Outside the National Air and Space Museum Washington DC
10:00 P.M Eastern Standard Time
September 5th 2014
(Skipper's POV)
We landed the Super plane in a field in Virginia 20 miles from the nation's capital. The Red Squirrel was in handcuffs as we led him thru the National Mall. We were ordered to bring him to a cell in the IPSA's United States headquarters under the National Archives under The Smithsonian. I decided that we should sneak into the National Archives from the National Air and Space Museum.
Kowalski and I stood with the squirrel between us as Rico picks the lock. The lock unlocked with a click and private shouted, "We're in!" We urged the Squirrel into the Building where a team was waiting to escort him thru the levels of the National Archives and into IPSA HQ USA. The Team was only a few feet in front of us when the Squirrel made his move. A laser beam appears of nowhere and cuts thru the chains on his handcuffs. The freed squirrel knocks us out of the way and makes a run for it. "Get that Squirrel!" I shouted as I ran out of the building. My men, Rockgut, and the team that was in the museum followed me outside. I turn to the assembled penguins and said, "IPSA team stand by in front of The White House. Rockgut, Kowalski, Rico and Private I have called the super-plane it is waiting by the Washington memorial. I want you to follow the Squirrel from the air. I meanwhile will pursue the Squirrel and herd him to the IPSA's position in front of The White House. We don't have much timeā¦Move! Move! Move!"
The assembled penguins ran from The Smithsonian and moved into there positions. I ran in the direction of the Squirrel while the monkey powered Super-Plane following me from above; Banana Gun at the ready. I caught up the Squirrel shortly inside the Lincoln Memorial. The Squirrel ran off again as soon as he saw me but I kept on his tail. He tried twice to lose me in front of The Capitol and The Supreme Court Building. I almost had him at the National Art Museum and The National Zoo but I was secretly herding him to The White House.
The White House was in sight and The Red Squirrel made the mistake of turning around to face me. The Super-Plane was hovering behind me and the IPSA Team was directly behind the Squirrel. "You think you can stop me Skipper" he said. He turns to escape but found himself staring up the barrels of the IPSA Agents' guns. Check mate.
(End of Chapter Five)
