The Awake

Catching Our Ride

Meanwhile, back in Oklahoma, The group was ready to start their plan.

The plan was foolproof. The "Awake", or that was what they called themselves, had come across earpieces that we could use to keep in touch with. The girls would stay back at the safe house, running us through our roles as we infiltrated the base. Our first step was to set up a roadblock to intercept an armored truck. The Awake had taken a schedule of where the trucks went, throughout the state. There was a armored truck coming on its route, several blocks from the Safe house. Once we took control the armored truck, We would continue its route until it was informed to return to their base. We would infiltrate the base and fool one of their leading scientists into leaving the compound. The scientist we were after, is named Lucas Hollow. We would take him from the compound and interrogate him back at the safe house.

"We're on the move." Peter said aloud into his earpiece.

"Copy that. The armored truck will be nearing the interception point, in about ten minutes." Hannah's voice said through the earpiece. Me, Zach, Peter, and both Ben's, arrived at the road about a minute later. Ben would get into cars that were around the street and would park them, bumper to bumper, across the street, where the truck would be coming. We left Zach in charge of taking the shots. We waited behind a fence nearby for the truck. A few minutes later the truck halted in front of our blockade. The driver and the other passengers all got out of the truck and approached the roadblock. I looked over at Zach to see if he was ready. He had his pistol out, already aiming at the squad.

"On my signal, Z." Peter said quietly. When the men were close enough to the blockade Peter opened his mouth. "Fire."

"Firing." Zach replied. He quickly shot five times and one by one, the men collapsed to the ground."EKIA. Moving in." Zach said, pressing his mic, to inform the girls.

"Copy. Were they clean kills?" Hannah asked, as we dragged the men's bodies out of the road, and to the fence we were hiding behind. Zach had done it again. Each of the five men had a bullet hole in their heads.

"Affirmative. Five headshots." Zach said to Hannah. We took the uniforms from the patrol squad. It consisted of Boots, a helmet and a Tactical mask, and black pairs of pants and shirts. We got into their truck and went through a front yard to get around our blockade. Our Ben was driving the truck on the same route that the dead squad was patrolling. Hannah would tell us when to turn and what street to take. Then someone on the trucks radio interrupted our instructions.

"Come in, Squad J. Do you copy? Over." A man's voice said. Peter picked up the radio and pressed a button on the side.

"We copy. How can we assist you? Over." He said back.

"Your shift is about up. You can start heading back to base. Over."

"Copy. Squad J, out." Peter said, then hooked the radio back up on the dashboard. We Turned around and started in the direction of the Base.