As we fly away the alarm sounds off, and it seems fine for us so far. Then five airplanes start to chase me, all of them are the same type that I'm flying. They try to shoot me, but I dodge their bullets, turn around, and shoot back at them. I nearly shot one of the pilots, breaking the glass of the cockpit. As I pass them, they turn around behind me once again. Soon I spot a barca in a river under me. I fly towards it, and two of them follow me, the other three get above me. I get closer to the boat, as Joe tries to teleport us. "Not yet!" I tell him. Right when it looks like we're about to...
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