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“Guys, I think that’s knockout gas, not nerve gas. It’s not Sarin or similar as that’s colourless,” she said.
“That’s ******’ great. The cant wants us alive!” John shouted.
“**** that, I’ll shoot myself first” Lee warned.
“Don’t panic lads. Get your socks out!” Sarah demanded.
“What did you say? We’re not pissed up now Sarah,” John shockingly spoke.
“I mean it! Much as I’d love to suck your socks again, I’ve got a plan. Come on!”
“Hey, I know what she means!” Red shouted.
“What?” Gun Barrel said perplexed.
“You know in the old films on a U-Boat? When they was depth charged and the batteries was bust, the gas leaked gas. They pissed on rags and breathed through them to live,” Red excitedly said.
“Got it in one!” Sarah exclaimed.

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