Camp Terror: Target
Tom, Jack and Cameron had begun to move along the
river in the hopes of rendezvousing with someone who did not wish to kill them.
That objective was not going well…
They had been weaving in and out of trees for
about an hour, Jack shielding them from view for the most part, despite
Cameron’s insistence that leaving the terrorists alive would prove problematic
later on when it came to taking them down. Jack had managed to acquire Tom’s
laptop, notepad and colouring pens, allowing Tom to quickly drawing a rather
disturbing distorted image a face that they all believed to be dead, Leo…
While Tom kept on over-examining the drawing, the
others marched on until they suddenly began to happen upon dead bodies of
terrorists, one of which had his head stuck on a branch in a tree far above
where his body lay. Oh and his private areas had been removed in an extremely
amateurish surgical move.
“I’m
going with a girl came through here,” Jack chuckled.
“Yeah…the
one who really does not know how to follow the rules,” Tom laughed. “Not that I
don’t understand why she did it.”
“Note
to self and everyone else: Don’t piss off my girlfriend,” Cameron burst out
into a fit of silent laughter and gagging simultaneously. “Let’s move on, she
couldn’t of gotten too far.”
Slowly, they continued their way down along the
river, avoiding any members of the terrorist group that were still alive until
they made it to the tree climbing section of the campsite where they found Erin
hanging a couple of dudes from the walkways that made up the pathways above.
Tom used his super speed to get up the trees, grab
her, and then run back down to the ground with the others. “Really?” he yelled
at her. “How many bodies do you want to leave for them to follow?”
“Enough
until they are all dead,” she snarled showing them her hand with the missing
finger before pointing to the tear in her top where one of the terrorists had
snuck up behind her while she was beheading his buddy. “If I see them, they
die. Simple as.”
“Can
you at least do it without leaving a body trail?” Jack snapped. “Where’s
Ollie?”
“Still
in the camp, looking for Connie,” she explained. “Oh, and did I mention that
they are torturing Connor in there? He can’t stay silent for long, he already
revealed the Protector-NCIS joint operation. He saw your laptop Tom. He knows
the identity of every undercover agent, he knows every operation…If he reveals
any of what he saw then NCIS’s mission in England is toast.”
“Then
we get him out,” Tom suggested. “Worry about the terrorists second, we get
Connor out and then we move on them.”
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