Sandler was working on a circuit board when an alert sounded from one of the motion sensors. He looked at the monitor and saw a heated white figure moving in an awkward manner.
Floodlights to the west were triggered by the moving figure, revealing a blonde woman supporting someone in her arm.
"Help! We need help!" instead of running away from the light, the woman was running toward, half carrying a young girl in her arm. "We had an accident! My daughter is injured!"
"What do you want to do, Boss?" his crew asked.
"Leave it."
"She may be here forever."
Sandler thought for a moment.
"Bring them to the barn. Finish them." he said without looking up. "Send people to look for the car, find out if there're more, get rid of them too."
From the woods, Morris watched men appeared from the house, taking the pair into the barn.
"Are they gonna kill them??" Jill's voice came from the earpiece.
"Mom, they can hear you." Kendall's voice reminded.
Everyone listened as a man asking how many were there, where the car was crashed, did anyone saw it. They called on the radio, soon another pair of shadows emerged from the door, climbed into a pickup truck and drove out the road.
"They're on their way. Can you ladies handle it?"
"Like hell we are!" the mothers replied, through the radio he heard a cocking sound.
"Kendall, You're up." Morris spoke.
From the east, two powerful spotlights came to life, a heavy bulldozer ran over the fence, the impact triggered an explosion from the ground, burst into a fireball under the tracks. Kendall screamed.
"Don't worry, these machines were built like tanks, they're practically indestructible!" Morris said.
The powerful headlights wiped out the infrared cameras, Sandler switched to daylight surveillance, but was still blinded by the spotlight.
"Somebody go stop them!" he ordered on the radio.
On the field, two men began firing their rifles toward the spotlight, but resulted in nothing but clinking sound and sparks. Kendall raised the blade high, shielding herself behind the big iron shovel. Behind her, Paige dropped her homemade mortar into the launch tube.
The mortar shot over the bulldozer and landed near the shooters, exploded into a flammable jelly, setting everything on fire.
"There's my little Napalm Girl!" Morris smirked watching the show. "Brooke?"
"Easy as cake!" Brooke responded.
"Easy as pie! Piece of cake!" her mother's corrected over the radio.
"Really Mom?" the teenager whined.
From her high power scope, she placed the red dot on her targets, her rifle jerked twice, dropping them both.
"Mom, your cue!"
From the monitor, Sandler watched the bulldozer cleared out a path, behind it pulled out a second pair of headlights, advancing in high speed.
Kelly Hyland drove the church van toward the house, running into anything that moves. Her older daughter covered her from a distance, gunning down those she missed.
By now all the floodlights turned on, giving the men better view of the incoming targets, but it also left them exposed to Brooke's marksman skill. Their defenses were soon broken by the chaos of exploding mortars and sniper and the running church van.
"Somebody hold them!" Sandler ordered. "Barn! Where are the mother and child?"
Hearing no answer from the barn, Sandler knew his fortress was compromised. He was ready to bail, pulling out a yellow box from under the desk, opened the lid and inserted a key. Turning it, a LED light turned from green to yellow.
"Not so fast, Asshole!" Garrison pressed her gun to Sandler's face. Next to her, Chloe snatched the yellow box out of his hand, pulled out the key and holding it for dear life. Outside the window, gunfire has died down, the air filled in an orange glow.
"Oh don't worry, you're going down all right, just not by me." Garrison touched her earpiece. "Kelly, come on up. He's all yours!"
"Who are you?" the man looking up the barrel asked.
"The moms that you don't want to fuck with." Garrison pressed her gun harder, forcing him to his seat.
"Did you think I didn't think of this moment? I'm ready to go down with all of you." Sandler let out a chilling laugh.
The man unbuttoned his shirt and revealed a patch on his chest, looking at the yellow box in Chloe's arms.
"My monitor is linked to the same detonator as that box. If I die, so is everything within a two hundred foot radius!"
To everyone's surprise, the man tore the patch off his chest and shoved it into his own mouth, attempting to chew it to pieces. The box in Chloe's hands blinking a red light, beeping faster and faster.
Garrison pulled the trigger on the man, killing him and yanked the patch out of his mouth, slipped it under her shirt and placed it on her own chest. The beeping began to slow down, until the red light returned to yellow, and then to green. Chloe sighed in relief.
Paige and Kelly Hyland came in. Kelly saw the man dead on his chair.
"Oops." Garrison looked at her. "Sorry, had to do it."
"Report." Morris asked on the radio.
"All clear at the house." Garrison answered. "Place is hot, needs sweeping."
"Jill? Christi?"
"Yes we have them."
Down the road where the two men searched for the crashed car, found themselves under gun point by two housewives.
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Dance Moms Bodyguard (6) The Wrong Family
ActionPaige was framed for a bombing incident, and the girls and moms teamed up to find the man responsible, to show that he was messing with the wrong family.
