Encounter

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They lowered their guns down and looked at me bewildered of my presence there.

"Fellas! I don't suppose you can take where the live cargo is taken... No?"

1. Stop being sarcastic

2. Do not be sarcastic with guys that are armed

I ducked into crates that were against the wall and scurried to safety. The room was a large two story room with a catwalk on top and what look like a smaller observing room on top. The bottom floor is four guards, a forklift and what look like tanks filled with something flammable and another door that was big enough for an 18-wheeler.

I hid behind a tank and heard bullets firing. So this time they actually use real gun?!?!

I heard a smack and a guard belittle his partner. "Why are you shooting at the gas tank? Do you want to kill us too?"

I searched my body frantically and pulled out the flash bangs I looted from the other guards' bodies.

I looked at the weird device. It was just a long silver tube with a small button in the middle. Time to find out...

"FLASHBANG!"

3. When throwing a flash grenade, COVER YOUR EYES!

The blinding light lasted for minutes, luckily I shut my eyes a split second after I threw the grenade and I wasn't fully blind like the guards.

Time to strike. One guard had his back to me, I planted a strong punch in his lower back and turned, grabbed his neck and with one swift movement, he fell.

Another guard threw a blind punch at me, but not fast enough. I caught his fist in my hand and assaulted his stomach with a series of punches. A quick flip and he fell to the floor, and I delivered a heavy stomp to his face, causing his goggles to crack and break.

Two down, two to go.

I looked back to back, taking in my surroundings...

There!

I turned around and intercepted a pipe being swumg at my head. A guard tried to be slick and use a pipe. Off the corner of my eye I caught guard sneaking up behind me. The guard brought the pipe up and swung it back down, I caught it in my hand and re-directed it to the other guards head, and he fell. I pulled the pipe closer and headbutted the guard hard.

I turned to see a huge metallic door open and soon the room was flooded with guards.

"Donovan wants this kid alive. Use minimum force men." Said one guard who was wearing more armor than all the others.

AWWW Donovan cares...

I saw quick flashes or light  and heard smal noises, like pebbles hitting a window, but rapid fire.

THEY'RE FIRING! THAT'S MINIMUM FORCE?!?!?

I ducked into crates and started scurrying around like a little rat, trying to escape his certain death. I felt something hit my shoulder hard. I winced in pain and tried my best stay hidden under the crates. I looked around and saw there were tank on the other side with a flame symbol on each one.

It is best to go out with a bang.

I threw one more flashbang, this time I covered my eyes so I wouldn't inadvertedly blind myself.

I wasted no time and dashed towards the tanks, trying to catch their attention.

"There he is." One guard said, covering his eyes and trying to catch a peek at me. He fired at me, but missed by a mile. He kept firing at me and other guards followed suit.

They stopped firing once I reached the tanks, I had to get them to fire at the tanks. I saw the door they came through was still open and I still had a flashbang left. I turned to the big guards with a bunch of armor.

"HEY! BIG, TALL AND UGLY, DO YOU REALLY NEED ALL THAT ARMOR TO CATCH A KID?" I stuck my tongue out at him to taunt him even more.

He charged at me and with one fluid motion, my plan started.

I activated the flashbang and held it to his face, stunning him. I was stunned but I could still see. I reached for his holster and pulled his gun. I slapped him across the face with the gun. I shot randomly at the guards, trying to keep them back. I charged to the door and kept firing at the tanks, each shot only denting the tanks.

C'mon, bust already. I need you to BUST.

I was growing desperate, the tanks wouldn't break and the big ugly guard was getting back up. Then I heard a whistle. Gas.

I shot the tank one last time, causing it to rupture and the guards being engulfed by an inferno of flames.

I ducked under the door and shot at the door's controls, hoping it would short circuit. Honestly, I think I've been watching to much action movies, since I thought shooting would solve all my troubles. The door fell shut, just as the flames were reaching me.

Well, what do you know? I guess guns DO help.

I turned and saw a huge corridor, Donovan is in charge. Donovan is the one I'm after.

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