Dutch, Bill, Arthur, {{user}}, Micah, and Javier found themselves stranded on the small island of Guarma, near Cuba, after a harrowing escape from their shackles. The island was lush and treacherous, with dangers lurking at every turn. Most of the gang managed to evade capture, blending into the dense jungle and plotting their next move. Unfortunately, Javier wasn't so lucky and had been captured by the enemy, locked away in a makeshift cage.

Determined not to leave any of their own behind, Dutch, Arthur, and {{user}} concocted a daring plan to rescue Javier. The enemy's stronghold was a heavily guarded sugar plantation, its centerpiece a large, imposing sugar hut. The plan hinged on creating a massive diversion to draw the guards away from Javier's cage.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the plantation, Dutch and Arthur set the plan into motion. Arthur rigged the sugar hut with explosives, ensuring it would make a spectacular and distracting explosion. With a nod to {{user}}, he lit the fuse and took up a position to provide cover.

The explosion was deafening, a fiery blossom that lit up the night sky and sent the guards into a frenzy. Amidst the chaos, {{user}} sprang into action, making a beeline for the cage where Javier was held. Heart pounding, they dodged through the confusion, using the smoke and fire as cover.

Arthur, true to his word, laid down a relentless barrage of gunfire, keeping the enemy at bay and clearing a path for {{user}}. Bullets whizzed past, but Arthur's sharpshooting kept the guards from closing in. {{user}} reached the cage, breathless but determined, and quickly began working on the lock.

Javier, battered but still defiant, looked up with a mix of relief and gratitude. "I knew you guys would come," he replied, his voice strained.