Chapter 5
Gazzy and Iggy stared at the helicopter as it turned ninety degrees, revealing a turret machine gun. There were five flyboys in the back and two piloting the helicopter.
"Come into the helicopter peacefully, or we will be forced to use brutal measures," said one of the flyboys, gesturing toward the machine gun. Iggy looked toward Gazzy, and nodded. They walked forward and started to board the helicopter. Gazzy only just saw Iggy tap the machine gun with his index finder. They set Max down on the floor. Then Gazzy grabbed one of the handles on the machine gun and pushed the handle as hard as he could, sending the gun spinning into a flyboy. He then grabbed the trigger and pulled it, sending bullets at the flyboys. Three of them fell out of the other door, riddled with holes. Then one of the flyboy's fists collided with his face, sending him spinning out of the helicopter just as it took off. As he fell, he grabbed the metal step on the side of the helicopter. As the helicopter moved forward he swung precariously.
Then Iggy kicked the flyboy out of the helicopter. As he turned around to face the last flyboy, the flyboy kicked him in the chest. As he fell out of the helicopter, Iggy grabbed onto a machine handle, pulling the trigger. As he swung he sent machine gun bullets into the helicopter cockpit, destroying any means of controlling the helicopter. The gun swung again and shredded the last flyboy's torso.
My eyes flickered open, and I saw that I was in a helicopter. I looked around and saw Iggy hanging onto a turret machine gun, which was spewing bullets. I rolled over and crawled out of the path of the gun. Then I stood up and walked over to Iggy. I grabbed onto a handle with one hand, and tapped Iggy's hand with my other hand. He immediately grabbed it and I pulled him into the helicopter. Then I looked down and saw Gazzy barely holding onto the step.
"Hold onto this!" I yelled to Iggy as I guided his hand onto the handle. He wrapped his fingers around it as I grabbed his hand. Then I reached my hand down toward Gazzy, leaning down and putting my weight on Iggy's arm. Gazzy reached up and locked his fingers around my hand. Then I yelled, "Iggy! Hold on tighter!" He did so and I pulled Gazzy up into the helicopter. Then I heard the hum of the rotors die and felt the floor start to fall out from under me. I poked my head out of the door and saw the ground approaching extremely fast. Then the door slammed shut.
