Captured

As Jack darted between the debris, his senses heightened by the cacophony of battle, his mind raced, seeking a strategy to outmaneuver Patrick Barry's formidable army. Every step he took was a calculated risk, each heartbeat thundering in his ears like a drum of impending doom.

Spotting a cluster of abandoned crates nearby, Jack's instincts kicked into overdrive. Without hesitation, he dove for cover behind them, the ground beneath him shaking from the relentless barrage of gunfire. Bullets whizzed overhead, the staccato rhythm of their impact sending shivers down his spine as he huddled close to the makeshift barricade.

With a quick, wary glance around, Jack surveyed his surroundings, his eyes scanning for any glimmer of opportunity amidst the chaos. He knew he needed a distraction, something to divert the enemy's attention long enough for him to gain the upper hand. Gripping a nearby metal rod, he felt its reassuring weight in his hand, a silent promise of retribution.

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