mission incompetant

Jays legs buckled beneath him as he hit the ground, "Ow...man..." he whined, as he had the roughest parachute landing he'd had in his life, landing in a formation rocks didnt help, hey, it was night time, and dark....
Bruised, battered and annoyed Jay got to his feet and began to run slowly toward the refinery, until the Parachutes, cables tangled around his legs, making him trip and roll, wrapping more and more canvas around him with every rotation.
"Jay?" came Ambers voice over the radio "Whats going on?"
"Um...nothing...nothing..just..stay flying up there, i'll be fine!"
Yanking his combat knife sharply from its ouch on his thigh, and nicking his hand as he did so he began systematically slicing throuhg the parachute's cables, a few minutes later he was on his feet. and heading toward the refinerys perimeter fence.
"hmm.." he mumbled to himself as he looked through his binoculars (or as they say in 'Snatch'...and therefore it must be true of ALL of london "By-knock-yoo-lars)
"Phil was right, they have stepped up security..."
He, put away his binoculars and moved along the fence, until he found a plce with cover when he clambered over, and dropped to the other side.
Back to a stack of crates, he looked around at the guards, drew his tranquliser gun, took aim, fired,  and laughed as the burly guard slumped to the floor with a dart stuck in his neck. 
Keeping low he trotted across the car-park, leant close up against the tanker.
Reaching up, he checked the door handle. Unlocked, fantastic!
He carefully and quietly opened the door, climbing into the cockpit.
No keys..but nothing a little hot-wiring couldnt handle.
The engine rattled, raising the attention of the guards who promply ran toward Jay in the tanker-shuttle.
Pushing forward on the throttle, Jay aimed the shuttle in the direction of the guards gathering, chuckling as they dived out of the way screaming. 
Minutes later he was in the air, but not alone the Amadeun airforce had launched their ships and were pursuing Jay. .
He grabbed the C.B. radio and twiddled the knob until he found Dean's frequency.
"Ok guys" he shouted above the roar of the shuttles thrusters "LETS DO IT!!"
 
 
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