Chapter 6 - Into the Belly of the Beast
Bear stared at the message carved into the damp earth.
He did not know what drive the message was talking about.
Then he remembered the wooden toy motorcycle the little boy had brought.
He scrambled back up the ladder and ran out to the yard.
The toy was still lying in the dirt where the boy had dropped it.
Bear picked it up and examined the carved wooden frame.
He noticed a small seam near the exhaust pipe.
He twisted it, and a hidden compartment popped open.
Inside was a small, black encrypted flash drive.
“Get the bikes ready!” Bear shouted to his remaining loyal men.
Within minutes, ten heavily armed Iron Skulls roared out of the compound.
They rode through the city streets like a thunderstorm.
The abandoned shipyard loomed ahead, shrouded in thick coastal fog.
Rusted shipping containers formed a massive steel maze.
Bear killed his engine and signaled his men to move in on foot.
They crept through the shadows, weapons raised.
They heard voices echoing from a large warehouse near the water.
Bear peeked through a broken window.
Inside, dozens of Viper gang members were loading crates of stolen weapons.
In the center of the room, Snake was holding the little boy by his collar.
Sarah was tied to a chair nearby, looking battered but defiant.
Bear raised his gun, ready to breach the door.
Suddenly, the warehouse lights violently flickered and died.
Total darkness consumed the building.
Panicked shouts rang out from the Vipers inside.
The terrifying sound of a revving motorcycle echoed from the rafters above.
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A single headlight snapped on, blinding everyone in the room.
A dark motorcycle launched off a second-story shipping container, flying straight toward Snake.
