I start jogging towards the front gate, shoving an older model military helmet on my head. The explosion had died into the glow of a large fire, and as we got closer I heard screaming. A soldier barked orders to others near the gate, and three small response vehicle appeared from the road, similar to the one I'd hoped to steal earlier. This might work out after all.<br/><br/>The gate was intact, surprisingly, but it glowed red from the inside. The explosion must have been outside. Testing my luck, I rapped on the hard glass of one of the vehicles. Transportation would be lovely for this. He popped the window open a few inches. "Hey, we need this vehicle!" I motioned towards Captain Myers, his rank obvious on the front of his armored helmet.<br/><br/>The Sergeant wasn't happy,<span style="font-style: italic">"Who the hell are you, his personal guard or something?"</span>I laughed, nonchalantly flipping the lock on the holster of my laser pistol. "Yes, that's exactly what I am. Now if you value your job, you know what you're supposed to do." Thankfully the Captain was far enough away he couldn't hear this exchange. He likely wouldn't have approved. Nevertheless, the Sergeant put on the parking brake and threw open the heavy door on the vehicle.<span style="font-style: italic">"Fuckin' ass."</span>He gave Captain Myers the finger, and I hopped up on the step as he stormed off towards the gate. "Lovely.."<br/><br/>Sitting down in the vehicle's adaptive racing seat, I admired the controls. Pushing the window open more, I call out to the Captain. "Myers, let's go!" A large patrol vehicle rolled up to the gate, ready to push it open as soon as the person in charge, now Captain Myers, gave the signal. The radio crackled.<span style="font-style: italic">"Whenever you call it, sir. Waitin' on your go."</span>