"We're all set for the attack," Diogo said in a gravelly voice. On the other end of the phone, the voice replied, "My men are in position at the hospital. The woman will be dead within the hour."
Diogo nodded, even though the person on the other end of the line couldn't see him. He hung up the phone and turned to face his men. "It's time," he said.
It was a crisp, sunny Tuesday morning. The five students - Trent, Sydney, Barbara, Rebecca, and Vee - stood in front of the school, eagerly waiting for their principal, Mrs. Madris. They all wore their school uniforms, and each one had a school ID card clipped to their shirt. Their excitement was palpable - they were about to embark on a trip that could change their lives forever.
Suddenly, a large white bus with red trim pulled up in front of the school. Painted on the side of the bus was the name of their school, Maverick Central High. The five students let out a cheer - the bus had finally arrived!
The door opened, and out stepped Mrs. Madris. She was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie. She looked professional and ready for anything. The students couldn't wait to get on the bus and start their adventure.
"Hello, everyone!" Mrs. Madris greeted the students with a warm smile. "I hope you all got a good night's sleep, because it's going to be a long journey to Wales Industry. We'll be on the bus for about two to three hours, so get comfortable!"
The students all nodded, eager to begin their journey. They had been looking forward to this trip for a long time, and they were excited to finally be on their way.
Mrs. Madris pulled out a small notebook and a pen. "Now, I'm going to do a roll call," she announced. "Please raise your hand when I call your name."
The students all looked at each other with puzzled expressions - there were only five of them, and Mrs. Madris knew all of their names. But they cooperated and raised their hands as she called out each name. Finally, the roll call was over, and they were ready to hit the road.
The inside of the bus was surprisingly spacious, with a wide aisle down the middle and two long rows of seats on either side. The seats were plush and comfortable, and there were even individual reading lights above each one. There were large windows on both sides of the bus, and the view outside was simply breathtaking. The students couldn't help but stare out the window as they began their journey.
The bus driver and Mrs. Madris took their seats at the front of the bus, and the students settled into their seats. With a jolt, the bus pulled away from the curb and began to move down the road. The students looked out the windows, eager to take in the sights as they traveled to their destination. The bus was surprisingly smooth and quiet, making it easy to relax and enjoy the ride.
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At the hospital, a man stood at the front entrance, his face obscured by a baseball cap. He was wearing a backpack, and he looked suspiciously at the guards who were stationed there. To enter the hospital, visitors had to go through a security checkpoint, where they had to fill out a form and have their bags searched. The man looked around, weighing his options. Could he get inside without being detected? Or would he have to come up with another plan?
"How do we get inside?" one of the men behind him asked in a jovial tone. "None of us looks sick, and we can't very well say we're visiting someone."
The man in the baseball cap chuckled. "You're right," he said. "We'll have to come up with a different plan."
"How about we say we're journalists?" another man suggested. "We could pretend to be there to cover a story."
The group laughed again, but the man in the baseball cap shook his head. "That's not going to work," he said.
"Let's just do what we do best," the man in the baseball cap said. "We'll hack into the hospital's system and turn off the lights. That'll cause a panic, and we'll be able to sneak in while everyone's distracted."
"That's a terrible idea," another man said. "You're talking about creating chaos in a hospital, where there are sick and injured people. The staff will go on high alert, and there'll be extra security. We'll never be able to get to our target."
The man in the baseball cap scowled.
Suddenly, the man spotted something out of the corner of his eye - five men dressed in janitorial uniforms, pushing a cart filled with cleaning supplies. They were heading for the back entrance of the hospital. "I've got an idea," he said to his men.
He whispered his plan to them, and they all nodded in agreement. It was risky, but it just might work. With a sly grin, the man in the baseball cap led his men towards the back of the hospital.
They reached the back entrance of the hospital, and the man in the baseball cap motioned for his men to stay put. He took a deep breath and headed for the door, hoping his plan would work. He knocked on the door and waited. After a moment, a nurse opened the door and looked at him suspiciously.
"Can I help you?" the nurse asked.
"Yes, I'm here to fix the plumbing," the man said, flashing his best smile.
The nurse raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but we haven't had any problems with the plumbing," she said. "Are you sure you're at the right place?"
The man was starting to sweat. His plan was falling apart. He had to think fast. "Oh, I must have the wrong hospital," he stammered. "I'm sorry to have bothered you."
Just as he turned to leave, the nurse called out to him. "Wait," she said. "You look familiar.
"Have we met before?" the nurse asked, her eyes narrowing.
The man's heart was racing. He couldn't afford to let this woman get suspicious. He had to think of something - and fast.
"I get that a lot," he said, shrugging. "I have one of those faces."
The nurse still looked doubtful. "Well, I'll have to ask you to leave," she said.
The man tried to walk away, but the nurse reached out to grab his arm. In a split second, he pulled out a small, handheld laser device from his pocket and aimed it at the nurse. A bright, blinding light flashed from the device, and the nurse slumped to the floor, unconscious.
The man turned to his men and gave them a signal. They rushed in, dragging the nurse into a nearby closet and locking the door.
"That was close," the man said, letting out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
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Meanwhile, at Wales Industries, a lengthy line of school buses inched its way through the security checkpoint, while a traffic jam clogged the entrance gate. Even though Wales Industries boasted three primary entrances, they struggled to handle the traffic efficiently. The students brimmed with excitement, but the adults grew increasingly impatient. The line moved at a snail's pace, and concerns arose about the potential for their tour to be delayed.
A few minutes later, it was Maverick Central High school's turn to undergo a security check. As the bus finally pulled up to the security checkpoint, the students could finally get a good look at the exterior of Wales Industry. "Wow, this place is huge!" Rebecca exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement. The others on the bus, including the principal and the driver, turned to look at her in surprise. Rebecca was known for being aloof and indifferent, so it was unusual to see her so excited.
"I can't wait to see what's inside," Barbara said, mirroring Rebecca's enthusiasm.
Two armed men in purple security uniforms approached their school bus.
One of the security men approached the driver's window and asked gruffly, "Where's your invitation card?" The driver looked to Mrs. Madris, who quickly reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a card, handing it to the security man. The man examined the card, then returned it to Mrs. Madris. He signaled to the other guards to do a search of the bus. After a thorough inspection, the guards gave the all clear, and the bus was allowed to pass.
As the bus pulled into the parking lot, a man in a lab coat approached them. "Welcome to Wales Industry," he said with a friendly smile. "I'm Mr. Fane, and I'll be your guide for today. Please follow me, and we'll get started with the tour."
The students all looked around in awe, taking in the massive size of the facility. It felt like they were in a dream. Everything seemed so futuristic and high-tech. They couldn't wait to explore.
An hour later, all the schools were inside the building, and the tour began.
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Diogo and his team managed to breach the high-level security measures, gaining access to the building discreetly and preparing for their imminent assault.