Interception

Who: Kevn Fenard & Peter Marwood
where: a large cargo shaft
when: after an hour of going along the tram
Kevn pocketed the book into his jumpsuit, "Ironic... We need to go
down to the cargo decks and we choose the slowest bloody way to it!"
"Calm down, I highly doubt that the French are going to be there
first. They'll search the medibay and what not first. Then the cargo
decks."
As they came to a large cargo bay door the elevator began to slow
down... actually it just stopped...
It opened revealing a band of French mercinaries rumbling through
some crates and scanning them for any weapons of mass destruction.
"I take it back..." Peter said.
"Hold it right there pig-dogs!" One said aiming a pistol at them.
"The hell with it! We're taking a short cut!" Kevn said firing up
the the fork lift.
They rushed past the mercs and sped through the maze of crates.
Peter yelled out, "You loon! Slow her down! Or you'll get us both
killed!"
Kevn was about to slow down when he saw a wall of crates, they
screameed. "AAAHHHHH!!! CAN THIS BE THE END!?!" Kevn cried.
"You baboon! Hit the brakes!" Peter yelled.
EEEEEEECCHHH! The emergency brakes activated, they stopped right in
front of the wall.
"I feel like I had a friggin heart attack! this thing's going badda
boom, badda boom!" Kevn said clutching his chest.
"Hurry we need to get moving!" Peter said.
"I agree!" Kevn said pointing to the group of mercinaries.
They zoomed off through the cargo decks with the french right on
their tails.
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