*Derrick POV*
(The Night of the Attack)
My dad and Brandon came to get me from our room at around 8pm. We were going to drive the main road most of the way to the rally location, and then go off-road about 2 miles away from there.
Once we got to the spot where we would go into the forest, our caravan split in two. One group went into the woods onto the right side of the road, and we went to the left.
We had to use great caution once we were off-road, because we were hauling 3 trunks carrying almost 50 small F1 grenades. I personally thought that much was overkill, but Brandon said it was simply a "just in case" basis. I knew better to argue, so I let it go.
We stopped at a location about a mile from the field where the party would be, and quietly carried the trunks closer to the fore
