"Ok the so what have you figured out?" asked Max he then took along drink of water.
"The collars around our neck control us correct?" asked Paul but it seemed to be a statement rather than a question. He got out his map and wrote on the back of it.
THE COLLARS HAVE A MIC IN THEM WIRTE DOWN ANYTHING YOU DON'T WANT THEM TO HEAR AND BY THE WAY I HAVE DISABILED ALL THE CAMERAS IN THIS SECTOR IN THE PAST HOUR SO NO ONE CAN SEE US!
Max looked a little shocked.
"Oh before we catch up I've got news for you Graham and the girls escaped after Gemma attacked you they managed to get into the woods. I think she headed south I lost her when she went into the port area." Informed Paul.
"That's good then" said Max relieved.
SO THAT'S HOW THEY KNEW WE HAD PLANNED TO STAY IN THE FARMHOUSE FOR A WHILE THE BASTARDS WANT US ALL ON CAMERA TO DIE! YOU SHOULD BE CAREFULL THEY WILL MAKE THIS AIRPORT A DANGER ZONE NEXT TIME THE ANNOUCMENT COME IN JUST OCER THREE HOURS.
Paul picked up his pen.
I KNOW THAT'S WHAT WE GOT A PLANB WE'VE BUILT A LITTLE PRESENT FOR THEM A ROLLING BOMB BASICLY WE GOT A TRUCK IT'S FULL EXPOLISVE GAS AND PETROL WE ROLL IT DOWN THAT HILL WITH A LITTLE LUCK THE SPEED WILL TAKE US INTO THE BUILDINGS GROUNDS WE PUNCHERS A CYDENDER AND BOOM! GAME OVER!
Max looked impressed.
WHAT ABOUT THE ZONE BEINGH A DANGER ZONE ALL THE TIME MATE?
Paul smiled he had been expecting this to be asked.
ONE WAY MISSION I AM AFRAID WE'VE TALKED ABOUT IT SAVING TWENTY FOUR OF US IS BETTER THAN ONE LEAVING ALIVE SO WE WILL MAKE ONE FINAL TRIP.
Max shook his head
THERE MUST BE SOME OTHER WAY!
Paul looked a bit sad.
NO OTHER WAY MATE.