by Cory Mccoy
We lost six men while trying to secure some jeeps, but all of the Chinese were dead from what we could tell. Our plan was working, but we weren't in the clear yet. We still had to find a way to get out of the blockaded parking lot. Beyond that we were unsure where to go. We had all agreed that we needed to get the injured to a hospital, hopefully it was still there.
Our best bet was just slamming straight through the barriers in the movie theater next door and getting to a side road as fast as possible. The interstate was clogged with panicking motorists. None of the heavy duty vehicles were intact, leaving us stuck with smaller jeeps. Jesse and I jumped into the Subaru, if we needed to break off to lead the PLA away, this car would be ideal.
It became apparent that the RV was going to have to break through ahead of us, they would be left unprotected except for a gunman on the roof. All the rest of the military guarding the perimeter were being kept busy by the police and swat. It wasn't looking good for them, they were outgunned and would be overwhelmed the moment the Chinese reinforcements came.
As we headed toward our escape route, some of the Chinese broke off and began firing on us. We were able to shut them down, but not before McDonnell, who was driving the RV, took a bullet to his throat. Liz grabbed the wheel, attempting to keep the RV from crashing. She had never driven anything larger than a Cadillac.
Suddenly, the dirt bikes broke off headed god knows where. It was a stupid move and they paid the price for it. The first rider was hit by a grenade, causing the other two to crash. Chinese soldiers swarmed them, emptying their clips as they laid helplessly on the pavement.
We managed to break through, only losing one of the four jeeps in the process. When all of the jeeps were through, we formed a caravan around the RV to protect it. I doubted any of the men knew how to use the heavy guns correctly, but precision didn't really matter with that kind of a weapon. Liz couldn't control it over 45 mph so we would be moving slowly toward the hospital.
Chapter 4
