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“Me,” Rico agreed, and tapped the Bolopatch on his wrist. It beeped happily.

Rico swerved, hit the gas, and bailed out at the last second, letting the unmanned vehicle careen off a cliff. He deployed his parachute, drifting down toward the winding mountain road below. He landed softly, rolled twice, and found himself staring at the general’s limousine as it sped past, its rear tires mere inches from his face. bolopatch just cause 2

Rico Rodriguez had done the math. It was bad math, the kind that involved a fraying cable, a Panauan military jeep, and a general who weighed as much as a small buffalo. “Me,” Rico agreed, and tapped the Bolopatch on his wrist