Ian, Hammond, and Grant were still thinking of a plan. Everyone of there plans had failed that they came up with. Like Arnold betraying them in sudden attack when they were almost about to win.

"Hm...We could get Josh to fly us over there and we can just throw grenades down until they die." Hammond said.

"That's a good idea." Grant and Ian agreed.

Grant and Ian ran to the shed and opened it. There were still lots of Grenades left and they found another helicopter that they could fly on. This was there last hope on getting Arnold and Osama destroyed.

"How many grenades you got?" Grant asked Ian.

"I've got at least 12." Ian answered while showing them to Grant.

Ian had made his shirt into sort of like a bag but he just folded the top of it and held it so the grenades would stay in. Grant had 20 grenades with him. When no more grenades could be found Ian and Grant went out of the shed and locked it up.

"Ready?" Hammond yelled.

"Ready!" They both yelled back.

Josh rushed out on a cane and got in the helicopter. The doctor's just ban dashed up his leg instead of taking it off completely because it would cause too much pain.

"How's the leg?" Hammond asked Josh as he got into the driver's seat.

"It's doing fine." Josh responded.

Josh had the option to go home but he didn't feel like it. He wanted to stay here and help Hammond get the terrorist's off the island before they took it over.

"This should be easy." Ian yelled over the helicopter blades at Grant.

"Yeah. There are only two of them" Grant replied.

The helicopter took off while starting to head for the shoreline...