Athena, her back to the tree, felt the bullets ripping at the wood behind her as the mercenaries returned her fire. The tree shook with the impact, the foliage around her bursting. She glanced at Oscar, who stood a few dozen yards away, also shielded by a tree. With a nod, each jumped up into the higher branches as the gunfire continued its barrage below them.<br/><br/>Athena and Oscar leaped through the treetops, passing above the gunmen below who did not notice. The men continued to advance forward, perhaps believing they had the pair pinned down and were finally closing in for the kill. As Athena leaped along, she passed above Muddy, who barreled through the jungle, knocking aside smaller trees as he went. It wouldn't feel good to take a punch from that behemoth.<br/><br/>Back at the village, Voltaje fried the truck electronics with ease, their systems not capable of withstanding the bursts she sent through them. In a few minutes, the trucks were neutralized and Happy had stored the guns on a rooftop. People began exiting the trucks, their expressions bewildered. Other townspeople began to return from their hiding places, too stunned by the sudden turn of events to heed Voltaje's warning to run.<br/><br/>Athena and Oscar returned to the town as more people began to gather around Voltaje. The townsfolk were agitated, afraid, but also speaking very rapidly. Voltaje and Oscar understood, and soon translated for the others.<br/><br/>Although the heroes had stopped the four trucks present, three others had already left previously taking nearly four dozen townspeople. The stories came hurried and disjointed, but the gunmen had shown up about an hour before and simply began to round people up. These were Ramac's men, not a cartel's, but the purpose of the abductions was unclear. Women, men and children were taken, with no clear distinction between them.<br/><br/>The trucks had driven off into the jungle. Townspeople pointed to a gap in the trees, where a makeshift road was visible. The "road" was nothing more than a cleared path of ground, stretching off in a straight line into the jungle, like a giant shovel had been raked along the earth, shoving aside flora and even trees. Although crude, the road would be good enough for a truck to roll along, and it went straight into the wilderness, in the direction where the heroes had seen the red light.