


"Shooting them probably doesn't help change their minds." Shaundi replied, making Matt laugh a little. "Guess they're not letting us in!" Matt exclaimed, jumping up onto the hood of the car to shoot one man in the head before jumping back down for cover. The pair got out of the car, taking cover behind it as the guards inside the warehouse came out to shoot at them. If he was dying here, it was from a gunshot wound, not because he blew himself up. He parked just inside, as there were rockets and bombs laying around - things Matt didn't want to hit with a car. With a quick spin of the wheel, Matt slid the car sideways and accelerated hard, going through a wire gate that separated the concrete wall in two places. He turned the corner after the bridge, and the guards began pointing guns at them for being in a restricted zone. "Don't worry, Pierce has that covered." Shaundi assured him. Seriously, how are we gonna do it?" Matt sounded unamused. "Maybe you should have thought of that before attacking an armory." Shaundi teased. "Alright, the guns should all be in that warehouse." Shaundi spoke up, pointing to he building that was right in front of them. They approached the bridge over to the small island that housed the military's guard post, and the first thing that came into sight was a lot of guys in uniform, a large concrete wall and a huge building. She had changed a lot, and she was proud of herself for not being that druggie girl in dreads any more.

Shaundi just looked out the window, remembering Spring Break when she was in college and had come here. They drove in silence for most of the trip, Matt inspecting his surroundings and making mental notes of things he considered important. It's on the GPS." Shaundi replied, putting her phone on the windscreen in front of him to see. He turned the car on, and looked at Shaundi with a puzzled look on his face, as if he was contemplating something important, but when he spoke he didn't betray his thoughts. "Alright, so let's go raid that armory." Matt got into the driver's side of the car, and Shaundi nodded as she climbed into the other side. Matt was pissed off at how long everything took, even snapping at Shaundi at times, but Shaundi knew he was just in a bad mood and didn't think much of it. They had both had several small cuts cleaned up and covered, and had been inspected for other broken bones and injuries, but other than Matt's broken hand and wound in his side, there were no serious problems. The doctors wanted to put his broken hand in a cast, but he refused due to the lack of movement he would have, and they instead put it in a very strong brace, restricting his movement, but not as much as if he had it in a cast. Shaundi and Matt exited the hospital after a long wait. Matt's side had been stitched and covered with a gauze, then wrapped several times with a bandage.
