About twenty men are walking in and out, some showing their weapons as a badge of honor. Five of the men are huddled around a car smoking—probably weed—and laughing. It looks like possibly fifteen are actually on duty doing their job. We’re far enough away and parked in a parking area as we watch. Chung loads his guns, stretches his muscles and grins down at me. “How many can you take?” he asks. I look again and try to calculate how many I could hit before one of them realizes where I am. I’m fast, just not twenty arrows fired at once fast. “Five, maybe ten,” I say, setting up. “That’s good enough for me. Start shooting,” he orders jumping out of the car, and as he strolls their way it takes me a moment to realize he meant to start shooting now. I jump out and shoot the first arrow, dropping the man furthest away, the next, then the next. They hear the third man fall and guns are pulled. They don’t know where I am yet and I look around for Chung.
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