I do not own Macgyver but boy do I wish I did.
1988- Somewhere in the Middle East
Macgyver could feel the wind as he sped through the desert on the latest Yamaha All terrain vehicle. Earlier that day he had just hooked up with his local informant. He was there to free a U.S. scientist captured by rebels for her knowledge on weapons and weapon systems. At the moment they were headed to scope out the surronding area of the base for the rescue attempt the next day.
Macgyver on the radio headset "How long till we get there?"
"Only five more minutes" replied the local.
Only five more minutes until I can see up I am up against and hopefully five more minutes till I am back home he thought, nothing can go wrong with this part of the plan at least.
How wrong he was.
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