"Come on men, hurry it up!" As soon as James brought Matt and Kay back to Headquarters, a plan was being put into place. Roy was shouting orders at his men, and trying to help them. They were bringing in other alchemists from around the area to help get Ed out. Once everyone was assembled, the team of trained alchemists piled into a few cars and rushed towards the plant.
When they got there, the search party was waiting for them. Riza snapped to attention and was quick to salute the Colonel. "Sir! We cannot locate Edward. Alphonse seems to think that he could possibly have fallen through, due to the weight of his auto-mail. However, if that's true, it will be nearly impossible to get him out." Her last sentence was very quiet and her voice wavered. Al was still standing by the building.
Everyone walked over to him. "Al, are you sure he's on the bottom? I mean, what if he's not even in there?" Roy was trying to be optimistic.
"I'm sure, Colonel. He's in there." Al went on to explain his theory of how they could free him.
"Everyone, can you hear me?" Roy's voice boomed out over the crowd. "As we see it, there are three options. One, we could attempt to tunnel underneath the pit to him and pull him out. However, we aren't sure exactly where he is. Two, we could just start moving the rubble, but it could shift and kill him. Three, we would need the help of the alchemists." He kind of smiled. Whispers spread around quickly.
"What's the plan, sir?" Someone cried out from the middle of the crowd.
Roy smiled. "Here's how it goes…"
O-O-O
Down below, Ed was slowly becoming weaker. He was still losing blood, although the flow was slower. The weight of the bricks on his arm and chest were making it hard for him to breathe. The metal rod in his gut was slowly becoming locked in place because his blood was clotting around it, and then drying. The rod has also made a small nick in his stomach when it pierced through his body, and his stomach acid was beginning to leak out. If help didn't arrive soon, he was going to die.
O-O-O
Back up on top, all the alchemists had gathered around. Each had a large pile of scrap metal before them. At least one piece of the metal was touching the mound of rubble.
"All right, ready everyone? On three! One, two, three!" Roy shouted out to the alchemists. Everyone was slowly transmuting the metal so that it spread over the rubble and bonded it into one humongous piece. They estimated the amount of metal so it would be enough to reach almost to the floor, but not all the way. That way, it would not encompass Ed.
"Alright, good job! Bring in the crane!" The crane had two strings on it. On the end of one was a giant claw, similar to a claw machine. However, their prize was much more valuable than normal. On the other sat an alchemist named Ron. Before he was an alchemist, he was a welder. His job was to cut off a piece of the wreckage so the crane could lift it out. The process would be slow, but it was the safest way they had.