The gate was destroyed as a big hole was made into it. MAG Bandit lay there due to hitting the gate. Deimos looked at the MAG and picked up a piece of rebar. He poked the head of the MAG with the rebar. MAG Bandit did not respond to be tapped by Deimos.

Deimos gave you a thumbs-up and you stepped out of the truck. Opening the door to the truck you stepped out making contact with the concrete. "Damn. For a big guy, he got knocked out easily." You said. "Luckily this MAG is weaker than the average unit," Sanford said.

"Did he also follow us here?" You asked. "Probably was in the area and saw us. Staying far enough from the factory not to get sniped." Deimos responded.

You shrugged and looked at the gate. "We going in?" You asked. "See no other option here. The Sheriff is probably rallying up all the MERC boys." Sanford said.

"The people who are employed here are super rowdy, (Y/N). Be careful around them." Sanford added on. "So then. What's the plan here?" Deimos asked.

"I'll take the kid with me. You two find the pieces Doc needs." Hank said. "Aight sounds like a date!" Deimos said. "That was the plan from the beginning, Harold," Hank said to Deimos.

Deimos frowned and facepalmed. "Alright, let's get a move on you chuckleheads," Sanford said. The duo gave each other a fist bump and entered. Deimos turned around and then gave you finger guns. Both of them went toward the right. They both disappeared out of sight.

"All right kid. Let's finish this." Hank said. You gave a nod to him and Hank twirled the pistol on his finger. Hank walked into the gate as you followed behind him. The smell of burnt metal and gunpowder filled the air.

Hank peaked around the left corner. Looking for a bit more Hank than looking at you gestured to head towards him. Hank started to walk as you followed him.

"It looks like we have a breach. The Sheriff is pissed."

You heard a voice say. "Recruits," Hank said. Two men walked into sight. They both wore grey suits with orange stripes. "Well, looks like we better fix it." One of the Recruits said.

Hank cracked his knuckles and stepped into their sight. Both of them looked at Hank and stared at him. "HE DIDN'T TELL US IT WAS HANK." They said in unison. The one on the right pulled out a pistol. While the one on the left... turn around and ran.

"We're dead! We are so dead!"

Hank ran right at the Recruit with the gun. He punched the Recruit in the throat disarming him. Hank then grabbed him by the face and threw the men into the air. Wimbleton then broke the man's back with his knee. It made a loud crunch as his spine was severed. "Retreat!" The Recruit yelled.

Turning his attention to the one running he picked up the pistol off the ground. Hank shot him in the back two times. The man fell to the ground on his stomach.

Hank walked up to him and kicked him onto his back. The Recruit looked at Hank as if he was staring into the abyss. If the abyss was a 6'02" ft man with red goggles. The Recruit looked like he was about to piss himself.

Taking out his sword Hank severed the man's head from their body. Hank ripped off the Recruits head as he looked at it. Hank looked at you and gestured for you to head over.

Walking over both dead bodies stepped into the pools of blood. You groaned in disgust and annoyance. In disgust as bodily fluids were on you. While in annoyance due to the blood getting onto your clean shoes.

Hank walked up to a second door. There was an eye scanner and Hank put the severed head in front of it. "Access granted." The computerized voice said. The blast door opened and when it did you could see multiple people standing in the hall.

"WHAT THE HELL!" A Recruit yelled.

They all dropped the crates they were carrying. All of the Recruits pulled out their pistols. Some of them had welding masks with helmets. The ones with helmets pulled out nail guns. This was going to be a massacre...

Of course, for Hank, this was his version of "fun". For you, this was going to gory mess. Hank ran head first towards the one closest to him. Hank punched him in the face and shot the Recruit in the stomach. "AVENGE ME." The Recruit yelled.

Hank shot another one in the head. One of them shot at Wimbleton but like always missed. Hank quickly dispatched the one who shot at him. One of them managed to stab Hank in the knee!

Like usual though Hank just ignored the pain. Hank took them out as faster as one could blink. For the ones with the hard hats, Hank removed the helmets and crushed their heads. With all of them, dead Hank looked at his work. Hank looked at you and then at a door.

Hank walked into the door and you followed him. The room had a computer monitor with cameras on it and a mannequin dressed as Hank. Hank looked around and spotted a styrofoam box. It had a circle and a plus sign on it.

You gave him a look of curiosity as he opened it. Hank pulled out... a hotdog. Hank let out a little laugh as he pulled out the hotdog. Hank then sat down and took a bite out of the hotdog. "Umm... excuse me but, what are you doing?!" You yelled at him.

"Lunch break," Hank said. You face palmed at the current situation. Hank is the only person to massacre than casually eat. Hank looked down at his leg and saw the knife. Hank ripped it out of his leg and put it in his pockets. Hank then took the napkin off the hotdog and put it in the wound. He drove it in there and gave a satisfied nod.

You cringed at the squelching sound it made. As you looked at Hank he threw the hotdog behind him. Hank then stood up and looked at the table. Multiple automatics and rifles laid on it. Hank started to prime some of the guns.

You heard a sound from the door. It sounded like someone crawling. You looked at the door and you saw an injured Recruit. He gave you a look of hatred and aimed his Deagle at Hank.

"H-Hank!" You said. The Recruit pulled the trigger and it clicked. Hank snapped his head right at the man on the ground. Hank aimed his pistol right at his head. "Aw, sho-"

Before the man could finish Hank shot him. Hank looked at him and let out a little laugh. Hank then finished grabbing the guns off the table. Hank then gave a satisfied nod and gave you an SMG.

Hank held to automatics in his hands as he breathed Heavily. Hank kicked down the other door.