{This car had that much tremendous force—it slowed down but didn't stop.}
"You stuck it, Sisto MotherFucker Human!"
"So, what am I supposed to do now? And is it necessary to swear every single time? You were the one who said to take it from the side!"
Vikram saw that the mesh on the side of the gate had been torn away. "Left—go left!" he yelled.
{He turned left.}
Take the left from behind—HeftyHead!
{He reversed, but the mesh was stuck in it and wouldn't come out.}
Vikram shot a filthy look at the soldier, then glanced back—the storm was closing in.
"Let it keep moving! Why did you stop?"
He hit the accelerator, and at that moment, they saw a huge cargo plane starting to roll out of the hangar.
"Forget the jet—Get this bull on it!"
He drove the car forward, but its tires were just spinning in place.
"Its main power is in the rear gear."
The soldier swings the car around in reverse, slams it into second gear, and floors it backward.
The mesh started ripping from the ground, the storm now right in their faces.
Vikram smashed the front windshield with his fists until it shattered, then grabbed his sword and gun.
{The plane was right behind them.}
The ripping mesh was about to reach the vertices, where massive columns stood—too thick for the vehicle to pull.
"Sir, the vehicle is about to flip—as soon as it does, jump into the plane!"
"But you'll die!"
"It's fine."
"'It's fine', fucker!"
The car flipped over. Vikram grabbed the soldier's collar, gripped the sword in his mouth, and tumbled into the plane—just as the storm devoured the entire car.
{The car had 1500 horsepower, though it needed only 200 to pull the mesh. But when the mesh jammed under the front bumper, he had to shift into reverse—which delivered 1700 hp.
As the car turned, the mesh wrapped around the whole vehicle, tearing apart the mesh as it was dragged along at a speed of 62 km/h.
When the column came, the car flipped over.}