After leaving Rebecca, Nathan traveled in his military vehicle at maximum speed, with Charles on the passenger side. Strangely tapping his fingers on the dashboard and clicking his tongue sometimes, Charles seemed rather annoyed.
"Is something the matter?" Nathan asked.
"With this slow vehicle, we'll never reach the good stuff!" Charles responded.
"Well, this is the best I can do with what I have," Nathan replied. "Unlike you, I don't have access to beyond fighter-jet-like speed."
"Wait, that's a great idea!"
"What is--"
Suddenly, Charles grabbed and pulled Nathan out of the moving car. No longer having anyone to control it, the vehicle went off-road.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Understandably, Nathan asked. Charles held Nathan like a bag of potatoes without responding to his question.
"Wait, you're not going to...?"
"Haha! It's way faster like this!" Charles excitedly stated. "Let's go!"
In a sonic boom, Charles rushed forth, which caused Nathan's head to jolt back from the force.
"LET'S GO!!!"
This guy's insane!!!
* * *
Returning to the military base (or what's left of it, at least) was Rebecca. The first thing she noticed was Shadowgun and Claw, who carried the body of Deathgrip on his back.
"Oh, you're alive, Rebecca." Claw noted with a smile. "I thought you'd have been trapped under the building like us when Charles destroyed it."
Seeing the state that Deathgrip's throat was in (after being torn out by Charles), along with Shadowgun and Claw's injured states, Rebecca couldn't help but lower her head in sorrow.
Deathgrip's...dead...isn't he...?
"I-I'm sorry...because of my uselessness, I didn't help you guys..."
"Don't worry, Rebecca. We understand how you felt." Shadowgun said in an attempt to comfort her. "We don't hold grudges with our fellow super soldiers that easily, especially after hearing what Sergeant John did."
"But..."
"Besides, I'm sure you've had a hard time too, haven't you." Claw added.
Immediately, Rebecca remembered Ethan and Sebastian's deaths.
"Yeah..."
But I won't be useless anymore. I won't lose again.
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"Well, the battle-crazed killer didn't destroy the entire base, so we should fix ourselves up," Shadowgun suggested before taking his cell phone out of his pocket. "We also should alert the Queen Deathbringer about the situation..."
* * *
In a different part of the city was a ruined area littered with the bodies of numerous soldiers and even super soldiers, although to a lesser amount.
Walking around and observing the disaster was the Queen Deathbringer.
"Damn, the unknown perpetrators have already left. I was too late." She said. Suddenly, her cellular device started ringing.
"Hmm, hello?" The Queen Deathbringer answered. Silence filled the air as she listened to the other end of the call.
"Ugh...oooowww..." Surprising the queen deathbringer, was John groaning in pain from the other side of the phone.
"S-Sergeant John?"
"Dammit...h--hurry up...and help...me!" John uttered. "I'm...dying...over here..."
"...What!?" She suddenly uttered.
* * *
Changing the scene to Zack, he was at a different location. He was pulling up in a vehicle to a military base.
"Uh, I'm here," Zack stated.
"Good, you remember the plan, right." The developer responded from the car's radio.
"Yeah, retrieve the truck of explosives that the military confiscated, then drop it off," Zack said. "I can see how that would help everyone in the fight, but how will it help Olivia get outta prison?"
"It'll all work out. You just need to listen to me." The developer assured. "My current ideal is for all my game characters to stay alive."
Current ideal?
"By the way, while the large majority of soldiers are gone to help in the search and destroy mission, there are still a few at this base, so you better be careful."
"Okay," Zack said before he opened the car door. Before leaving, however, he picked up a backpack lying on the passenger's seat.
Alright, Zack...you let your friends down with Ada...but you have a chance now. It's my time to shine!
Encouraging himself, he entered the military base.
"Who the hell is that!?" A soldier said as he spotted Zack. Before he could do anything, Zack had hid behind one of their parked armored vehicles. Knowing this wasn't a regular person by their behavior, they brandished their guns.
Okay, it doesn't seem like there are a lot...thank goodness.
Sticking his hand into his backpack, Zack pulled out a couple of dynamites. Immediately, he chucked them over the vehicle and at the soldiers. As they soared through the air, the dynamites started to glow orange.
"Wha--"
BOOM!...BANG!
Although the dynamites were not lit, they exploded. Tossing the soldiers and even moving their vehicles, the explosions had a concussive force well beyond the usual explosive yield of a dynamite.
Instinctively, the surviving soldiers took cover, but that was when Zack made his move. Moving from his cover, Zack ran around and tossed more dynamites, quickly filling the place with more explosions.
"AAAHHHHH!!!" A soldier screamed as he was missing both his legs. His pain was relieved after being blown up by another explosion.
It did not take much time for Zack to get rid of the soldiers.
"Wow, I always knew since you are my game character, but you're quite capable, huh?" The developer said to Zack on his phone. Although his phone stayed in his pocket, the developer spoke loudly enough for him to hear.
"Phew, I'm glad that I got these from the blacksmith. My ability is a cheat code in times like this." Zack said with a smug smirk. "Now, let's go find that trailer."
"Probably, it's kept in a vehicle storage warehouse." The developer responded.
"Yeah, good point," Zack said as he looked over to a large warehouse on the right of the heart (headquarters) of the military base. "Let's go--"
Suddenly, Zack heard footsteps, which were rapidly becoming louder. In a shock, he quickly spun around. Much to his surprise, Zack noticed a fist just inches from his face. In the nick of time, he put his hands up to block.
When he was struck, the force was enough to send Zack into a car that was heavily damaged by his dynamites.
"Ugh, freaking hell..." Zack muttered as his arms were trembling. "That...hurt."
"You're the terrorist bomber, right?" The one that attacked Zack inquired. It was a super soldier. With popping sounds audible, he was cracking his knuckles. "Just my lucky day...you're not leaving this place alive, especially after what you did to these guys."
Damn it...a super soldier is the last person I want to see...