Birthday and Surprises. Part 2.

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A powerful blow shakes the door and repeats several times until it begins to break into several pieces. There is another blow, and parts of the door fly inside the room, and a foot wearing a sturdy army boot hangs in the air.

But at that very moment a bullet from my gun hits it. The confused voodooist falls forward with a loud scream. He sees someone standing next to him and tries to turn his head, at the same time reaching for his gun, which he had dropped on the floor. Only it was all in vain, and another shot from me causes his head to burst like an overripe watermelon.

The quick retribution shocked the voodooists a little, but they came to their senses quickly enough and started pelting the hotel room with bullets from several barrels. I, along with Jackie and V, answer them, but without much success. To make matters worse, a quick inspection reveals our very meager supply of ammo. We have to leave.

- Jackie, V, we gotta get out of here before more freaks arrive. You got any good ideas on how to do that? - I'm reloading the gun and trying to get the dead voodooist's weapon.

- The wall! It's flimsy. I'll try to break through it, but it'll take some shooting. - Jackie's pointing to the wall leading to the next room.

-Come on! I'll try to distract them with V. - With a nod to V, we start firing at the windows and doorway to make sure none of the Voodooists notice the preparations to escape.

Jackie starts working the gun like a perforator. Everything seems to be going according to plan, but then V arrives to a demon attack through the net. He was twisted from side to side and his legs refused to work.

Finally, Jackie finished with the wall and, taking a short run-up, broke through it. And everything seemed to work out fine, now we had an escape route. But the Voodooists also thought about a flank attack and decided to attack through a neighboring hotel room. Jackie flew into one of the gangsters after breaking through the wall. A melee ensued and the remaining Voodooists decided to bring their demons down, otherwise using their normal weapons they risked injuring one of their own.

Quickly running to V, who, despite losing control of his legs, continued to shoot from a sitting position,using the bed as cover. I grab him by his jacket and pull him toward the doorway, shooting blindly at the Voodooists. But instead of respite, he and I got into a fight between Jackie and a tough gangster with dreadlocks, punching and choking each other in the best style of dirty street fighting. And a couple of Voodooists clapped confusedly upon noticing us, all their attention previously on Jackie. That brief hiccup was enough for me and V, quickly pointing our guns, we quickly shot them down like fish in a barrel.

I want to shoot the last enemy Jackie is fighting in the portage, but I'm out of ammo. I quickly run up and kick the Voodooist in the head, knocking him out.

- Jackie, I didn't know you liked to cuddle with men that big. Does Misty know about your secret passion? - I make a joke of Jackie and start looting from the Voodooists killed by gunfire, taking everything: ammo, grenades, even knives.

- Good one, chumba. The smothering embrace of sweaty, muscular hands around my neck is just the way I like it. V, you okay? - Jackie stands up and with a sharp movement of her foot steps on the throat of the last living Voodooist in the room lying unconscious, breaking his larynx and dooming him to death.

- The legs are almost done resetting. Throw me a couple magazines, I'm almost out of ammo. - V catches a couple magazines and scatters them in his pockets, continuing to control the Voodooists in the next room.

- Marcus! They realized we outgunned their guys! - Jackie noticed that the Voodooists realized we broke through the wall.

- We'll have to do the wall trick again. I'll attach the grenade to the wall now, find some cover. After the blast, Jackie, you break through the wall, V and I follow. - I take out the grenades and try to use the nightstand to press them against the wall, the improvised explosive charge should work.

Despite the small amount of explosive in each grenade, their combo effect was large enough to weaken the wall enough. Jackie again repeated his run-up followed by a breach. Except it turned out to be the last room, and behind it was a gaping void, with a parking lot below. Jackie had fallen into one of the parked cars, and it was lucky that there were no injuries, so instead of moans and screams there were only strong curses.

- Jackie, are you okay? - I yell into the breach and continue to hold off the Voodooists with pistol fire.

- I'm great! I hit my head on the windshield, what do you think! - Jackie's yelling.

- Good thing it was your head. You're a tough one. Come on, get to the carjacking, make it quick. When you're ready, let us know, we'll jump in and come straight to you.

- Uh, will do.

To buy time, V and I start emptying the stores at breakneck speed. Only when there were a few magazines left for the two of us, we could hear the roar of the engine from the side of the breach.

- Guys, everything is ready! Let's go," Jackie shouted.

After a quick nod from V, we stood up sharply and, shooting as we went, jumped into the breach. V landed a little unluckily, his coordination after the demon attack hadn't fully recovered, so he couldn't keep his footing on the roof of the car and fell to the ground. I was luckier, jumping off the roof, I picked up the head-shaking V and shoved him into the backseat, sitting down next to Jackie.

With a sudden jerk, the stolen car spun off the lot, pushing me into the seat. Jackie had to drift a little because the exit from the parking lot was on the side. Behind me, V was swearing, and he was slammed into the car door so hard he almost broke the window. I had to grab the seat with one hand and use the other to find a magazine in my jacket to reload the gun between my legs.

We pulled right into the main parking lot in front of the hotel, and there were a bunch of Voodooists running in our direction. And among them was Placid, who, from the look on his face, was very angry. Unlike the rest of the gang, he didn't open fire, but prepared to unleash viruses and demons on us. When I saw his eyes starting to glow, I activated my reaction speed chrome and pointed my gun at him. I had to shoot through the windshield, impairing both my and Jackie's view, but with my acceleration it wasn't a problem, because I had Placid's approximate location memorized. Only the damn bastard smelled something or noticed something and at the last moment tried to hide behind one of the cars his gang had come in. But the bullets didn't kill him, but the hits to his chest and side made him hesitate. The rest of the bullets in the magazine I fired at the remaining Voodooists, who, unlike Placid, did not have time to take cover, so they were already dead, but did not realize it yet.

I cut the acceleration and watched as bloody flowers bloomed in the Voodooists' chests and heads. Jackie drifts again at the last moment, and something hits the body of the car. I look in the side mirror and see that he's sent Placid into a short flight, his back flying into a parking pole. I wanted to activate the chrome and try to finish the bastard off, but his body was already covered by other cars.

- Fucking netrunner. Scared the shit out of me when his eyes lit up," Jackie says.

- Yeah, he's a nasty one. You were smart to send him flying," I told him, reloading my gun with the last magazine.

- Lucky. If it wasn't for you, he'd have had time to unleash his cyber demons. I even prepared myself to squeeze out maximum speed to ram him if he even had time to attack us first. How you doing in there, V? - Jackie asks, pulling the car away from the main road that leads to the official Knight City grounds.

- Feeling pretty fucking great. Hangover, netrunner attack, shit landing on the ground," V hisses, rubbing his head. - Damn, starting to believe that alcohol kills.

Jackie and I laugh at his words.

- By the way, guys. It was just the three of us, right?

- Yeah, the rest of us went to a club, and you and I went for a night drive around town. So it was just the three of us, why do you ask?

- There's a funny story about three guys waking up hungover in a hotel and losing their fourth friend. I'm just asking, just in case.

- Oh, tell me about it. I'm really curious.

- Well, the original plan was to have a bachelor party before the wedding.