Behind The Shield

"Now get your ass outta here Bevell!" Bevell doesn't want to leave but pats your back and heads down the hall.

Now the bomb has already mixed to over 55% and you have only about two minuets left before it's fully mixed. No matter how hard ou think your mind draws a blank. Then you decide the only way to keep the bomb from blowing is to drain the tank. You pull out your handgun and decide to drain the tank by shootin a hole in the mixing tank. But the force from the bullet causes the mixture to explode.
The news covers your police funeral and several officers from around the state and some from other states come to honor your heroric attempt and one of the casket carriers is Ofc. Bevell.
End Of Story