Chapter 5 "On the Road Again"
Early Morning June 28th
"Down, everybody down!"
Two police cruisers sped past, sirens wailing. Nick watched them from behind the dumpster.
"Clear, keep moving!"
Bar stepped out from behind the dumpster and followed Belner as they continued down the alley. They only had about another block to go before they reached the river. When they reached the street Austin covered left and Nick covered right while Mike and Nate ran across. Once across they did the same.
The river could be heard in front of them. The four men quickly passed through a backyard and came to a cliff, below them was a small beach and then the river.
"Now how are we gonna get down," Mike asked more to himself then anything.
"Let's head down river, I think there is a road that goes down to the beach," Nick replied.
They moved out and proceeded quickly, following the edge of the cliff for about quarter a mile before they hit a small path that led down to the beach. When they finally stepped into the sand and moved towards the water line they scanned the shore looking for anything that they could use to cross the river. The water was too cold for them to swim across and with all their weapons and ammo it would be near impossible. Finally that found a small inflatable raft tied to rock.
"Oh, you got to be kidding me!" Nate exclaimed when he saw it.
" It's the best we're gonna find," Nick replied and climbed in.
It took a few moments but they managed to squeeze the four of them in the small raft. There wasn't much room but they fit. Using their rifle stocks they pushed themselves off the beach and into the water. Thankfully the current wasn't to strong or it would have taken them several miles downriver before they managed to get across.
"This was a bad idea," Nate said as they were about halfway across. They were sitting so low in the water that if they even shifted water would get into the raft.
"To late to turn back now," Nick pointed out. "Shut up and row."
After several minutes of bitching and paddling they got across and docked at a worn wooden dock. Austin was the first out and helped everyone out of the raft and onto the dock without falling in. They climbed a set of stairs that led up from the dock and found themselves in a parking lot underneath the bridge off ramp.
"There's a car," Austin announced and pointed to the other side of the lot.
The four moved to the car and covered Nate as he smashed the window and attempted to hot wire the car. They were sitting for a few moments when a pair of headlights illuminated into the parking lot.
"Everybody down," Nick ordered and crouched down behind a pair a trash cans that desperately needed to be emptied.
A police car entered the small parking lot. The spotlight from the cruiser shown across the lot, it passed over the car they were attempting to steal but quickly came back to it. The cruiser stopped. They saw the open door.
Nick tightly gripped his M4 as the officer stepped out of the car, pistol drawn and at the ready. He slowly came towards the car, passing right by Nick. Another few feet and the cop would be on top of the others. Quickly jumping up Bar jammed his M4 into the back of the police officer's head.
"Drop the gun," he demanded.
The cop froze but still held onto the gun. Nate, Mike and Austin rose from behind the car, weapons trained on the cop. Slowly the officer let his pistol fall to the pavement and raised his hands.
Nick grabbed the radio from his belt and smashed it. He then led the officer back to his cruiser and forced him into the back seat then closed the door. The man was now locked in the backseat since the back doors of police cars can only be opened from the outside.
"Get that car moving," Bar said and then ripped the microphone from the cruisers main radio.
It took only a few more moments before Nate started the car. Just as Nick was about to climb in he noticed faint glow coming from the backseat of the police cruiser.
"Shit," he cried and ran to the cruiser and threw the door open.
The cop was on his cellphone. Nick angrily hauled the cop out of the car and grabbed the phone from him. A swift shot to the head via Nick's rifle stock put the cop out of their misery.
"We gotta move now!" Nick shouted as he ran back to the car.
Tires screeched as Nate hurried out of the lot. As they turned out onto the main street a second police cruiser was just about to make the turn into the lot. He instantly turned on his lights and sirens and gave chase.
"Where am I going?" Nate asked.
"Get us to Bohan," Bar replied as he sprayed 9mm rounds from his Mp5k at the cop.
They turned left onto the main road connecting Algonquin and Alderney. Two more cop cars joined the pursuit. They made another left onto a double road that would take them across the bridge to Bohan. A police cruiser pulled out in front of them. Nate swerved into oncoming traffic to avoid a collision.
The dark shape of a helicopter passed overhead. Nick looked up to see a NOOSE Black Hawk hovering overhead. The gunner in the doorway was quite obvious. Bullets struck all around them, a few striking the hood.
"Go, go, go!" Mike shouted. "NOOSE van behind us!"
Rounds shattered the back window, everyone ducked and Nate got as low as he could. The seats were shredded as more bullets passed through the car. They made it onto the bridge. There were now five cruisers, two NOOSE vans, and a helicopter chasing them. A police car appeared in front of them and stayed there despite their best attempts to go around it.
"Keep going on this road," Nick said as they crossed the bridge.
The car sped up as it climbed a hill, getting some air as they crossed the flat intersections. The road entered some sort of a tunnel with two story high walls on each side. They were about twenty feet in when the police cruiser in front of them, slammed on its brakes. There was no time to maneuver.
They slammed into the back of the cruiser. At the speed they were going the back end lifted up and they rolled onto their side. Another cruiser struck them. Suddenly the car was on its roof. They slid for about another twenty feet and then smashed into the concrete wall.
