*Alex is once again shaken out of his reverie by the obviously irritated driver, and with a final look around the unknown town he climbs into the back of the distressed-looking SUV with the rest of the previously-condemned group.*

As most of the group begins to climb into the SUV, Matt quickly looks around at the bodies of the executed would-be rebels and the Durst soldiers. Over by the excuted bodies, he notices that there is a pile of assorted possessions which appear to have been what the civilians were carrying. "Give me just a second!" he yells to the driver and runs over to the pile. As he shifts the random bags and items around, he finds both his bag and his father's rifle at the bottom of the pile. Breathing a sigh of relief, he grabs them both and runs back to the SUV and climbs into the back with the rest of the disheveled group.

Pan heard the vulgarian driver and smiled to himself a little wider than ussual. Sure enough, this was it. The beggining of an adventure.

He energetically climbed to the roof of the SUV and shouted to the people below him "Are we going through enemy territory? Are we likely to be chased? I'll stand on the top and shoot at the guys in the motorcyclles with the AK's while you drive through the decrepid forest swerving to avoid the falling tree trunks!" Pan always liked that part of the escape.

But this was the begining of the adventure Pan thought to himself. This was where he got shouted at by the driver for being undertrained before he saved the day by blowing up the enemy base. Oh, and he should probably meet his fellow rag-tag rebels. He jumped from the top of the SUV and shouted "Never mind, I'm not doing any of that; one of you can, I'm riding in the car."

He opened the door, took a seat and smiled widely at the car's occupants.

With an tired look on his face, the driver turned over the starter and the SUV roared to life. As soon as the last person got in; the car lurched forward and sped down the crumbling streets, tailing behind the jeep. The driver then says "Rule one: Do not mess with me while I am driving. Rule two: If you do anything stupid, I will kick you out myself before your mistake gets us all killed. Rule three: If I get shot, rules one and two become void. Got it?" he finishes with a grin. After a few minutes of flying down the town streets, he slowed down and pulled into the garage of an old car repair shop. "Do not get out of the car until the others arrive. If any soldiers come, do not get yourself seen." and with that, he hops out of the car, slams the creaking door, and walks into the customer waiting area.

Thomas remains quietly in his seat, surprised from the younger red-headed boy's behavior, stars at him shortly, and quickly moves his eyes and stars at the floor.

"Now what?" he thinks "They'll hand us rifles and march us?"

Suddenly he noticed that his bag is goon, probably for good this time, he shivers, and sighs heavily.

As Matt sits gazing at the floor of the SUV, his mind swirles as he trys to get his nerves together after the ordeal. He has no idea if his mother, amy, or any of the townspeople for that matter, made it out alive.

He looks up at the people in the SUV with him and quietly asks "Do you think were the only ones who made it out of town?"

He sits rather rigidly in the seat, an obvious sign of the stress he is feeling. His knucles are almost white as he grips the rifle laying in his lap for comfort.

You hear motors in the distance. These don't sound like the rumbling of an old junk truck. This sounds tuned. This sounds like.... You let that thought trail off as you see the Durst jeep drive by. The jeep slows to a halt a block to the right of the garage. You see the men get into groups of three and start off north, south, east, and west. They stick to the walls and move their respective directions. The team moving your direction has yet to notice you... at least to your knowlege. They are dressed in gray kevlar jumpsuits with ceramic plates blocking the basic vital points and are armed with the DCR-32, a modified FAMAS with a heavier build for bashing and melee. The dull gray of their helmets & suits are getting closer. A few more seconds and they are sure to notice you.

"Hmm we should try to take them out quietly so they do not attract the attention of the others. Thats going to be tough with that armor they have on. Any ideas?" Tsurugi whispers to the others around him.

Pan turned to the soldier and said happily "We have a car! They don't. Plow through them and while there knocked we can steal their guns." Pan turned to the angry driver and started jumping up and down in his seat with excitement "Driver, Driver, Let's hit them!"

This was turning out to be a very good day.

"This excited little kid here is going to get us all killed. Running them over will create a lot of noise and is not guaranteed to kill them. Though I suppose if no one has a better idea."

"Guys the driver said not to get ourselves seen if any soldiers come this way. Killing them would only draw their attention when the ones we killed fail to report in. We need to hide quickly!" With that Matt crouches down on the floorboards of the SUV trying to hide from the view of any casual glances at the vehicle.

"He's right, shooting them will just draw attention, same for running over them"

Thomas quickly search for fabrics or any anther thing to hide under\behind, if he founds nothing, he's simply lays down on the floor

The driver walks from the help area with a tarnished .357 Magnum revolver. He finishes loading it just in time to see the armored soldier cross right in front of the garage door. The soldier was fast, and brought his DCR-32 to bear. The driver was faster. He raised his pistol and let loose 2 rounds. The deafening bang echoed through the garage as the soldier fell to the ground, clearly in pain. The driver looks wide eyed as the other two soldiers run through the door. He fires another round and knocks down another soldier. He pulls the gun across and aims at the remaining soldier only to see he had been lining up a shot. The driver dove for the waiting area but was clipped by a few rounds. The soldier starts to walk further into the garage, towards the driver, only to be surprised by the people hiding in wait.

Tsurugi jumps from cover and grabs the gun while kicking the soldier's feet out from under him. As the soldier crashes to the ground Sam pulls the gun out of his grasp and aims it at his face.

The soldier falls onto his back in surprise. After realizing the situation, his look hardens in a split second, he reaches for his pistol. He grins at Tsurugi while doing this.

Without hesitation Tsurugi puts a couple bullets into the mans head looking away as soon as it is done. He walks over to the garage to see if any of the other soldiers were coming over.

Thomas runs over to the driver, checking if he's still alive

"Sh#@ their bound to have heard that!" Matt says as he climbs out of the SUV. He quickly opens his bag and pulls out the single box of .308 rounds that he had with him and loads 5 of them into his father's rifle. He quickly hurries over and crouches in the corner of the garage that is left of the main door so as to see down the street where the soldiers jeep is parked. He peers through the scope in order to watch for any of the soldiers from the other 3 groups. "Is that guy still alive?" Matt asks as continues to watch through the scope.

From the corner of the garage Matt sees a glimpse of something move behind a concrete barrier on the other side of the street. Footsteps are getting closer. From behind the barrier he sees something. It might just be a streetpole... or it might be a shoulder. You can't tell from this lighting. The driver is laying in the waiting room trying to control his breathing. The soldiers who have already been hit do not have holes in their armor that are visible, aside from the one Sam shot. Something is rumbling in the distance. It sounds like motors.

Matt curses under his breath as he hears the enemy troops getting closer. "Guys we have a real problem here! Make sure those three are all dead and get their guns, 'cause were gonna have company real soon! he yells as he takes aim at the shape he can see from behind the barrier. He makes sure the scope is dialed in before, and as he slowly exhales, squeezes off a round.

Thomas hesitates for a few seconds, don't know what to do.
Then he quickly takes the driver's gun, loads it, finds a good place to hide and aims, he will fire as soon as he will have a clear shot on the enemy.

Running up to the three on the ground he throws there guns to three other people and shoots the soldiers each one time in the head just to make sure they are dead and then runs over to cover Matt. "Guys I think we should get out of here, get the driver into the SUV and ask him if there is anywhere we can go that would be safe."

Matt continues to watch for targets so the other can load the driver into the SUV safely. "Good idea, can someone here drive? I'll cover us until everyone is loaded up" he remarks as he works the bolt on the rifle, chambering a new round. Taking a deep breath, he tries to calm himself, knowing that getting too excited in a situation like this would be a quick way of getting himself killed if they werent about to be already.

"Some one come over here and help me move him! no chance I'll manage on my on"

After dragging the driver into the passenger seat (he has passed out) you are aware that the motors are getting very close now, as are the footsteps. You hear tires screech as the motors are dround out. Gunfire follows and rips through the sheet metal of the garage. Matt can see, it was the trucks who had saved them earlier. After the gunfire ceased, the cars drove in front of the shop, surveying the damage. The older man who was talking to the woman earlier yells "GET IN!" and points at his Durst Geep.

Matt grabs his bag and the box of ammo off the ground and hurries to the Durst jeep and throws his bag and rifle into the back. He quickly runs back over to the soldier in the garage doorway and yanks his pistol and holster free of its harness and proceeds to clambers into the back of the jeep. To the old man he yells: "The driver from before is passed out in the passenger seat of that SUV in there. He was hit but I dont know how bad." He then quickly loads another round into the rifle to top off the magazine and puts the box of ammo and the newly aquired pistol back into his bag.

I won't post again right now until other characters respond because we can't leave too many behind. I doubt I will be able to get on again tonight so expect another update tomorow. Maybe sooner.

Running over to get the driver everyone else left behind Tsurugi picks him up and carries him over to the Durst jeep. "Any medics around here? I didn't check but he is wounded somewhere and it is bad. He's unconcious from blood loss and is probably going to die if he doesn't get help soon."

The woman looks over at the dying man loaded into the jeep. "!@#$" she curses. She yells to everyone else in the garage "Hop in, we need to hurry!" Then turning to the older man driving she says "Take him to the doctor" loud enough to cover the roar of the revving engine. The older man gives her an angry look only to be returned the same by her. She yells at him "We can't let him die! He is worth just as much as me and as everyone else!" The older man takes a neutral look on his face and puts the jeep into drive. "Fine." the driver says with contempt. "You broke the promise." He follows. The red-haired woman looks away from everyone and just stairs straight ahead, clenching her jaw. As everyone hops into the jeep he floors it and drives straight down the road, ignoring the gunfire that peppered the armor of the vehicle.

Matt continues to keep an eye out for threats for the first few minutes of riding in the jeep before he begins to calm down. He'd shot at a person just moments before... he'd never done that before. What would his father think? Would he have been proud that his son had stood up to those that would oppress their people? Or would he have been saddened that his son had gotten caught up in the same war in which he had lost his own life. Either way, he had already seen the cost of war more times than he cared to count today. As he mulls these thoughts over in his head, he unloads the four of the remaining rounds from his rifle and places them back into the box. The last round he leave in the magazine.. "best to not be caught unarmed" he thinks to himself. He looks at the ragtag miscreants that fate has placed him with and suddenly remembers he still has no clue who they are. "Well we didnt have time for proper introductions earlier so before we get shot at again, my names Matt" he says to the others with a slight smile on his face.