<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Scene Setting</span></span></strong></div><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://www.orbitz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/california-highway-395.jpg)</div><br/><br/>The officers and their captain all listened calmly and professionally to the outlined plan of action. They were used to listening to debriefings and even if it was a little unusual the plan seemed perfectly solid. They nodded along and looked over the newcomers. Perhaps not as military as they could look, but none of them cared too much as long as they got the job done. And at least they stood out. The men set about locking and loading, finishing tooling up as they piled into the cars. Each one started up and lined up by the road as the Captain gave Bishop a firm handshake and a nod. He then spoke to clarify the immediate plan.<br/><br/><strong>"So, Jean in the cab with me driving. Rogue, Psylocke and you, Bishop, in the back. Jean stops the truck and you all move to intercept. My men will monitor the situation and intervene if things start to get bad."</strong><br/><br/>The Captain headed over to the large SWAT van, opening up the drivers side and flicking the heavy back doors open. He lifted himself into the drivers seat and started the engine, getting ready to head off as soon as everyone was in.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>In the distance Sabretooth and his henchmen drove steadily down the interstate highway. It had been cleared out of traffic for some distance now. Clearly something was being planned and civilians had been got out the way. But he didn't care one bit. In fact he chuckled to himself and slammed his foot down, picking up speed. If he was going to be met with resistance they would at least feel some pain in the process of stopping him. The two grunts in the back wouldn't be much help in a serious situation, but at least the thermo could get things done. Not that the fight mattered. In the back the two Epsilon's were loading up an assortment of small arms, ready to open fire if the van was breached.