<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/7d/Zhuhao.jpg/715px-Zhuhao.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>祝好</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hidden at Ambush Site</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Eric, rest of the team nearby</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Fireworks Time.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>That was Zhùhǎo's cue. With a thought, she reverted back to her own eyesight, with Zhūzhū's video feed faintly visible in her peripheral vision. Still, she wanted to watch with her own eyes. She could see Zhūzhū's recording later.<br/><br/><em>Yī</em>: The concussion blast sitting between the two front seats went off, blasting out the windows and the car horn for a moment. It was a gamble; Zhùhǎo wasn't sure if the concussion blast would damage any of the other toys she'd hidden in the car, but it was a necessary risk for step two.<br/><br/><em>Èr</em>: Zhùhǎo triggered the remote connection to the car's sound system. The soothing sounds of Pachelbel's Canon were heard throughout the woods, lilting through the trees. Zhùhǎo took a moment to enjoy the music from the hilltop, swaying slightly to the tempo.<br/><br/><em>Sān</em>: A pop on the back bumper blew a small hole. Fuel leaked out of the back from a special reservoir Zhùhǎo had installed. Sadly, this was mostly a practical element, preparing to bar the road. Zhùhǎo had warred with herself over whether to ignite it as it leaked out, leaving a trail of fire behind the car, but worried that it would travel up the stream and explode in the back of the car, ruining the rest of her plans. In the end, she decided to wait.<br/><br/><em>Sì</em>: There was no option which toy was fourth. As soon as she installed it, she knew it had to be, it was too perfect. A remote griswold, and the manikin's head exploded with a small bang, as did the packet of grape jelly in which Zhùhǎo had slipped the tiny grenade when she stuck it inside the dummy's head. She giggled.<br/><br/><em>Wǔ</em>: A remote griswold popped, blowing out the left front tire. The corner of the car dropped into the dirt and dragged. The car veered off the road, spinning in a small arc as its momentum fought the drag of the corner until it stopped on the side of the road. While the cacophony of dragging tires and grinding metal clashed with the music singing through the forest, Zhùhǎo couldn't help but grin at the thought of the car trying to dance to the music, though part of her wished she could have had the trail of fire added to the scene. Art requires sacrifice.<br/><br/><em>Liù</em>:Ignition. A tiny spark and the remains in the reservoir exploded in flame, and fire raced down the trail that had been left, arcing along the path in stark relief against the gouge left by the front end, and then down the road from when she'd first popped it, bathing the woods in an orange hue. Zhùhǎo took a moment to enjoy the beauty, the flames, and the music, the breeze as the hot air rushed up from the scene, the heat emanating from the fire...<br/><br/><em>Qī</em>: Zhùhǎo stomped her foot angrily as the patrol car crashed into the decoy car, ruining her final three displays. A deafening boom echoed through the woods as the car was rocked with the explosives Zhùhǎo had stored for the end, after she'd had her fun, to completely block the road. The decoy car hopped, and the windows of the police car shattered. Pachabel's cannon ended, and with a loud crack the closest tree snapped, the top half falling onto both cars. Several smaller percussions followed after, one at a time as the remaining tires burst.<br/><br/>Zhùhǎo covered her eyes, expecting the flashbangs to go off, though they didn't, and as a result missed the launch of the three small, fireworks into the air, only catching a glimpse at the end.  Two just reaching the tops of the trees before bursting in colorful displays, while the third popped and spun whirling spiral of sparks into the air. She pouted; even though Zhūzhū's camera would have captured the entire spectacle, it wasn't the same. Though she knew not where Eve was hidden, she glared at the trees in general.<br/><br/>When everything had finished, Zhùhǎo surveyed the scene. The two cars sat at the center of burning flames, as the slowburn fuel reserves she'd left, spread around the area by the explosion, burned, with a thin tail that followed down the road. What had been an idyllic scene of greens, browns, and greys was washed in flickering shades of orange and red. The ends of her hair curled up and danced like flames to match the scene, as orange, red, and yellow danced along the tips.<br/><br/>After several moments of gleeful surveillance, Zhùhǎo reached into her pocket and withdrew her shades, quietly placing them on her eyes. Though it dimmed the scene, it would provide some protection if and when the flashbangs went off. She tried using Zhūzhū's remote connection to access the flashbang's detonators, to no avail. It was possible they were harmlessly destroyed in the explosion, or the detonator might be damaged and they would be set off when the fire burned through their casings. Either way, Zhùhǎo would keep her distance until she knew for certain.