Shaking with rage, I walked out, and looked out towards the town. What I saw left me speechless.
There was a giant fire in the center of town. It was expanding rapidly outwards. I was dumbfounded by the sight, yet I quickly realized what I had to do.
"Josh what's the status on unloading?!"
I scream/questioned into the radio.
I waited a few seconds. Finally the radio crackled to life.
"Almost done why?"
Another voice, I think it was the gang leaders voice, rang through. "What's the rush?"
"Look out towards town." I sighed through the radio. "We need to have all vehicles up and running!"
I waited a few more seconds. "Your wanting to go into that!" The gang leader screamed.
"The vehicles will be ready to go in ten minutes." Josh said. "You better have a good plan."
"Make it five, and I do."
"Got it. May God help us."
"Amen." I started walking to a shed I had built a when I was ten. Being the boy I was I had put it under ground. I still used it now, but not for fun.
It was where I kept my home built weapons, hunting supplies, maps, and animal skins.
I waked over to a rack with sling shot looking things. I picked up two of them. One was small, with a black handle. The other looked like a rifle, except with rubber bands, and a folding barrel.

I heard a knock on the door. I already knew who it was. The only other one who knew I still used this place.

"Josh I've already told you that you don't have to knock."

"I know," He walked in. "But it's rude not to."

I laughed at that. "So you're ready to go?" I asked while grabbing a few metal balls with a type of fuse on them.

"Yea we are. What's that you've got there?"

"Sleeping gas, acid, nuclear spray, and some armor piercing explosives."

"You're bringing your homemade pepper spray? It must be bad then."

I nodded. "I think it will."

A/N
So sorry about the bold text. I'm having problems with Wattpad writing thingy. Also sorry about this chapter being so short.