“Resist or die!” Fortado bellows as he opens the door through the window.
“Sounds good!” says the burly man inside. “Where do I–”
Fortado fills him with lead.
“Resist or die!” he roars, as he and the squad burst into the hovel.
“We surrender!” gasps the young mother, holding her triplets.
Fortado fills them with lead.
“Resist or dNGH!” Old Alberto sticks out his cane, and Fortado goes down. The Kalashnikov spins away; Alberto snatches it.
“Never!” he creaks.
“Okay!” The squad’s laughing, and Fortado chuckles as he sits up. “You got it ri–”
Alberto fills them with lead.