“We might have a chance if we had five or six Hybrids. No, instead we have two teens, a woman, and myself. Not exactly SEAL Team Six here. How the hell can a team like us attack—” “We blow it up from the inside,” Derek said. “It’ll be easy. Well, not easy, but way easier than trying to pierce through the armor. What if we blow up the control room? Then they won’t be able to control the aircraft and it will crash.” Frank shook his head. “That won’t work. There are too many guards that we’ll have to pass before we can get there. Besides, the armor in and around the control room is very thick.” “What about the armory? Isn’t there some place where all the weapons are stored?” Lucy asked. Frank nodded. “We do have such a room—” “So we blow it up,” Derek interrupted. “You’re like a broken record. Do you have some explosives stashed around, ’cause I’m fresh out!” Frank patted his empty pockets and threw up his hands. Derek’s face fell. “Well, I guess we’ll have to think of another idea then.”
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