"Get in!" Greg shouted.
Brie and Hans immediately noticed the voice, as their heads swung towards our direction, as their eyes widened with shock and joy. "Stay down!" Brie shouted, as bullets began to flash our way.
Brie reloaded, firing a flurry of shots their way, managing to slow down the rate of gunfire. "In, in!" she shouted, as Hans and her jumped in the backseat improperly, to which Greg took off.
Immediately, the helicopter and my other team back the YMPA continued their chase after us. But in the distance, something was following after them.
"What's going on?" I muttered. "Why—who—why is this happening? What is that?" Greg glanced back as his eyes expanded. "That might be the bomb."
It looked similar to that of a drone, which Greg confirmed it was.
"We gotta go then!" Brie shouted. "I don't even know what the 'Bomb' is and—"
