Suitcase time

Bill points his gun at the case, "Open it up, we need explosives."

You gave him a look. "Wait...you had me running through a war zone, bullets and bodies flying left and right, with a box full of explosives?"

"There's no time to explain that right now! We'll have to move to plan B. Come on!" He motions a little more frantically that you open it up.

You shake your head and kneel, placing the case before you. "Boy I sure wish I could have heard about this plan B before rushing face-first into this place..." Click, you opened the little hatches and let it fall open with a dull thud.

"Right, stand back." Bill instructed and wired it up with a practiced precision, bringing a wire with a button at the end out and running it around the corner, you followed him.

"Ready?" he asked, and you nodded reluctantly.

BOOMCRASHCSHHH!!!

Smoke billowed around the corner and your ears were ringing, you and Bill coughed your way back to the door and found a neat hole had been made. Bill laughed and patted you on the back, saying "See? I knew it'd work!" though you barely heard him. Out of the smoke from the other side of the hole you saw several figures approaching.

"Bill we've got company!" you shouted, your voice coming out like a whisper despite your yelling the words out.

"Wha-?" he didn't hear you, so you pointed your gun through the hole and fired a few rounds.

"Jesus!" You heard him yell and he took cover. "The informant is in there, we can't fire on them!"

You threw your palm to your forehead. "Why didn't you tell me she was through the door?"

"No time! And at any rate I didn't think they'd be waiting for us in there..." he sat down against the heavy door and panted.

"Alright so what do we do?" you asked, and he gave you a glance, pulling out a flash grenade.

"Here, you're a better throw than I am." and he tossed you the device with a smile.

You raised an eyebrow and ripped the pin out, tossing the device in.

Crack!!

It went off, and you jumped threw the hole, emptying your mag into the blind guards awaiting your entrance around the corners. Bill followed suit, covering you as you reloaded and nodding his head so you'd know to follow him. You did so, and around a few thin walls the informant sat, taped down to a chair.

Bill unzipped a pocket and pulled out a knife, undoing the restraints as quickly as possible, alarms still blaring as you stood waiting for reinforcements.

"Bill?"

"What?"

"How the hell are we gonna get out of here?"

He pulled the strap of his M4 over his head and handed it to you as he answered so he could focus on releasing the informant. "We'll take the elevator to the top floor, Morpheus ought to have a heli waiting to extract us from there."

You hesitated for a moment and then took the gun, "And what if he doesn't?"

He paused, looking up at you, "He'll be there, trust me." then resumed his work and soon the woman was free.

"Oh thank god..." she said as Bill tore the tape from her mouth. "Please get me out of here."

Bill shook his head, "Not so fast, tell us what you know."

She glared back, "Are you mad? I've seen hundreds of hours of information in this place, there's no way I can tell you everything right now! Even if I could, the sooner we leave the better."

Bill shook his head, "Chances are one of us aren't making it out of here. Better we all know the truth before we try to escape incase you die on the way."

She sighed. "Good to see times haven't changed since we last met...luckily we have a third opinion here, Neo, what do you think?"

Bill shook his head, "Be quick, we don't have time for this."