The man ran up the biggest hill in the area, panting as he saw the searchlights of the base circle the helicopters.
"Finally, now ah just need ta...." he said as he rested his foot on some gravel. His footing slipped, sending him tumbling down the mountain with about a dozen face plants.
"Oof! Shit! Fuck me!" he went as his face met the pavement.
This lasted awhile....
About.... let's just say three or four more tumbles down the mountain, he finally stopped falling over.
He staggered to his feet, dizzy and banged up.
"Gotta go... get those girls." he said as he stumbled toward the back gate.
"Yeah, I've been buffing my guys up and doing twenty damage." a blonde guard said as he tapped some buttons on his Switch.
"No way, lemme see that.' Another guard said.
Both were oblivious to the banged up black man waltzing into their facility.
The driver fell backwards into a uniform closet before coming to his senses.
"Woah, this shit's a rough gig." the guy said to himself.
"Is someone there?" a guard asked.
"Shit." the black man spat as he fumbled around, slipping a uniform on.
He managed to zip up the outfit and slip the helmet on right as another guard walked in.
"Hey there, wazzup my guardin' brotha? Done some good... guardin' today?" He asked.
The other guard leaned in close giving the black man a good look at the three stars on his uniform.
Then the guard stood up tall.
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Author's Note: Hey there guys! It's your friendly neighborhood annon here! I'm taking a break from this story, need to get the creative juices flowing again. Feel free to add your own chapters to this little tale o' ours.... please?