Chapter 5:

Early the next morning, the pups gathered their things and drove off. This was not hard. They did not have a lot. Just some stuff and of course, all of Chase's weapons. As they were driving, Rocky and Chase began to argue about it. "Dude, you need to cut down on your guns," said Rocky. "Your closet is full of them." "We need them for protection, like this," growled Chase as they pull up to a tooth boll. Even worse, they were searching through everyone's trunks, where he stored all his guns. "Try to play it cool," said Skye. Marshall scrambled to hide from the police officers. Soon a police officer walked up to them, with Chase rolling down the window. "Can I see your license?" ask the officer. Getting the license, the officer went back to his car. Skye was so scared right now she wanted to throw up. The officer, with another, begins searching through the car. Hopely he is not found, Rocky said to himself as the police officers searched the vehicle.

When the two officers opened the trunk, Rocky shut his eyes, but he did not hear anything. Looking, there was nothing in there. He let out a huge sign of goodness. As the police officers started to walk away, one of them stopped. "We forgot to check that bag in the trunk," said the officer. Suddenly, the officers radio rain off the bat. "Please advise if there is a ford mustang with pups in there, arrest them," said the radio. "Got to run!" cried Chase as the four jumped into the mustang. "Hey, get back here!" cried the police officers as the vehicle sped away.

"This is great," said Chase. Marshall was watching out the back window. "They got even a tank chasing us!" cried Marshall. This was too true. They had an entire SWAT team chasing them. "Drive Rocky," growled Chase as he climbed out the window. When on the roof, Chase, for the first time in his life, was scared. He had to destroy the tank, but that meant killing more innocents. "I'll prove that were innocent," said Chase as he pulled out a rpg out of the trunk.

Meanwhile, the police were freaking out. "Dude!" said one officer. "That pup has a rocket launcher!" "Tell the tank to get out of there quickly, these pups are heavy armed," said another officer. But the tank couldn't move fast enough. Within 10 minutes, the tank was ruined. But the pups had bigger problems. "Um, Chase?" said Rocky. "What is it?" asked Chase as he climbed back inside. "No deal, but there is a blockade with machine guns," said Rocky, shaking.

Chase looked and saw Rocky wasn't kidding. The Police had blockaded the road and their only exit to the airfield. There was only one option left, "Hold on!" yelled Chase as he jerked his mustang to the rail. "What are you doing!?" cried Marshall as the mustang went straight off the cliff. The officers pull up and look down. "This guy is crazy," said the officer.

Only Chase wasn't crazy. He was driving down the cliff, with everyone screaming. Finally, they landed on the airfield. Stopping, Chase got out and went inside. "I hope he's true about that plane," said Rocky. "I have a bad feeling the cops know where we are". After a few minutes, Chase came walking out and got back in. Then, to everyone's surprise, he stomps on the gas pedal and sped off as the cops begin to chase them again. "So, what about that plane?" said Marshall. "Up ahead," said Chase. They all looked forward and saw an AC-130 gunship begined taking off while the loading deck was open. "Hold on," cried Chase as he went even faster. At the last moment, the mustang got inside and loading bay close as the plane took off.