C458 Failed Mission
I looked at the two grenades in my hands and quickly asked, “Kiddo informed the driver, right?” Chipmunk raised her rifle and looked toward the private airport. A moment later, she nodded. “Yes. The jet is ready.” “Good.” I pulled the pin from the first grenade. “Run!” I threw it toward the men advancing through the forest. BOOM! The explosion shook the ground behind us
