A Forced Fracturing (IV)

Chang and the girls managed to move a bunch of the tables, chairs, and desks making an almost impenetrable wall in front of the door.

"There!" Chang wiped the sweat off her brow. "That should be good. Alright will you show me how to work this thing just in case." Chang pointed to the gun at the floor coming to Hakim al-Hassan. While she had been working near the door she had heard voices in the palace halls.

Chang looked at her mom who sat there with a terrorized look on her face. 'Don't worry I will protect you and be safe. I can do this. You and dad raised me to be strong.'

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It took around a half an hour to find the man in the chaos but Liang Jian Amal eventually was able to report to the captain the news of Muzdahir's attack. Mamud Ilyas al-Hassan, who had been bound and was held by Erol, confirmed it, mocking them further.

At the news older man wore a grave expression on his heavily scarred face.

"We have to settle this first, we had the element of surprise on our side, but we are quickly losing men. We need every hand for this fight, these men are more than our match.

"Muzdahir and the palace will not fall so quickly. While this man claims there to be a force, we have seen no evidence of such a thing. Even if there was, our main threat still exists here. The sooner we end this the sooner we can defend our homes."

"Yes captain." Liang Jian Amal saluted the man with a clasped fist to his heavy heart. He tied the bound older man to a pole and headed between the buildings towards the screaming and shooting.

Grabbing a loaded weapon off the ground from a fallen soldier, he wandered into the dust filled alleys with Erol, yearning to end their fight as soon as possible.

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"Shit, I'm out!" Chang emptied the last of her clip into the doorway where a man's hand had tried to come in. The door had been partially busted through by the men showing a small gap that peeped into the hallway.

"I have a little left, not much though." Hakim al- Hassan pulled the rifle clip out to see how much they had. Chang had been unable to control the automatic firing and wasted quite a few bullets when the first man had started busting through. It seemed like now though with all the commotion outside, their whole force was on the other side of their fragile barricade.

"Surender or die!" A man bellowed through the door, avoiding showing himself through the gap which Chang had been shooting through.

"Neither!" Chang screamed back. 'I will not die or be captured at your hands!' "Go stuff yourselves!"

A string of profanities answered her. "Don't blame us for using force then."

Chang dropped the useless chunk of plastic and metal and grabbed her dented iron metal. Lowering her voice she asked Hakim al- Hassan what they should do now.

"We survive until my hafid and the army arrives." Hakim al- Hassan kept his eyes fixated on the door.

'Sounds like a good enough plan to me.' She stood beside him and slightly behind so as to not get shot as the older man kept them at bay with a few well timed and placed shots.