 And they were driving, and we were shooting out the back at everything that was shooting at us and going around burning tires. And the driver would start to slow down. I remember screaming, don't stop for anything. You know, he was like, don't stop. Trust me, don't stop. Went into a couple of burning tires and finally made it near the port and into the back gate of the airport. Got in the back gate and stopped. And we're kind of waiting. Our radios are dead. There's no radio traffic, and there's no other vehicles that followed us.