"Town" was a old group of bunkers built in the cold war to protect the population of a actual town ten miles away. The man behind me continued to keep his pace. I tried getting more info on his employer. All I got was the name,Vilo. Quickly the sun rose above the hills. The bright glowing orb was a warning to keep moving. Highway men would soon come looking for money. I looked back at mr.Ivanov. He was carrying a box. In it were the batteries. "Hold on those are car batteries! Why would someone want these?" I questioned. The man looked over at me. "The towns only line of defence from being destroyed by bandits is a bunch of miniguns around the perimiter. The batteries power them." Then we saw those miniguns as we aproached the town. We were geeted with a rocket from a man on the top of a bunker. We jumped away as the rocket slammed into ground. Then the man realized that we were not bandit and stopped firing. Idiotic fool. Firing at us with a huge gun. That's just wasting ammo.