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Chapter 8 by supman supman

Does the guard fall for it?

He doesn't fall for it.

"Stop!" the man suddenly ordered. "You think I'm stupid" Shake your tits and ass at me and I'll let you go?"

Fuck. Max mentally screamed at herself, she had been so close, almost in reach of the weapon. "You don't have to do th..."

"Shut up and put your hands on your head and turn around." the man barked at her. "Now!" he yelled again seeing her hesitate. Having no other choice she did what he said. As soon as her back was turned the man kicked at the back of her knees. With practiced precision he followed through by pushing on her back, causing her to tumble to the ground.

"Ahh" Max yelped as she felt the guard kick her legs out form underneath her causing her to fall to her knees, before she could recover her balance he had pushed her forward, causing her to fall face first towards the forest floor. Her hands shot out, barely catching herself in time. Instinctively her body screamed at her to turn around and fight, but the cold hard barrel of the mans pistol pushing against her thigh stopped her.

They both paused as static filled their ears as the mans radio came alive, then a gravely voice spoke. "Sector 4 Patrol, Subject last seen heading south towards your position. Report back any activity"

What does the guard do?

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