While the adults were talking outside Owen was cuddling with his scalie friend. But the noise was starting to annoy him.

*grunt*

*chatter chatter*

Owen slowly opens his eyes. Scare for not seeing anyone in the APC he thinks the worse. The boy equips his gear and takes his pistol out of houster.

*chambers round*

*shove shove*

“(quietly)Phyro! Phyro!!!”

“(sleepy) Fuaaaah?”

The dragon streatches his limbs and wings. But hearing the chatter outside he too takes a defense position like Owen.

“Shhhhhhh…..”

“Fuaah?”

“(quietly) Yeah I hear too….. Mommy and daddy might be in trouble.”

“Fuah.”

“(quietly)Follow me then.”

The two silently sneak to the entrance of the APC. They observe as his friends and family arguing with the military men. He rest his pistol on to the door and waits for an oportunity.

“Bullshit…Where’s he them!!?!? Are you not the father!?!?!”

“I already said!!! He is sleepying in the vehicle.”

Mike steps in front of Jonh and the senior soldier.

“Let’s discuss our futher moves. Our doctor will take a look at the wounded and will see If we can save some supplies for a offensive. Ok?”

“Shut the fuck up…You want to kill my man. I don’t care If you served us on Iraq!!!! Bring in him them!!!!! If he saved your asses in Richmont, he will save us here too!!!!”

“I already told you!!!!! He is sick!!!!!”

The angry senior soldier shoves Jonh and Mike to the side and walks towards the APC.

*step step step*

Peeking out the corner Owen points his gun at the soldier.

“Stop fighting with my family!!!!!!!”

Startled the senior soldier takes a step back.

“No fucking-”

“Who are you?!?!!?!?”

“Son!!!!”

With the shout from his father Owen lowers his weapon.

“We were just talking. Don’t worry he is not our enemy.”

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Owen runs towards his fathers followed by Phyro. His father pats his head and picks him up.

“Huh…….Looks like you were’nt lying after all, hunter.”

“Why would I have done……Besides we are all here because of the fucking sargent.”

*sigh*

With the discussion settle Mike steps in to talk talk with the suppose leader of this platton, the senior soldier.

“Sam can you bring out the ammo and supplies…..tell the driver he can help too.”

“Yes sir.”

“Right away vet.”

*step step step*

*heave-ho*

“Jonh, Owen and Phyro go help Carol with the wounded.”

“Ok.”

*step step step*

"Cris do you still have the map of the area?”

“Of course.”

Cris brought out the pocket map of Washington DC. He lays It on a nearby table.

“So what happened at the white house?”

“Well After the strikes of the air force we were said to pushed into the white house and the obelisk area…….No resistense till then we entered searched, neutrelized and secure position inside…..”

“Then what happened?”

“Just like Dallas…….”

Cris face goes pale white after hearing that.

*grips*

“They fucking came out of no where……..Heavily armed……Machine guns and molotovs shit like that……..We had no time we left all of our equipment there…..Now they have the fucking radio command and hear our comms…….they even boobie trap with dead bodies.”

*gurgle gurgle*

“I see……But even then we must regroup….Cris Can you coordinate with the southern troops?”

“Oh cour-”

A single drop of an unknown liquid splashes on Cris sholder.

“Huh?”

*sniff*

“What’s the matter Cris.”

“Was this a airplane hangar?”

“No…..civilian installation.”

Cris face turned pale once again.

“Then……Why is gasoline dropping from the celling?”

“Shit!!!”

*fuoooosh*

*sizzle sizzle sizzle*

“Cris!!!! Now!!!!”

“Right away!!!!!”

The young tenent runs towards the APC to make communication about the situation.

*loads magazine*

*chambers round*

“The fuck you doing!?!?!?!”

“Saving my men!!!!”

The temperature rises as the hear the steps of the foul creatures skidding on the celling.

“Guys ready your guns!!!!!!”

“No wait!!!!!”

The soldiers in a panic started shooting at the celling of the warehouse.

*shot shot shot shot shot*

*swooosh*

“Shit!!!!!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!

The gasoline starts to flood inside the werehouse. The drops of flames scolds the soldiers and wounded.

*grabs gun*

“Stop you fucking idiot”

“Shut up I need to!!!!……I need to!!!!”

Mike was quick enough to take the guns from senior soldier. But with the desperation many other soldiers still capable of fighting run towards the backdoor.

“Let’s get out of here!!!!!”

“Let’s go!!! Let’s go!!!!!”

*pop pop*

*thud*

*thud*

As they open the backdoor two monster gun man shot them down.

“Fuck you”

*shot shot*

*burst burst*

“Grrrrr!!!!”

*juggle juggle*

*crack*

Jonh and his crews starts to evacuate the wounded they could get in hand back to the front of the werahouse where Mike and Cris were. Owen and Phyro covered the manuaver of their parents.

“Ahhhhh!!!!!”

“Almost there buddy hang on!!”

*pop pop pop*

“Shit!!!!”

“Come on I will help you”

*grunts grunts*

“So we have them all!!!!!!”

“Right away dad!!!!”

*Loads round*

*blup*

The heavy and dense cloud of smoke covers Owen’s and Phyro’s retreat. The group quickly gathers in the in the front of the warehouse. While a firefight was still going on the back.

“Transmission made Mike!!!!!”

“Roger that”

Jonh goes towards Mike.

“Mike what do we do now?!”

“Let me think, bud!!!”

*shuffle shuffle*

Mike looks through his gear trying to think about something

“Grab…….Grab your tarps!!!!!! Soak them in water!!!!!”

The soldiers and his crew obey the order.

“What now?!?!”

“Get Inside thouse steels shelves!!!!”

While Jonh, Carol, Owen and Phyro helps the wounded get into position.

“We need to cover up this!!!!!! I will get into the APC and Driv-”

*pats on the shoulder*

“Don’t worry about this…….We got you cover!!!”

“But you have your-”

“And you got a family.”

“You are crazy.”

“Just like you vet…….It was a pleasure to meet you.”

“Till we meet again Mike.”

They all run towards the APC taking Sam, Cris and the driver out of there.

*engine starts*

*vrooom*

*burst gate open*

“Come and get me son’s of bitches!!!!!!”

*pow pow pow pow pow pwo*

“Mike let’s go!!!!”

After the heroic deed Mike, Sam, Cris and the driver followed their comerads. Because of the brute force of the APC the structure was unstable and ready to collapse

“Brace ourselves!!!!!”

*crumble crumble*