*bump bump bump*
“In my opinion this is just a public stun by the goverment.”
“But what would they get from doing this?”
“They are trying to send a message……..Showing the people that even normal dudes like us can take them out."
“Thats why they did a interview with my son.”
“Bulleyes.”
*scratching head*
“Well ‘am not good in thinking in “strategy” , but would’nt make us tied to them indefinily.”
“Shut up Sam, you don’t know nothing and is just spilling beans…..Military contracts will never last forever.”
“Yeah…..Yeah…..Let the goverment just do a little pencil pushing and then “boom” all of your rights are gone.”
“What? What the hell you taking about?”
Jonh reaches out for Mike arms. Mike is take by suprise with Jonh’s strange move.
“Just one last question Mike……”
“Yes…”
“Will me, Carol and……Owen by able to live freely or will we be forever in debt with them?”
Mike looks at his friend. Even in this dimly lit compartment he could see the hair in his arms all lift up and feel the shaking grip on his hands. Mike glances at Carol as she caresses the boys head. He pauses for a moment before answering.
*huff*
“…..Jonh, being honest with how things are going I don’t know how to answer……For instance I can’t say anything before looking at the paper that you and your son signed.”
“I see.”
“Look friend……Most of the contracts last for about 8 years.”
“……Thanks pal…..Rest up for a bit…..”
“One last thing Jonh.”
Jonh lifts his downed head up. The expression he made was a mixed of worry and regret.
“If you need any help getting you or your kid out of this. Be asure that me and Cris will be there to help. After this trip we will negotiate this Bullshit.”
“Finally something we can agree on.”
*rustle rustle*
The trio stops for a moment. Looking around they saw a half awake Cris trying to sit still.
“Holyshit guys you talk more than gosip girls.”
"Are you allright, tenent.”
Stolen story; please report.
“Well at least I am alive.”
He tries to scratch his head but is unable because of his bandage. Seeing the poor state of the men Carol taps the shoulder of his husband.
“Can you bring him here, honey?”
“Sure thing.”
He carefully lead Cris between the cram space. Carol removes his bandages and looks at the wound. As she removes the bloody and worn out gauze the eficacy of her treatment was put on the test.
The bullet had glazed the left side of his head. The wound was not that deep but even with the medical attention it was’nt in a good shape. The bulk of his wound was starting to coagulate but the sides are still on the iminence of bleeding and some puss was starting to co.e out in the sides
*touches*
“Aaaau.”
“Does this make you nauseate?”
“No…..Aaah. It just itches alot.”
“How bad is It, doc?”
“……After all that you went through It’s not that bad. But I don’t think you will be able to into action right away.”
“What a shame….Can I count on you guys?”
*salute*
“Sure thing, just command and we will be there.”
“Count on us little fed.”
“Don’t force It too much, Cris.”
*sudden stop*
“Then let put your words to the test.”
A soldier from the front seat turns his heads to face the back crew.
“Awaken Tenent?”
“Yes, mostly…..But might not be able to get some action.”
“Sir, It’s already an honor to be lead by you.”
“…….Thanks soldier.”
Carol even though knowing he was soundly sleeping she slowly caress Owen’s head for him to wake up.
“Time to wake young man.”
“(sleepy)Hummm……Are there yet.”
“(sleepy)Fuahh….”
stretch
"Slept well Owen?”
“Cris? Are…..Are you alright?”
*fidget finger*
“Yeah…..Getting better…..But I will not go with in this one. Doc’s advice.”
He turns his head towards his mother.
“Will he get better, mommy?”
“Yes, of course son.”
Mike gets up and grabs the handles on the back of the vehicle.
“Well then, shall we get started?”
“Sure thing, vet.”
*opens backdoor*
The convoy stopped on the outskirts of the city. They stop by the an intersection in the eastermost point of Richmond.
A group dismount from the APC upfront and walks towards Owen’s group.
*step step step*
"Sir.”
*salute*
“Nice to see intact trooper, Any burns?”
“Thankfully not…….How is the wound? Stable? Or…..”
“Don’t worry about that. The medic that accompained us is very competent.”
“Nice to hear….But I’am here to bring good news.”
“I see. What are they, then?”
“Well, first and foremost the casualties that we suffer were minimal, no deaths or heavily wounded last time I heard from the back of the convoy.”
“What is the secound ?”
“The marines and the navy have taken Norfolk. So we need to wrap up this thing till the army gets here.”
“So we have a time constrain……Perfect. Thanks for the report trooper.”
“Sir.”
*salutes*
*steps away*
While The trooper and tenent were talking the convoy was spreeding to cover the area around the intersection. More and More of the hunters and soldiers dismount their vehicle. Sandbag covers was being set by the engineers, ammonution was being distributed off the trucks and the tanks and heavy equipment were positioning the choke points for any invasion.
Ben and his force moved to the front of the convoy to meet with the crew. As he got closer he could see Mike waving his hand.
*step step step*
“How everthing going? Nervous veteran?”
“Can’t say I’am not Ben….Beem a few years since my last tour”
*stretch*
*nuckle cracking*
Owen seeing Ben he went towards him Phyro falling closely behind.
“Camo man!!!!”
*bends over*
“Ohhhh…..Kid nice to see you here you…..and the dragon too.”
“Will you be with us mister?”
“Depends on your military friend over there.”
He point his finger at Cris. He turns his back towards the right away.
“Don’t worry Ben you have your value in this campain.”
“Is that so? Then what is It?”
Silently Cris walk up towards the group.
“Your “know how” of course Ben.”
“Holyshit!!?!? when did got here?”
“Qeen sights and awaredness are essencial.”
“Huh….Just got to used to tracking and hearing thouse monsters that almost forgot how humans act like.”
“Is that so?”
“Making fun of me, tenent?”
“No, just came here to ask If you and your boys have notice something strange.”
“Well there has’nt beem any more strange encounters ever since that ambush……..But It’s calm……..As if they did not notice us…..or.”
“Or They are formulating a plan.”
“Well that’s my worrying.”
Cris bends down to talk with Owen.
“Owen, Can you put Phyro to scout a little.”
“Sure thing, Cris.”