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As the air strike reloaded the few bullets they used on the one grunt to prove their point, a man who had an open shop complained about some idiot jumping on his tent and making it fall.
The guards were debating weather to destroy the cargo along with the scum, and make sure they don't get away, or hold them until the cargo is safe.
A woman moments later called the police about a man jumping up and smashing several windows.
These guys are going to go to jail for a lifetime anyway thought the cheif.
A man on his cellphone oblivious to the copters looked out the window and stopped at the sight he just caught. He was so in wonder he forgot he was wasting precious minutes on his phone. He moved closer to the window, several stories up, to see what he could of sworn was a humanoid shadow.
The guard in the helicopter who had shouted to the team down below and ordered one of their numbers death lookd down, and prepared to give the order to fire on them, the cargo best be gone for good and their lives ended.
Suddenly the air vehicle lurched to one side, then started to on the other when a hooded figure flipped himself into the copter like a bullet feet first. The figure hit the guard in his chest and flung him into space. As Silence flew out, he grabbed the top of the entrance to the helicopter and swung his arm, extending his longsword to sheer off the propeller. He then let go and fired his longsword at the bottom of the propeller and flew up, letting the rest of the air vehicle fall and explode. He yanked hard on his cable to move closer the the propeller, then whipped his arm, putting the propeller sidways towards the incoming choppers.
Bullets ricocheted off the spinning propeller and it was pulled by its own force towards one chopper, shearing it to pieces. Silence then launched another longsword toward the other helicopter, pulled himself onto the front of it, smashed the glass, but in the process let his hood slip. There was no way to get a clear view from most angles, but the pilot had the best seat in the house. He screamed as if the thing he saw in front of him was some sort of blastphemy sent from the devil himself after him. An inhuman roar was heard and Silence shot forward headfirst and then pulled back, revealing the now mangled face of the pilot and his throat crushed and slashed. Silence put his hood back up and pulled down on the conrols, sending the copter into a crash-landing, taking the other man in the copter manning a gun on one side all the way down to the scene of the crash, getting to the scene before anybody else got to investigate.