Dex was a bit nerves, he hated this part of his work.  The first sale to a new customer was a dangerous time, there was still the possibility they would be a cop or otherwise bring the cops down on him.  The up side in this case was that this guy had requested something dex had never dealt in before, P90s, and being an avid gun enthusiast he was always eager to formularize himself with new merchandise.  The deal seamed to be going ok, he had demonstrated 2 of the guns the customer had chosen at random on a target they had set up and told him he would be keeping one for himself, he didn’t have a problem with that, which made dex suspicious, especially when he garbed several spare clips (sticking 3 in his back pocket and 6 under his belt in back next to his M1).<br/><br/>As soon as he excepted the money a doer at the other end of the warehouse was blown open and cops started swarming thru.  Dex grabbed the guns they had been using to demonstrate and pointing the one that was set to single shot at the customer’s head he polled the trigger while saying “fucking cop!!”.  he grabbed a few more clips while his brothers held off the cops and not seeing a way out he started shooting down at the cop while he ran to the second flour office.  Once there he peeked out the window and seeing himself surrounded decided to take as many pigs with him as he could.  He reloaded and just as he was about to start firing a bright light blinded him.<br/><br/>The next thing he knew he felt air rushing by him, for a secant it felt like he was on his bike and he thought the cops must have gotten him and he was in heaven.  Then he herd a beeping noise and realized he was falling, he opened his eyes and panic came over him as he saw a mass of green speeding toward him.  The beeping sped up and he was suddenly jerked back as his shoot deployed.  “oh man” he said in relief, “I am so going to kill whoever did this!”  when he was almost down a bullet came down thru his shoot and grazed hi arm, causing turbulence and making for a bumpy landing.<br/><br/>Once down he just laid there for a second, the harness started beeping again and after a secant it opened and kind of fell off him.  He got up and found his P90s attached to the harness and checking he found he still had his M1 and the extra clips he had grabbed.  Trying to get his baring he had no idea ware he was, no surprise there, this seamed to be a jungle and he had never been in one.  Suddenly he herd three sots, he remembered hearing something about “if your lost in the woods and have a gun fire three shots into the air so someone can find you” when he was a kid so he decided to head that way.<br/><br/>Coming to a clearing he saw a strange grouping of people,  one woman was swat, no doubt about that and a few looked military but others didn’t look like they fit in with the authorities any more then he did.  He considered his option for a moment and realized he didn’t really have any so keeping his guns down to his sides he stepped out and said “I’m guessing this has already been asked but, dos anyone have a clew what the fucks going on?”