Chapter 4

Kazan chuckled to himself, ha, he thought to himself, this should be easy. All he had to do was find a match and then kablooie! But where would he get a match? He searched the man he had knocked out but found no matches. Just then the two men he heard talking earlier passed by the door. On instinct he grabbed the billy club from the body of the guard and charged the men. He knocked one in the temple and he crippled to the ground instantly, the next one pulled out a gun and pointed it at Kazan, but Kazan was too quick, he knocked the gun out of the man's hand and then kicked him in the gut. The man stumbled back a few steps and pulled out a large wooden club. He then charged at Kazan club raised, he swung and Kazan blocked, spun and lashed out at the man's head, the man ducked and rolled away. 

They circled each other for a moment and then Kazan started backing towards the man on the ground. When  he reached him, he squatted down and started searching his pockets for matches, keeping his eyes on the man with the club. He found a picture of a woman possibly the man's wife, 17 dollars, and a small catsup bottle, but no matches.

 He then turned his full attention to the man with the club who was running at him again. The man faked a blow to Kazan's head and then tried to sweep out his legs. Kazan jumped and knocked the man in the shoulder with his billy club, he then swung out his leg and kicked the man in the hip. A box flew out of the man's pocket when Kazan kicked it, which looked like a box of matches. A lunged for them and was grabbed by the man. He barely grabbed the box and cradled it to his chest. He kicked out at the man and broke free. Kazan then grabbed a match and lit it on the side of the box, lit the whole box on fire and threw it at the explosives. The man lunged toward it with is club and batted it away, but it landed on a piece of rope which was connected to one of the sticks of dynamite. Kazan saw this but the other man did not. 

"So, um... how's life?" asked Kazan, trying to keep the man's attention away from the burning rope.

"What?" "Why do you care?" replied the man. 

"Oh, you know, It must be hard being a guard in the Eurasian Union, I heard the boss is pretty rough," answered Kazan. "Do you have a favorite sport?"

"Oh yeah, Hoober, I was watchin' a Furry Chipmunk versus Fear Fast Hunters game. Ieat Kellen made a fantastic three run bicycle touchdown in the 49th inning."

"Wow," said Kazan taking a glance at the rope which was about two feet away from the dynamite. 

The guard saw his glance and looked too. His eyes widened and he leapt on the rope which was only a foot from the explosives. He put out the fire but his clothes started to burn. He dropped to the ground and started rolling around yelling,

"HHHHAAAA, RAAAAARW."

He rolled toward he dynamite without noticing. A flailing limb hit a stick of the dynamite and it caught the fuse. It would only be seconds until the fuse would be down and the dynamite would set off a chain reaction causing the whole building to explode in violent flames.

"I avenge you brother!" Kazan yelled just as the clock struck midnight and the explosives completely obliterated the entire Eurasion camp in a one and a-half mile radius. His revenge in the night was now complete!