John Price: Are You ready To Go Again?: A Sci-Fi Harem, Time Travel, Alien Invasion, Men's Adventure tale (John Price: You Must Save The Human Race. Book 4) by Merick N. H. Ulrik

Author:Merick N. H. Ulrik [Ulrik, Merick N. H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-09-06T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

John Price--Mal-Tek Factory Tampa, Florida. Pt. 2

The loading dock bay doors were closing fast. I could see gun fire at 9'O'clock positioning. Where Jessica was, I couldn't see, but I could see the guards being pinned down by returning fire.

I had to get to Jessica and save vanessa but first I had to stop those doors or we would be trapped.

How could I have been so stupid? They left the back door wide open for us on purpose. If the door shuts, we will be trapped in a kill zone!

There were rows of the heavy cold cylinder containers. I pushed the nearest one to the door over and it slammed onto the concrete factory floor.

"Move, damn it," I said as I slid the large refrigerator like container on the floor towards the bay doors. The metal grinding on concrete scraped and screeched as I ran behind it, pushing it like a bobsled.

The Bay doors made a loud crunching noise as I managed to lodge the cold metal cylinder container between the bay doors at the last moment, then I felt the harsh sting of a bullet as it shot through my forearm.

"Son of a bitch, that hurts," I winced. I looked to my left, and a blast exploded Jessica flew three free backwards toward me. Her suit was now visible, and she appeared dazed as some flash grenade sprayed a projectile dye that eliminated our stealth tech's efficacy and stunned her.

"Reagan," I said. "We are going to need a quick evac."

"Roger that," said Reagan. "I am standing by."

The gunfire in our direction was unrelenting. Vanessa was laying prone twenty feet away in a bad location.

"Jessica, are you alright?" I said, as I picked her up and moved her behind a heavy, cold metal cylinder.

"What? I can't hear you. I'm not hurt," said Jessica loudly. "But my ears are ringing. Vanessa, save her." Jessica handed me the Nanobot gun she carried with her. It had a strap around it and I hung the nanobot gun around my neck.

Pain shot through my wounded left forearm as I moved an electric dolly by the loading bay with one of the large cylinder containers on it in front of me. This will make good cover. I thought as I winced. Working the device, I moved the dolly and the cylinder between me and the gunfire and used it for protection as I moved towards the open area where Vanessa lay.

Gunshot ricocheted off of the container shielding me and tore through the metal. I looked around the cover and saw a huge white man with blonde hair wearing black tactical gear firing a PM md. 90 in full auto burst. Sparks flew off the sides of the cold metal container.

I turned to look around the other corner of the electric dolly as I rolled it into the firing range. A small fist collided with my face, knocking me back slightly. My face stung. Then this small Asian woman in black tactical gear kicked me in the groin.

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