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 Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 1:25 am
"I'm just glad you lost your fight. If you would have won and got away I'd be facing day Zero alone."
About then three people walked into the room. One was the girl Robert had dealt with before. On each side was a guy. One Robert knew from the day they fought him and the other Bryant knew from the fight he had. Both men had weird looking guns.
"This is a great weapon. It shoots darts that put any man out for twelve hours. This is perfect seeing how in twelve hours we'll be placing you into the car. You'll be there for about four hours before the truck starts moving and from there you'll be traveling for an hour." The two men then shot at Robert and Bryant. Within seconds they were both out cold.
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 6:59 pm
"I am really starting to hate these guys." Robert said as he started to wake up. He tired to move his hands. The moved side to side but not forward or back. He looked at them move carefully when his eyes started to refocus. There was a bar across the car and his hands were chained to them. The Bar didn't let Bryant, who was next to Robert, get his hands close to Robert or Robert's hands to get close to Bryant's. Robert looked around more. In the back seat of the car was four Glock 17, and four Desert Eagle, and what looked like eight clips per gun, totally thirty two clips for the Glock and the same for the Eagle. Robert wasn't sure how they'd even carry that much. There was also four Micro Uzi and four SW MP-10 with about thirty two clips for both types of guns. There was two Winchester 1300 and two Beretta 1201. There was sixteen boxes of Ammo for each gun. Lastly there was four AK-47 with something stupid like fifty clips for each gun. That is when Robert noticed. He had body armor on. He was so focused on everything else he didn't notice it. Robert also noticed food just within his hands reach. He'd have to reach to feed it to himself. He started to do so and then looked at Bryant. "Bro, you up?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 3:25 am
Bryant slowly roused from his unnatural slumber. His eyes, like the last 3 times hes woken up, were hazey and he was really grogy. However, it seemed to pass rather quickly as he returned to his senses. Through double visioned eyes, he saw Robert sitting there.
"Bro, you up?"
Robert asked him.
"Dude..."
Bryant tugged at his restraints and came to fully. he inspected his body armor, some kind of kevlar armor hes never seen before.
"Ugh, yeah man. s**t, i feel like i been rode rough and hung ******** began to notice the hardware at their disposal, his eyes lit up.
"Dude! look at all these gats! I take it its time to bust a few off in mob boss a**?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 4:30 pm
"I'm guessing so. There is light around us but we aren't outside. Kind of looks like we are in that truck they spoke of. I also noticed four bags on the floor. Guess they wanted us to be able to carry most of the guns and ammo into battle."
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