
“Sampaign...grape..or brandy, gentlemen…” with a charming smile the caterer carrying a tray of drink glasses approached Howard and Duncan Tramp who were chatting with Professor McQueen after the return of Lana and Jordan to the storage warehouse on the floor four. “All selected drinks.”
Duncan picked up a glass of champagne then raised it in front of his father and co-workers, “I suggest champagne for an increasingly successful future.”
“Pastinya..” Tramp senior smiled and then followed the child took a second champagne glass.
“We should taste the corn harvest first before toast it with champagne.but yes, already.” Professor McQueen laughed before finally taking the only champagne glass still left on the tray.
“Thank you, gentlemen..” the waiter said as he stepped down to refill his cane with champagne glass.
“We can taste it after this champagne, Professor..” Duncan smiled widely to respond to his colleague's remarks just now. “Nothing is more fun than enjoying a win after giving two big offers that feel impossible to miss a smart President like my father.”
“After this I want to hear more about the greatest weapon that was cut off earlier,” Howard Tramp nodded.
“Sure, Dad!”
“Returned..” all three raised glasses each.
The three men had not had time to drink champagne in a glass, suddenly the room was filled with gunshots from various directions. The glass in President Tramp's hand broke into pieces but luckily the gunfire on the country's leader missed as Jack, his Secret Service bodyguard, encouraged the man to duck immediately.
Luckily, Professor and Duncan Tramp spontaneously ducked until they both escaped the scattering of hot lead. Unfortunately, not everyone was as lucky as the barrage of gunshots downed five people among the guests. Instantly, there was also chaos in the room. Crowds were running around with cries of fear as they tried to avoid armed gangs wearing masks and black clothes that appeared in unison from all four sides of the room.
But the surprise attack did not immediately allow the foreign horde to directly control the situation. The Secret Service team that was keeping the President in action carried out a counterattack. Shooting also occurred at close range. As a result, four more people were killed, all from the Secret Service, because of the unequal battle between automatic rifles and pistols.
“We have to get out of here,” Jack exclaimed to the others as soon as he studied the surroundings. He turned to his two men who were closest to them. “Ryan..Bill..
The two responded by approaching Jack. The three trained agents looked at each other for a moment before nodding, “In the count of three.” Jack then took the cue. “One...two..”.
Not waiting until the count of three, Bill opened fire relentlessly at the armed assailants. Seeing that, other Secret Service team members who are still engaged in a shootout with the******** are participating in the crowd.
At the same time Ryan ran to the opposite exit to the position where the armed assailants were, occasionally opening fire as a road opener. One of Ryan's shots killed the assailant who tried to shoot him at close range. Five seconds after Ryan paved his way, Jack held onto Howard Tramp's arm to guide him running in the same direction as Ryan.
“Come, Mr. President..”
Bill waited until Professor McQueen and Duncan Tramp ran behind the president and his bodyguard before following them to the exit. The gunmen tried to keep the President out of the room by firing a few shots, but the effort was hindered as Bill continued to strafe with quick shots that made the attackers not dare to chase for a while.
As soon as Bill went through the exit, the men came out of hiding and opened fire on the door until it fell apart. Presumably expect one of the bullets to at least hit a member of the Secret Service or the President and his friends. Unfortunately this did not happen because the six men managed to escape through the main hallway on the ground floor while the bullets fired only managed to destroy the door or wall.
People who appear to be leaders ******* it gave orders in a foreign language and after that four of them pursued the President's entourage while the other three stayed in the room with the leader to hold the surviving guests hostage in hall.
The leader snatched one of the captives who was the invited guest and put a gun to the woman's forehead, “I warn the Secret Service..This girl dies if you don't lay down your weapons and surrender.”.
Seeing that the Secret Service members left behind in the room looked before they raised their hands and put their pistols on the floor. Unfortunately, that goodwill was not reciprocated with mercy because the ******* was still raining down on them with crazy shots. The guests screamed in fear to see three more Secret Service members brutally killed.
Elsewhere, realizing that the situation was not yet safe, Jack continued to bring the two children Tramp with Professor McQueen to continue running accompanied by his colleagues as a bodyguard who secured the situation of the road in front and behind. The three Secret Service members simultaneously brought the three important people to the second floor because for them it is safer to take shelter in the building than to try to get out without knowing how many ******* who wait there.
They climbed the emergency stairs to coincide with the destruction of the ballroom door. One of the gunmen was wailing, probably because they did not find the target they were hunting. He shouted something to the armed mob inside before the four******* it raided looking for their missing targets from the main hallway.
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“I could be so stupid.I forgot that I was still wearing this vest when I left the warehouse,” Lana cursed herself when she and Jordan arrived on the fourth floor.
“Maybe you are too excited to meet Howard Tramp,” Jordan responded.
“Not often we can meet the number one person in the country, right?”
“Kukira because your father cooperated with his son then you guys have easy access to meet anytime.”
“Not so!” Lana shakes. “The reality is that the two Tramps rarely meet, they have their respective activities. And Daddy can only meet the President through Duncan Tramp.”
The fourth floor looked deserted, only the buzzing of the air-conditioning machine with the doors closed. Therefore Lana was astonished to find from a distance the door of the storage room was open, Is there anyone in there, huh?"
A familiar voice whispered in Jordan's mind started to say with a senewen, ‘Don't let him go inside. Danger!’
"What do you think we'll just go down? I have a bad feeling" Jordan said.
"Don't be weird, ah! There's nothing to be afraid of here. At best the security guard forgot to close the door when he kicked us out. Uh, what the hell is this?"
A puddle of thick red liquid on the floor caught the attention of the girl once she stayed several meters away from the storage room. Below the puddle was a form of sliding, as if something heavy was being pulled from it.
"I don't think this was there when we left."
"That's blood," Jordan interrupted with a tense face.
"Blood?" Lana frowning.
Jordan walked quickly to the prototype of the flying car and along with the rear door that opened the lifeless body of the security officer who reprimanded them a few hours ago slumped out with bulging eyes and a hole in the his forehead.
"My Lord!" lana's screams were accompanied by a pale face. "Did he...did he die?"
"We need to get out of here right away," Jordan heeded the stupid question of being aware of the menacing danger.
The two turned out towards the storage room door as Lana said, "Wouldn't we tell the other security guards out there?"
"Good idea" Jordan replied. "How do we do it?"
Lana remembers there was some sort of emergency button for precarious things like the one happening right now, His father once told him that one day the father's men completed the installation of the system after a work accident in the laboratory that claimed the lives of three workers. If it is not wrong it is installed behind the door, into one part with an automatic door opening system.
Sure enough, the girl found a small red button on the bottom of the console that was fitted with an automatic access machine hand scanner. Lana McQueen was just about to press the emergency button before someone confronted her from behind, “Don't even think about doing it.”.
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