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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/30/2017 11:46:48 PM
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The missiles shot from the sand coloured rectangular base at both vehicles, making it difficult for either of them to drive.
"Oh my god we are going to DIE! THIS IS IT. AHHHHHHHH!" Cried the brown haired man.
"Shut the FU[i]C[/i]K UP CORTEZ! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO THOUGHT HE COULD GET SOME BY DOING A BY THE NUMBERS MISSION!" Alex insulted Cortez .
"I'm with lieutenant Roy on this one F.D" started the blond. "We definitely didn't sign up for this shit..."
"PATRICKS! THATS ENOUGH OUTTA YOU!" Alex yelled as he drifted the car around another explosion. Meanwhile the twilit woman was silently chuckling.
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"ENOUGH?!? I HARDLY THINK THAT IT'S ADEQUATE ENOUGH TO DESCRIBE OUR CURRENT PREDICAMENT!!!" Royal clutched the dash board with his Armoured hands, looking out over the sand
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"We'll be fine! We'll be fine!" Alex tried to say reassuringly as he turned to the direction of the base.
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"Oh I'm sure we will be!" Royal looked over his shoulder, checking to see if Gunzerker was still going. Which he was.
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"We really need to find a way to get these missiles off of us sir!" Patrick's suggested. "Ya no shit Patricks!" Alex scolded. The Twilit woman began to chuckle a little more as the car dodged more missiles. "Oh my god! We're gunna die! This is how everything ends! We're doomed!" Cortez let out.
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"SHUT THE HELL UP! Zerker come in..." [b]Royal spoke over the comms to Gunzerker, and after a few brief moments, Gunzerker's jeep swerved to the side, with the missiles following it [/b]
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"Hehehe." The Twilit woman audibly let out. "What in the world is so funny Jazz!?" Patrick's asked. Jazz, the Twilit woman, suddenly raised her arm forward. Something slipped forward from her wrist, then extended into a dark black rifle with its scope on the side. "HEHEHEHE." She let out again as she rolled down the window and took aim out of the side. "SEE?! GUYS?! THIS IS WHY JAZZ IS GETTING PAID THEN YOU BOTH!" Alex exclaimed.
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"WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING?!!"
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"PEW! PEW!" She let out as she pulled the trigger on her rifle. A stream of fire shot out from the rifle, and it hit Patrick's in the nose from the recoil. Roy saw the bullet trail towards the base, then explode on the top right side of it. ...significantly fewer missiles were now being fired at them.
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[b]Gunzerker's turret jeep fired another several out of the air [/b]
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"Did he just shoot missiles out of the fu[i]c[/i]king air?!" Alex asked as he began to drive directly for the base.
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"I THINK SO!" Royal screamed, looking out his window. The Jeep quickly swerved back on course with the Chevy, even driving past it. Clearly, it was more adept for off road travel
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"Good Jesus Christmas!" Alex let out as a missile was shot directly towards them. He swerved the car and just barely missed it, and that was when Jazz struck. She laughed as she fired another shot into the left side of the building with a similar effect to before.
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"HOW FAR OFF ARE we?!" Royal looked over at Alex, ignoring the sounds of explosions outside as Gunzerker just barely swerved out of the way of a missile
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"Close! But I think Jazz just took out more of the missile launchers so now is our chance!" He said as he reached for his gear shift. He pressed his thumb against it and flipped the top part of the shift stick up, which revealed a red button...
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"DON'T YOU FÚCKING DARE, DEITY!" Royal leaned into his chair, holding the edges of the seat
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"OH SHIT HERE WE GO!" Alex said as he pressed the button. The exhausts flared with flames and the wheels on the impala brought up dust as the car slowed then jolted forward at an intense awestrucking speed. The black car began to propel itself forward at 240 kilometres an hour and the speedometer capped at 180. The base got closer and closer and the two men in the back seat let out cries while Jazz cackled away. "HOOOOOOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!" Alex let out as the car continued to rocket forward towards the base.
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"PLEASEEEEE TELL ME YOU CAN ALSO STOP IT THAT QUICKLY!!!" Royal tried looking over at Alex but his head was buried into the seat, unable to turn
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"YA! I THINK SO!" Alex said un-reassuringly as the car continued to drive towards the base. It seemed to be only a little ways now... And there seemed to be an open hanger that the car was heading right towards..,
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"SO START SLOWING THE HELL DOWN ALEX!!" Gunzerker's jeep hit it's own turbo boost, matching the Chevy's speed
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 3/31/2017 11:19:52 PM"WEL UH, YOU SEE, ROY. I CANT ACTUALLY STOP IT UNTIL THE NITROUS HAS EXHAUSTED ITSELF COMPLETELY!" Alex stated. "WHAT?!" Cried Cortez. "YA! SO UH, CROSS YOUR FINGERS KIDS!" The building was VERY CLOSE now.
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"Oh for cripes sake...." Royal leaned into the chair, preparing for the worst
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"WE'LL BE FINE?! WE'LL BE FINE! WE'RE OKAY!" Alex said as the car was heading straight into the building. "HOLY SHIT WE'RE NOT OKAY OH MY GAAAWWWWWWWWWW-" Alex was interrupted as the car's nitrous shut off and the car slid across the sand and into the paved hanger of the base. The car smashed through a dozen different tables and hard objects and powder flew up and coated the cars windows, making it impossible to see. The car slid more and more and alex was holding his steering wheel with a death grip as it continued to slide. However, it slowed, then stopped abruptly. Then, quiet. "....WE'RE ALIVE!" Alex exclaimed as he raised his fists to the sky with victory.
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"HOOOOLY SHIIIIT!!!" Royal screamed, still as a statue in his chair. Gunzerker's jeep broke into the hangar soon after, the turret blasting away at any and all cartel members inside
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 4/1/2017 4:17:45 AMBut, within the powder coated car, they couldn't see anything but only head the gun shots. "That was crazy FD!" Patrick's let out. "Damn right it was!" "Hehehehe." Jazz chuckled. "Ya jazz really had fun. I can tell." "I think I peed myself..." Cortez said softly. "Oh shit! Everyone out of the car! Right now!" Alex said as he opened the car door and took his desert eagle out of his coat.
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Royal clambered out the door, losing his balance for a moment and stumbling over his feet. He fell behind an intact crate, gathering his thoughts. The Jeep hammered away at the cartel members inside, even going so far as to destroy several crates
