Uniformed Men in Distress
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Traffic Stop 15
🕑 Added 2020-07-17 06:42:29 +0000 UTCSgt. McClanahan hurried to the warehouse to check on his friends. He turned around the corner, and his friends were nowhere to be found. Well there's only 2 entrances to the warehouse, so he decided to go in the closest one.
He's a bit perplexed, they were just there, there's no way they would have gone that fast. He went into the warehouse, and it's a typical warehouse with rows and rows of racks. He went to the main aisles, and couldn't see them.
"Hey guys??!! Where are you guys?" He screamed across the warehouse hoping that the response would help him narrow down where they're located.
His instinct was telling him that something is not right when he got no response.
"I don't know what's going on out there, and I don't know what you guys are pulling here. But I'm not falling for it" He's trying to calm himself by thinking that they're just pulling a prank on him, which happens a lot when there were only 7 of you in the middle of nowhere.
He heard what he thought sounded like a box falling, and some rustling noises. He walked fast towards the source of the sound, then he heard some tape being ripped, which was normal being in a warehouse. But still he's thinking why weren't they responding, maybe they had headphones on while working, so they couldn't hear him. Then he heard some short moans. But was cut short by some more noises. He pinpointed the sound coming from like 5 aisles over.
He walked even faster there, and through the boxes he could see some movement, although he couldn't really see much. Ah ha!! he thought...found them. But once he turned around the corner where all the noises and movements were coming from, he's completely not expecting what he's seeing.
His two friends are in various stages of being hogtied and tape gagged by two guys in masks, they're being restrained with zipties that from the fact that there was an open box and a bunch of zipties on the floor, the guys had found the supply for the disposable restraints that are being stored there. He didn't have much time to process what he's witnessing, but his first instinct was to grab his handgun from his belt, because this wasn't right. His friends both moaned and trying to tell him something by their expressions.
He's about to reach for his gun, and his right hand was an inch away from his gun, but he felt a cold metal being pressed against the back of his neck.
"Don't even think about it, soldier! Keep your hands away from your gun. Keep them up where I can see them" A familiar voice came from behind him.
He stopped short from reaching for his gun, and kept his hands up in the air. "Fuck fuck fuck!" he thought and what's going on? Why does the voice sounds so familiar?. But he's totally caught of guard, and had no choice but to surrender. What's going to happen?
