Mr. Faulkner – Rolling out Jason! We are moving! I swear to neutralize "G" before Sandman's and Miss Cristina's funeral. And I'll decide HOW to neutralize "G". Permission requested.
Gen. Frequency – Always trusted, Mr. Faulkner. Permission granted.
Mr. Faulkner – Sam.....when you are meeting Adnet. Tell him that even I'll be there for him.
1st Lt. Sam – Sure....
Mr. Faulkner – Follow'em up Jason!
He was dragging me by my Kevlar jacket meanwhile I was just going with the flow.....I was beyond hurt but doesn't seem that my seniors will allow my break here? Very well.....EVEN I AM TRIGGERED NOW!!!
Outside in the parking lot.....a 60s Vehicle model of a muscle car? Really? For real.....i ain't getting into this one. We'll be shot down easily with bullets. We'll be massacred in there!
Me – Wait.....i don't know what you are planning.....This car is too cool. But am not coming in it. Sorry, I'll follow you with the department issued pursuit vehicle.
Mr. Faulkner – Until you were a 1st Lt. in senses, I have respected you that way. Right now, I am your senior in this operation and this is my command to you. Get in RIGHT NOW!
Me – What man I am already half dead here and I am forced to join you in this mission. This is against my rights here goddamnit! Right now I should be close to Reece in the hospital but rather I am been sent on a spy hunting mission with a mafia boss and all and he's pulling up here with a muscle car! We'll be massacred in it you know?
Mr. Faulkner – Get in the car. I'll tell you on the way about why Frequency chose you for this mission.
Me – Like hell I'll join with you.
Mr. Faulkner – Get in goddamnit! I had saved your sister once! Remember it now and get in the car!
Me – Uh.....yeah....whatever. But damn man at least change the car goddamnit!
Mr. Faulkner – It was my dad's first and last gift to me. Like hell I'll ever forget it. It's 52 Years old vehicle! 70s Plymouth Barracuda! Modified. She's still running strong! Now goddamn get in the car!
Me – Even I got a 24 years old Superbike with me! 98s Honda Blackbird! And so, I refuse to work with you in that car! Snipers or even common mafia will kill us out inside it!
Mr. Faulkner – Jason for one final time I swear get in the car!
Me – Like hell!
Mr. Faulkner – I'll go and inform Ellie about Reece then!
Me – Like hell you can!
Mr. Faulkner – One last time Jason.....GET IN THE CAR!
Me – Ah....fine....But I'll be driving it then.
Mr. Faulkner – Oh? You know how to drive in Manual gear-shift! Its got a manual transmission! Right!
Me – Ah........no.
Mr. Faulkner – You kids these days.....Automatic transmission....Get in now! We are rolling out.
Me – For real.....you win. For the first time in my life I'll be wearing a helmet for a 4-wheeler......Damn....
As our little heated quarrel ended. For too many reasons, his car was too cool yet damn I ain't wanna die out here! Oh my slang. I didn't want to die out here! That car will totally get shredded with bullets if spray fired! For real!
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In gears of 'pacifism' : Lightè-zero
General Fiction*This is the 2nd Volume of the Book. Please refer to completing 1st Volume* "2 eyes, a brain and a heart.....a complete human you see?" From the perspective of a different soul, as the story continues with Elite Police and Armed Service Units teamed...
