Martin
redirected their course according to where Kevin said the car would be. He was
beginning to tire from half-carrying such a massive man, and had to begin
heaving Kevin with his own body in the general direction of the car in order to
continue at all. There weren’t any vehicles that Martin spotted that looked
even remotely blue, but he kept looking. Once Anita moved to help Martin
support Kevin and help pick up the group’s speed, he devoted a bit more of his
strength to searching for the car.
Finally,
down in the middle of the row of cars, Martin spotted the only vehicle that
could be considered blue. It was a hideous thing, but a vehicle was a vehicle,
and they needed one to save their lives. They helped Kevin limp toward the car
as fast as he could, but it was still a long and slow process. The man in black
and his gang of deadly assassins were surely in the lot searching for them by
now.
They
reached the car, Martin first helped Kevin into the back seat. He left Anita to
get herself in, as he was eager to get moving. Who knew how much time they had
left? Sitting down in the driver’s seat, he leaned over the passenger side to
search the glove box for the keys. There wasn’t much else in there. He grabbed
it and started the car without much trouble.
Martin
then realized that the car was standard, with manual gears. A bead of sweat
dripped from his brow at the thought of driving something that wasn’t
automatic, as he hadn’t used anything else in quite some time. Standard definitely
wasn’t what he preferred, but at least he knew it well enough to get them out
of there.
As
soon as the car was on, he shifted into gear, hit the gas, and drove around the
other cars within the yard. Martin turned into the main road in the yard, and was
focusing on not stalling before getting the chance to leave. Anita stared
eagerly back at the building they left, seeing the man in black standing there.
He had stopped, was watching them, no longer pursuing. He held his hand
backwards. Someone from his group passed him a long tube with a tapering end.
Anita remembered seeing such a thing in movies. The man in black placed the
long tube on his shoulder with the tapering end pointing towards the speeding
car.
The
gate was at the end of the road, when Anita cried- "Shit! Martin! He is
firing a rocket at us!" Martin stepped on the gas pedal instinctively and
charged toward the gate at full speed. The black man pressed the trigger. The
tube spit out a lengthy tongue of smoke. The rocket roared towards the car.
Anita looked in horror at the blunt tip of the rocket, fast approaching them.
Suddenly the car swerved violently to the left. The car hit the metal wires,
which for a moment, resisted the car’s strength.
An ear piercing sound rent the
air for a moment when the side of the rocket scraped the back of the car, over
shot it, hit the fence and exploded. The shock wave from the blast shook their
car. Anita felt a jolt in the small of her back as the whole car got thrown
forward. The car knocked free the lower half of the other side of the fence and
pushed through, flipping the gate when it moved inside the lower section like a
trap door. They bounced inside the car when they landed on the dirt road on the
other side, but Martin didn’t slow to see where they were going.
"Bazooka!"
Martin said.
"eh?
What did you say?" Anita asked. "Bazooka, the rocket fired at us was
a Bazooka" Martin said looking at the road in front of him.
He
drove off into the darkness, his destination now being the nearest paved road.
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