024-2. This morning Jukin are stolen at gunpoint.
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We took him home with great deference and 1000 apology, which only increased his anger inside. He had already planned to blow up a military warehouses. The government was so embarrassed that they had not extended to the rear a van, as provided in the security procedure, but a mere passenger jeep camouflage. He was able to memorize the route to the secret base. Having rejected the idea of selling this information, he prepared for his operation.
As a film, he threw a rock thunder and regrouped his equipment. At the dramatic climax of the song, he put on his dress, seated on heavy guitar riffs: rah! tighten the belt, rah! wear a glove, rah paste the scratch of a black leather shoe shaped metal shell. And for the final agreement, he spent a hood. The
day was just beginning to decline, but he wanted to make the journey on foot. No secret military base provided for only one man arrived at night to attack. What it would help. He had no trouble finding the way and arrived just at night.
buildings were located in a desert basin, behind several rows of fences and barbed wire. In contrast to the vehicular entrance, he slipped and took advantage of a natural flexibility to slip back under the barbed wire. Similarly, it fences and hacking going on underneath with his talent. All was quiet in the chamber. Guards with fixed position on the watchtowers were talking quietly and doors. Others had their guard towers. Years without intrusion were probably asleep Jukin vigilance and had all the time before him.
With the patience of a sage, he left his bamboo stakes and began by neutralizing a fixed guard. He then tied a tutor. By far, the guard seemed always at his post. Thus Jukin could slowly get rid of them without arousing suspicion. After studying the movements of the round, he did the same with the guards. One by one, they were equipped with bamboo. Now there was no one to notice their abnormal immobility. He still had staged to suggest they were discussing among themselves, which could save him time.
The base was now harmless to the outdoors. Serious things could begin.
He made his little tour to identify all alarms. Finally they were awkwardly connected to the same hub. With simple toothpaste, he put it off. The alarms were turned off without being able to notice. The base was cut from the outside. He laid some explosives.
Everything was ready. Then he recognized.
Jukin-hooded went to a warehouse. It contained the building where he had been kidnapped, and later in the same structure, the offices where we interviewed him. He cut out the gongs to the back door, without even reading the instructions plastered over, since he did not need to take precautions. He entered with his gun and discovered the storage area. All furniture to his taste, electronic art, works of art, toys, pool recyclable ... A real Aladdin's cave after all. A military bored, sitting on a crate.
Unscrupulous, he pointed his revolver and ordered him to slip into his leather jacket a laptop and a box of the game 'Ten dropped.
After removed, it spreads to other explosive charges between all these objects. Then he knocked furtively the butt of his gun the two guards who were waiting on the other side. He arrived quickly at the corner office. After neutralized still a soldier, he observed some time the military guard in front of a television flashing morons of stupidity. They were 5 in a room Meeting with the walls of the corridor was a large window. Quickly this time, he placed charges at strategic locations. Already outside the control of explosives was shining in his hand. He savored a moment the power he had imagined the flames and noise. He had resolved to sacrifice those lives, as soldiers because they had agreed to obey blindly the government to surrender to the army their free will. So they had all participated in his kidnapping, his confinement in appalling conditions, torture and interrogation. But it was not a personal vendetta against these men.
Crouching behind a bush burnt, he rested. The military base took his breath and get laid. Jukin had overdosed his c4. He was thrown into the air by the fireball from the warehouse. The computer game and break his fall in a big crunch. They were screwed. Some soldiers were now tutors on the side. When he turned to the gaping hole and smoking, his spirits recovered, a large piece of metal fell on his side. It was a plate attached to the building, he had not taken the time to read in the dark:
"private property of Mr. Jukin - delivery of compensation for the litigation of the case vagal. "
We took him home with great deference and 1000 apology, which only increased his anger inside. He had already planned to blow up a military warehouses. The government was so embarrassed that they had not extended to the rear a van, as provided in the security procedure, but a mere passenger jeep camouflage. He was able to memorize the route to the secret base. Having rejected the idea of selling this information, he prepared for his operation. As a film, he threw a rock thunder and regrouped his equipment. At the dramatic climax of the song, he put on his dress, seated on heavy guitar riffs: rah! tighten the belt, rah! wear a glove, rah paste the scratch of a black leather shoe shaped metal shell. And for the final agreement, he spent a hood. The
day was just beginning to decline, but he wanted to make the journey on foot. No secret military base provided for only one man arrived at night to attack. What it would help. He had no trouble finding the way and arrived just at night.
buildings were located in a desert basin, behind several rows of fences and barbed wire. In contrast to the vehicular entrance, he slipped and took advantage of a natural flexibility to slip back under the barbed wire. Similarly, it fences and hacking going on underneath with his talent. All was quiet in the chamber. Guards with fixed position on the watchtowers were talking quietly and doors. Others had their guard towers. Years without intrusion were probably asleep Jukin vigilance and had all the time before him.
With the patience of a sage, he left his bamboo stakes and began by neutralizing a fixed guard. He then tied a tutor. By far, the guard seemed always at his post. Thus Jukin could slowly get rid of them without arousing suspicion. After studying the movements of the round, he did the same with the guards. One by one, they were equipped with bamboo. Now there was no one to notice their abnormal immobility. He still had staged to suggest they were discussing among themselves, which could save him time.
The base was now harmless to the outdoors. Serious things could begin.
He made his little tour to identify all alarms. Finally they were awkwardly connected to the same hub. With simple toothpaste, he put it off. The alarms were turned off without being able to notice. The base was cut from the outside. He laid some explosives.
Everything was ready. Then he recognized.
Jukin-hooded went to a warehouse. It contained the building where he had been kidnapped, and later in the same structure, the offices where we interviewed him. He cut out the gongs to the back door, without even reading the instructions plastered over, since he did not need to take precautions. He entered with his gun and discovered the storage area. All furniture to his taste, electronic art, works of art, toys, pool recyclable ... A real Aladdin's cave after all. A military bored, sitting on a crate.
Unscrupulous, he pointed his revolver and ordered him to slip into his leather jacket a laptop and a box of the game 'Ten dropped.
After removed, it spreads to other explosive charges between all these objects. Then he knocked furtively the butt of his gun the two guards who were waiting on the other side. He arrived quickly at the corner office. After neutralized still a soldier, he observed some time the military guard in front of a television flashing morons of stupidity. They were 5 in a room Meeting with the walls of the corridor was a large window. Quickly this time, he placed charges at strategic locations. Already outside the control of explosives was shining in his hand. He savored a moment the power he had imagined the flames and noise. He had resolved to sacrifice those lives, as soldiers because they had agreed to obey blindly the government to surrender to the army their free will. So they had all participated in his kidnapping, his confinement in appalling conditions, torture and interrogation. But it was not a personal vendetta against these men.
Crouching behind a bush burnt, he rested. The military base took his breath and get laid. Jukin had overdosed his c4. He was thrown into the air by the fireball from the warehouse. The computer game and break his fall in a big crunch. They were screwed. Some soldiers were now tutors on the side. When he turned to the gaping hole and smoking, his spirits recovered, a large piece of metal fell on his side. It was a plate attached to the building, he had not taken the time to read in the dark:
"private property of Mr. Jukin - delivery of compensation for the litigation of the case vagal. "
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