09-10-2016, 05:20 PM
They were finally there. Finally at their goal. Martin was nervous and excited but he still felt that something was going to go horribly wrong. They set the weapons. Everything was going according to plan. There was screaming on the other side barely audible. They lowered the beams long enough for Martin to set the charges on the door. Martin wasn't certain why they needed them on a regular door it kinda gave them away before they got to the door. But the Regus had things planned.
Martin was walking back from the door when the walls flew outward. He didn't have time to look back before the concussive force blew Martin across the hallway. The charges hadn't gone off there was no loud bang just the horrible screech of metal and wood tearing apart.
There was pain in his back as Martin felt the wall in front of him knock the breathe from his lungs. His head was pounding but he was turning around with his gun in hand in moments. Or he hoped it had been moments. His eye sight was blurred with the settling debris. His gun trained in front of him. He had no idea where the other one flew to in the blast of power. It had to come from inside.
Fuck! Martin gazed through the debris and found the Ijiraq latching on to Apollyon. Another man was in the room. Martin trained his gun on the black man he vaguely recognized as the new Sigma and yelled "Don't move."
Martin was walking back from the door when the walls flew outward. He didn't have time to look back before the concussive force blew Martin across the hallway. The charges hadn't gone off there was no loud bang just the horrible screech of metal and wood tearing apart.
There was pain in his back as Martin felt the wall in front of him knock the breathe from his lungs. His head was pounding but he was turning around with his gun in hand in moments. Or he hoped it had been moments. His eye sight was blurred with the settling debris. His gun trained in front of him. He had no idea where the other one flew to in the blast of power. It had to come from inside.
Fuck! Martin gazed through the debris and found the Ijiraq latching on to Apollyon. Another man was in the room. Martin trained his gun on the black man he vaguely recognized as the new Sigma and yelled "Don't move."