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The van carrying Barracks, Grace and Arran moved at a reasonable speed however they would have to quicken their pace if they wanted to catch up with Palmer.

"Take a left here," Barracks ordered the driver of the truck.

He turned and took the shortcut to the hospital.

"Do you think we'll catch up in time?" Grace asked.

Barracks sighed. "To be honest I don't know. Everything is screwed up today and from what we've seen so far they won't give up without a fight," he answered.

"Why though? All this pain for Keeler to become President."

Arran spoke up this time. "No, it's not Keeler. He wouldn't do something like this. I've seen the way in which he looks at Palmer. He looks at him with complete respect. From what I gathered from the attackers, it was just a complete massacre: a pointless killing rampage."

"I agree. I think this is all about power. This group of people whoever they are want to show us whose boss and whose in control. They want to show that they can take anyone out in a single bullet," Grace said.

"Well there going to have to go through a lot of bullets if they want to take this President out," Barracks commented.

The van continued driving down the ghostly road. Most roads were blocked and many companies and factories had taken the day off because of the attack of Palmer so hardly anyone would be driving anyway.

"Sir, we have a problem," the driver called into the back.

"What is it?" replied Barracks.

"The road up ahead is blocked but not by our people. There dressed in black and carrying automatic rifles, sir what will I do."

"Cant you just run them over?"

"No, there are cars as well. The whole road is blocked."

Barracks paused to think and then answered "Stop here."

The van came to a stop and Barracks opened the back doors, stepping out.

He peered round the door and saw the dark figures standing in front of 2 black Mercedes. Grace also stepped out with 2 agents, leaving Arran behind.

"What now?" Grace asked.

Barracks loaded up his machine gun and spun round the door, giving Grace her answer.

30 bullets streamed out as he fired at the men. He caught some but around 10 were left standing.

Grace took the other side with her handgun and fired, catching 1 of them in the head.

The men fired back and burst the tires of the van.

The 2 agents with Barracks turned round and fired, 1 of them being killed.

"Were not going to be able to take them out. We need a better plan."

1 of the Mercedes suddenly revved up and turned so it was facing the van. It sped forward and rammed into the front of the van, impaling the driver before he could get out.

The van lurched backwards, throwing Arran out and knocking the remaining agent out.

"Dammit," Barracks shouted.

He grabbed a round and reloaded his gun before turning round again and firing.

Grace joined him after helping Arran back into the van.

The men in black came forward and finally surrounded Barracks, Grace and Arran who all had no ammo left.

They were dragged to the side of the road, along with the unconscious agent.

Barracks watched in horror as the unconscious agent came around and was then shot in the head.

They moved the gun to Grace's head and were about to fire when the van exploded.

Arran pulled out his knife and stabbed the man that was holding him from behind. Barracks head butted his attacker and grabbed his gun, quickly shooting the remaining men until only the one holding Grace was left alive.

"Put the gun down or she's dead," he shouted at Barracks.

Grace closed her teary eyes and nodded for Barracks to shoot him.

Barracks declined and dropped his weapon.

The man took his gun away from Grace's head and pointed it at Barracks, shooting him twice in the shoulder.

Arran ducked down into the grass and rolled down holding a machine gun close.

Barracks coughed up blood as the man in black came up and was about to finish him.

Arran peeked up and fired, killing him.

Arran then dragged himself up to where Barracks lay.

"You ok?" he asked.

Barracks smiled.

"The president is under attack, I'm lying here dying and terrorists are slowly but surely taking over America, apart from that I'm good. How's Grace?"

Arran looked around but couldn't see her.

"I don't know. Everything happened so fast, I didn't see what happened to her."

Arran helped up Barracks and after looking for Grace, grabbed a couple of weapons and headed off to the remaining Mercedes, thinking Grace had run off.

"Hey nice trick leaving the grenade in the van," Barracks commented as they got into the car and continued there drive to save the president of the United States.

Grace peered from behind a tree and spoke into her phone.

"There on their way."

8:30