Back in Hong Kong, I teamed up with NEVR, as Brits do it better :P
Having given the join a thorough casing, we decided that a midnight roof access was the prefered method. We managed to slip past the guards, with the aid of a bottle of chloroform, some rags and a lot of duck tape... Must remember to get someone to let those guys down at some point. :$
Anyway, we eased open one of the roof windows and roped our way down to the mezzanine floor of this warehouse. That's when it hit me that these guards reminded me of those guys from Mastermind. They all looked alike, which was always disconcerting. NEVR broke into the control room, kicking down the door and crushing an unfortunate clone, who was standing behind it. He then took on three controllers and disarmed them using some of his Tae-Kwon-Doe. Seriously, this guy is like a young, attractive, quick Steven Segal. Come to think of it, that means he's nothing like Segal, but that's another story.
I planted the bomb, as per the instructions and noted that as I went to arm it, there was a security tag on it "property of Michael Bay". It had to be worth waiting for. NEVR played around, shuting off the alarms and opening the air vents, to burn this place quicker.
As we left the mezzanine floor, we descended to the main floor, where we were confronted by an army of these goons.
"Where do they keep coming from?" Asked NEVR
"Ahem" I pointed to a large, unnecessary neon sign stating "cloning vats", which gave us some good indication. While he went Chuck Norris on their arses, in the hope of catching Beer hiding amongst them, I started to unload shotgun shells into the midst of the crowd. One of them managed to strike the back of my knee during this merriment and I did accidentally shoot the sign. Still, business is business and we made for the door, chased by a few dozen clones. I pulled the remote from my pocket and flicked the switch, diving for cover, as the place errupted in a massive ball of white fire.
When the dust settled, there were still a few fires going, but overall, I think we did a good job. No more Chris Beer clones here, our job is done. I just hope that if we didn't get him tonight, that Idiot-Finder's having more luck on his trail. Somalia is not really the nicest place I've ever been and if there's any clones after him as well, he could be in for a rough ride.
Despite the fact that he's a jerk, who is a magnet for trouble, I hope he's okay. I don't want his death on my conscience - he'll be able to kill himself after all of this is over, without my help.