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complied.
       The men all looked
Hispanic and were speaking Spanish with each other. Rora could understand them,
but didn’t let on. They were debating what to do with their prisoners and who
they might be. A couple of the men wanted to rape and kill them, but most of
them seemed to believe they would get a reward for turning them in to the
Praetorians. While the men were debating, a cargo plane painted gray and with
no markings took off from somewhere else in the airfield. It looked big enough
to hold two Humvees, and it headed east.
      This only got the gunmen
more excited. They fired at the plane is it passed overhead and started
screaming at Rora and the crew. All of them maintained a fearful silence as
they waited to see what would happen. The gunmen, whom Rora had determined to
be from the Mexican Mafia based on the colors the trucks were painted and the
fact they spoke Spanish, finally tied them up and bundled them into the back of
the mini-van. The three technicals then took off towards the city at a
breakneck speed.
       The rest of the air field
seemed abandoned as they passed through it. There was some damage that could
have been from a firefight, but mostly it looked like it had been stripped bare
for parts and materials. They exited via the main gate and pulled onto a
highway heading south.  The mini-van was sandwiched between the two pickups as
they convoyed down the road.
       In the mini-van with them
were three gunmen. One was driving, one was in the passenger seat, and the
other sat on the passenger side in the second row of seats. Both the man in the
passenger seat and the man behind him kept their guns on their prisoners. Anna
was in the second row and Rora, the commander, and Colonel Brandt were in the
back row. All of them had their hands zip tied behind them, but their legs were
free and they weren’t gagged.
       Rora was stuck between
Commander Khodorov and Colonel Brandt and she began squirming trying to get
comfortable. This caused the man in the second row to start screaming at her to
stop moving.  Terrified by the screaming Anna broken down and began bawling.
Both the gunman in the second row and the gunman in the passenger seat diverted
their attention to her. And that was when Rora struck.
       She had cut through her
zip tie with the piece of glass she had palmed when they were on the ground. 
She lunged forward with her hands now free and pushed the barrel of the assault
rifle wielded by the gunman in the second row forward. Startled, he squeezed
the trigger instinctively and fired a wild burst. The bullets tore through the
driver’s seat and then the driver. He slumped forward over the steering wheel
and died.
       The vehicle swerved out of
control as his foot stayed on the gas, but he was no longer capable of
steering. Everyone in the mini-van started screamed as the vehicle began to
swerve wildly and then slewed towards the side of the road. The gunman in the
passenger side desperately struggled to get into the driver’s seat and regain
control.
       Meanwhile, Rora struggled
with the gunman in the second row. She smashed her elbow back into his face
shattering his nose. He howled in pain and let go of the gun. She pulled it
forwards and then slammed the butt backwards into his face, knocking him out
cold. The gunman in the front seat managed to stop the out of control vehicle
and it came to a rest on the side of the road at a ninety degree angle to the
roadway.
       He looked back into the
mini-van just in time to get the barrel of Rora’s rifle shoved into his face.
She winked quickly and fired a short burst right between his wide eyes. Not
pausing, she tore a knife from the unconscious man and swiftly cut the
commander and the colonel free. Anna was still screaming, but Rora just ignored
her.
       “Get on the grenade
launcher and shoot those technicals!” She ordered the commander.
       He scrambled up into the
open hatch and she could hear him release the safety.