The underground parking garage was pretty impressive she had to admit, noting how it was also filled with a lot of supplies and just about everything anyone needed for war operations, giving the krauts a point for creativity. The point was given both sarcastically and out of awe, they never failed to surprise her to say the least. Originally, she could not remember what this factory was used for itâ€™s been abandoned for so long prior to the war, this factory had been much smaller and certainly not this active. The Nazis must have renovated and did construction to satisfy their needs. She made yet another mental note to tell the others in the resistance about this once she was finished here. With the guards on their ass however she placed those thoughts aside for now and gave Jack a nod, â€œOf course I do,â€ smashing the truckâ€™s window with her elbow and unlocking it as quickly as she could.<br/><br/>Growing up, her father had worked as a mechanic to earn a bit of money on the side when they were struggling after her mother fell ill. It would not be hard to get the truck started but the pressure was on when it came to how quickly she could get it started. Bridget worked with as much haste as she could to the best of her ability, memories of what her father taught her running through her mind. She was no different from those whose lives the Nazis had destroyed. Seeing the professor and his daughter, as well as these scientists that had practically begged to be saved, was just another reminder of that. And now they had other scientists tagging along. Sadness and anger aside it put a lot of pressure on her. One of the scientists tapped her on the shoulder and asked her how much longer she would be in an impatient tone, and she told him she was doing the best she could.<br/><br/>There was a lot of pressure right now but she was not about to let it get to her. Smirking in satisfaction when she finally got it running, Bridget turned to signal Jack and said, â€œFinally, letâ€™s get out of here! They donâ€™t seem very happy about us stealing their stuff.â€ It was so loud between the alarm still going and shots being fired that voices were barely audible, just in case he had not heard her she blew the truckâ€™s horn to get his attention, catching the attention of some nearby guards as well. Maybe she should have thought about that before she acted. Originally they were just supposed to rescue the professor and his daughter, now they had company. Would everyone even fit in this thing? Well there was only one way to find out and that was to drive out of here like a bat out of hell before they were captured. None of the scientists made any hesitations jumping in the back, keeping hidden as best they could.<br/><br/>Before jumping in the truck herself, she ran over to a dead kraut and grabbed his rifle knowing it would be useful later. Never know when something else might happen, like say a welcoming party as soon as they make their way out of here. Keeping a firearm with you was a wise thing. After climbing back inside the truck she stepped on the gas, slamming the pedal into the floor before she threw it in gear and drove off.<br/><br/>Even if she really as not sure where to go to get the hell out of here it was fairly easy to navigate, she just followed the signs that led the way, unfortunately it was filled with guards as well the closer they came to the exit. The moonlight was soon visible, replacing the artificial light that had been in the tunnel, and she gripped the steering wheel, taking a chance as she sped up a bit. Blood splattered the windshield when she to mow down a few Nazis to get through. When they were finally out of there she noticed they were on a back road in the countryside. She killed the headlights and slowed down a bit, taking a moment to relax until she heard a sound behind them. They were being followed. Biting the inside of her lip slightly, she did her best to keep distance between the truck and the car following, looking to Jack, trusting he would take care of it.