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climbed in with Annie and Tigs.
Brett and Twink burst through the door of the room to find Jim lying on the ground as Brett put his finger on his neck to check for a pulse. “Jim,” Brett said. He patted him on his face a few times. “Jim wake up.” Jim started to stir and then Brett slapped him really hard across the face.
“Wake up!” he screamed. Jim jolted up. He felt the trickle of blood fall onto his lips from the cut across his face. He slowly got up with Brett’s help as Twink checked the pulse of the two dead men on the ground. “What the hell happened?” Brett asked.
Jim’s hand slowly rose to his temple as he tried to gather the thoughts of what had just happened. The words felt foreign as they slipped out of his mouth. “It was Matt,” he said.
“What?” Brett asked. Jim glanced over to the computer. “The files,” he said as he rushed to the monitors where Matt had been working. There was an upload bar spread across the screen. It was at sixty-seven percent.
Twink and Brett watched as the bar on the screen increased in percentage.
“I’m guessing this is bad,” Brett said. Jim tried to hit a few key strokes, but the keyboard was locked. He couldn’t move anything, not even the mouse. Anytime he tried, an encryption code popped up on the screen.
“It’s an algorithm,” Twink said.
He pushed Jim out of the way and dropped into the chair. “He put an algorithm encryption so we can’t stop the files from being sent.”
“Can’t we cut the hard lines?” Brett asked.
Twink shook his head. “No, the connection is coming from the location where the files are being sent. Even if we cut it they’d still get the info,” Twink said. “The guy’s smart.”
“Well, I hope you’re smarter. This whole camp is going to be leveled if you don’t stop that file from being sent,” Jim said. Jim took off towards the door and shouted back behind him, “If you can’t shut it down before it gets to ninety-five percent get the hell out of here.” Jim ran outside with a pistol in his hand.
There was a trail of dust heading towards the gate. He could see Annie’s hair bobbing in the back seat of the jeep. He took off at a sprint and jumped into another jeep parked in the yard. Matt drove wild through the camp as soldiers screamed profanities after being nearly hit. Samantha gathered her reserve and started yelling at him. “What the hell is going on, Matthew?” she demanded. “Jim lied to you, Sam,” he said. “He wasn’t on a mission to help me. He was on a mission to kill me.” “What? Matt, that doesn’t make any sense,” she said.
Jim’s jeep roared down the road as he tried to gain on Matt. He was closer now. He shifted gears and cut through a narrow path between a pair of tents on the side and started to head towards the perimeter.
The loading bar inched up to eighty-five percent as Twink tried different combos of numbers into the encryption bar. He had pulled out a laptop and connected it to the tower that Matt had used. Twink opened a program and started typing code, which fed into the other monitors. “I don’t think it’s working, Twink,” Brett said as the loading bar inched up to eighty-six percent.
Matt turned the last corner of the road and saw the gate up ahead. “Almost free,” Matt whispered. Jim’s jeep came roaring past one of the storage tent’s right next to Matt’s and almost ran him off the road as he swerved to dodge him. Matt rammed the side of his jeep into Jim’s.
Matt regained control and slammed into the side of Jim’s jeep hard. He reached for his pistol and fired a few shots. Jim slammed on the breaks and got right behind him.
Dust flew up in the air as the jeeps raced for the gate, which was down, but Matt’s speed was increasing. The wooden gate burst into splinters as Matt crashed it into pieces.
Sweat started to run down Twink’s forehead as the bar moved up to ninety-four
Brett and Twink burst through the door of the room to find Jim lying on the ground as Brett put his finger on his neck to check for a pulse. “Jim,” Brett said. He patted him on his face a few times. “Jim wake up.” Jim started to stir and then Brett slapped him really hard across the face.
“Wake up!” he screamed. Jim jolted up. He felt the trickle of blood fall onto his lips from the cut across his face. He slowly got up with Brett’s help as Twink checked the pulse of the two dead men on the ground. “What the hell happened?” Brett asked.
Jim’s hand slowly rose to his temple as he tried to gather the thoughts of what had just happened. The words felt foreign as they slipped out of his mouth. “It was Matt,” he said.
“What?” Brett asked. Jim glanced over to the computer. “The files,” he said as he rushed to the monitors where Matt had been working. There was an upload bar spread across the screen. It was at sixty-seven percent.
Twink and Brett watched as the bar on the screen increased in percentage.
“I’m guessing this is bad,” Brett said. Jim tried to hit a few key strokes, but the keyboard was locked. He couldn’t move anything, not even the mouse. Anytime he tried, an encryption code popped up on the screen.
“It’s an algorithm,” Twink said.
He pushed Jim out of the way and dropped into the chair. “He put an algorithm encryption so we can’t stop the files from being sent.”
“Can’t we cut the hard lines?” Brett asked.
Twink shook his head. “No, the connection is coming from the location where the files are being sent. Even if we cut it they’d still get the info,” Twink said. “The guy’s smart.”
“Well, I hope you’re smarter. This whole camp is going to be leveled if you don’t stop that file from being sent,” Jim said. Jim took off towards the door and shouted back behind him, “If you can’t shut it down before it gets to ninety-five percent get the hell out of here.” Jim ran outside with a pistol in his hand.
There was a trail of dust heading towards the gate. He could see Annie’s hair bobbing in the back seat of the jeep. He took off at a sprint and jumped into another jeep parked in the yard. Matt drove wild through the camp as soldiers screamed profanities after being nearly hit. Samantha gathered her reserve and started yelling at him. “What the hell is going on, Matthew?” she demanded. “Jim lied to you, Sam,” he said. “He wasn’t on a mission to help me. He was on a mission to kill me.” “What? Matt, that doesn’t make any sense,” she said.
Jim’s jeep roared down the road as he tried to gain on Matt. He was closer now. He shifted gears and cut through a narrow path between a pair of tents on the side and started to head towards the perimeter.
The loading bar inched up to eighty-five percent as Twink tried different combos of numbers into the encryption bar. He had pulled out a laptop and connected it to the tower that Matt had used. Twink opened a program and started typing code, which fed into the other monitors. “I don’t think it’s working, Twink,” Brett said as the loading bar inched up to eighty-six percent.
Matt turned the last corner of the road and saw the gate up ahead. “Almost free,” Matt whispered. Jim’s jeep came roaring past one of the storage tent’s right next to Matt’s and almost ran him off the road as he swerved to dodge him. Matt rammed the side of his jeep into Jim’s.
Matt regained control and slammed into the side of Jim’s jeep hard. He reached for his pistol and fired a few shots. Jim slammed on the breaks and got right behind him.
Dust flew up in the air as the jeeps raced for the gate, which was down, but Matt’s speed was increasing. The wooden gate burst into splinters as Matt crashed it into pieces.
Sweat started to run down Twink’s forehead as the bar moved up to ninety-four
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