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You don’t know what they’re planning, but you’re willing to bet it ain’t good! Slinking out of the car like a tracksuited snake, you shadow the shadowers as you reach into your pockets for the <span class="mu-s">STUN STAFF</span> you pilfered from the lab!
The storm makes good cover. Even as your feet slosh and squish through the mud, both operators are too focused on Chuck to sense anything awry! It’s only when you prepare to strike that one of them turns, but by then it’s too late!
Sweeping the legs of one security goon, you immediately jab his partner in his balaclava-wearing face just as he thrusts a <span class="mu-s">COMBAT KNIFE</span> at your gut! Finishing the fight with a decisive stomp to the prone security guard’s face, you jolt both of them a second time to be safe as the groundskeeper watches you with an incredulous look on his face!
“What the <span class="mu-i">HELL</span> are you doing!?” He hisses through clenched teeth!
Saving his ass, you counter–they were sneaking up on him!
“For fuck’s sake… if they find these guys…”
Unable to decide on thanking or scolding you, Chuck merely shakes his head as he drapes one of the guards over his shoulder! “Let’s stash ‘em before anyone notices–there’s <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> more around!”
Hold on, you mutter as an idea slowly forms in your head…
>LET’S LOOT ‘EM FIRST!
>I SEE SOME GOOD DISGUISES IN FRONT OF US, CHUCK…
>WE SHOULD JUST CHUCK THEM OFF THE CLIFF–SCREW ‘EM!
>DO THEY HAVE RADIOS? WE CAN LISTEN IN AND MAYBE MESS WITH THEM!
>WRITE-IN!
