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Molly and Private Hobbs ran on; back to the car park and into one of the camouflage army hummer trucks.
She got in behind the wheel and was about to drive off when Private Hobbs jumped into the front passenger seat and slammed the door shut behind him.
"Greg what are you doing?" Molly asked.
"Go!" he shouted.
"Get out of the truck."
"I'm coming with you."
"No you're not," she said.
"Yes I am."
"No you're not. That thing is after me and as long as you're with me your life is in danger."
"I'm not letting you face that thing alone," Private Hobbs said. Just then they heard the sound of one the burning planes sliding across the ground and when they looked there it was the chasen that had kicked it and was walking through the fire towards them. "Oh my gosh it's up. Go Molly!"
"Greg get out!"
"Go!"
"Ugh!" Molly grunted and started the truck and drove off, as the remaining soldiers on the base w
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