>>12048682That quiet actually worried him more than the noises of chaos and battle. That meant that they were up to something. Fuck. the three of them double timed it, packing up all the metal and then ripping out the bottom of another crate to put overtop of it, making a quick false bottom. Then the trainer and two pokemon began to pile up other equipment in the rest of the space. Partially done for the purposes of loot, partially to cover up the fact something more valuable was stowed away in case it was found.
How would it be found? Well, along with the goods Holt stuck a pop can-sized metal canister on the crate's top, a small screen lit up on the capsule reading coordinates already configured. A call from someone else in the building made him look up from his work and maskface impassively. "Look, just stay in there if you want to live." Was called out to the engineer, with abomasnow shooing him into the office and closing the door.
Hopefully he was out of visual range or at least distracted enough that he wouldn't notice when Holt pressed the big red button on the cylinder, teleporting the goods off safely to a DZ he had troops on hand to pick up. One in the desert, where they'd never look for him.
