind this.
"Quiet!" one of the Marines ordered in a loud whisper. "Look over there." He was pointing to a group of men. They were all dressed in the same uniforms as the Facility workers, but it was obvious that they were not workers.
"What is the best way to handle this?" I asked him.
"Given the circumstances, since it's a two on five match, I'd suggest we take them all out, since they are all likely armed." said the Marine. I felt as if time had froze. I was now being handed the choice over life and death of five people. The decision did not come easy to me, but I knew what had to be done.
" Alright. Just, be careful not to hit the compound." I said. They both nodded and began to move into position. But, I began to think about what would happen if things didn't go to plan? It would be impossible to hear the gunshots at a distance. We really are, Humanity's last hope right now. We are the only ones who can stop these people and secure the chemical compound.
Within seconds after finishing that thought, gunfire erupted briefly, and then, the building fell silent.
"All clear, sir!" yelled one of the Marines, through the silence. I let out a deep sigh of relief. I headed down to secure the compound and while doing so, I saw the Marines pushing the weapons away from the men,. Each of the terrorists had been shot many times. When I looked on the ground, I didn't see any bullet casings; they were taken completely by surprise. I walked over to the compound and secured it.
"Administrator, do you copy?" I asked into my radio.
"I hear you. Is everything alright?"
"Yes, we've secured the chemical compound and all the terrorists have been neutralized."
"Good," he said. "Get the chemical compound back here, ASAP."
After a half-hour walk back to Central Control, I felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off my chest and it had been. Almost literally.
I gave the container, which held the chemical compound, to one of the Professor's colleagues. Even after the extensive losses of the Facility, the mission was still going as planned, more or less. But, it is now likely to happen sooner than previously intended, to minimize the possibility of another extremist attack. But, after all of today's events, I would just like to go home and sleep.
After briefly talking with Prof. Donavich, he told me to head home and get some rest, and that everyone will still be re-convening tomorrow at around noon. Even though I have no idea where we are going to start, Prof. Donavich assured me that the mission plan will be explained in detail at tomorrow's meeting.
