there was a massive explosion in front of the house Richard was in, all the windows were blown out, debris was scattered everywhere, Richard couldn't hear anything, his ears had been filled with white noise, he looked around, Simon and Michael seemed to be shaken but okay, as did one of the BUF trooopers, the other BUF trooper however, was not so lucky, he was lying on the floor screaming and writhing, he had been hit by several massive shards of glass, which had embedded themselves in his chest.
Richard looked back out the window, there was another explosion outside the butchers shop, the firing coming from there stopped abruptly.
Richard's hearing was coming back now, he could hear the BUF trooper's screams, the crackle of rifle fire coming from the other buildings held by the remnants of the Fascist reinforcements, and two pistol shots coming from the wagon.
Wagon? what wagon? oh, the Anglican wagon, but what was it carrying?
Richard stood up and rumbled around in the debris for his rifle. when he eventually found it, he turned to his men.
"Simon, Michael, come with me, you," he pointed to the BUF trooper. "stay here with him." he pointed to the screaming BUF trooper. "let's move!" he ordered.
Richard, Simon and Michael dashed through the wide open doorway and across the street. they had to find out what was in the wagon.