Eric ducked out of the way, and immediately got body checked down a short flight of stairs by another man who had been hiding from them. The man tried to bash Eric's skull in with the butt of his rifle, but the plate on the front allowed Eric to weather the blows. Grab the man, reverse the positions, slide his combat knife out with one hand and stab the man multiple times, the sound of him cursing pretty loud over the radio the pair of soldier share, "You piece of shit, you worth cock, fuck a ferret in the after life you mother fugger!" When the Canadian looked up from reducing the man to a heap he played his eyes around a very large garage. He didn't hear the heli approaching until Markus commented on it. "Well hell, Is that like a QRF or something? Or did someone call in the Immediate Reaction Force or something?" He chuckled softly to himself, and fired on some mercs who came in from the other side of the garage.

Eric barked rounds out of the C1A1 sharply, cutting the men down. He slowly made his way across the garage to make sure everyone is down. As he does, he takes a 6.5mm round to the side. From one of the mercs who had hid rather then let himself get gunned down. Eric made damn sure to put him out. As the man flails, he grabs a tarp and whips it partially off a car as it falls. Eric blinks then whips the rest of it off the car, revealing a beautifully painted McLaren P1. He chuckled, "Shit dude. Get down the stairs near that wall I busted through. You need to see this! You were right about no financial responsibility. Get down here, you need to see this. I think I found our way out." He started pulling other tarps off more cars, revealing a Lamborghini Aventador, a Ferrari LaFerrari, and finally a beautiful, black, silver and chrome Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG.

By the time Markus joins him, well Eric is already drooling over that Benz. As soon as he sees Markus he pats the long slim car, "The Benz is mine. Picking anyone you want man, but this thing is my baby for as long as I can keep it. Geez I've heard of this thing, but never seen one in the real. Man, I think this is our out. These cars are made for speed, and I know we both renewed our combat and high stakes driving courses so we can outrun that chopper out there if we really try. But first." He goes around the room, planting timed explosives, on cars, on the walls, on as many surfaces as he can find. He then hops over, finding a container of keys, and immediately starts digging through them, grabbing the key to the Benz, and tossing the box over to Markus so he can get the keys to whatever car he wants.

Eric is already getting into the beautifully slim Mercedes and making sure it starts by then. Listening to the car rumble as it comes up. He pushes the face plate of his helmet up and grins, "Dude...this thing is clean." He chuckles, "Always wanted one."