Con shot the explosives in a room near him, not to kill himself, but to blow a hole in the Стена so that they could escape.

Con: *Jumps out building*
Lola: *Jumps out building* We never did get to find Yolo.
Con: *Looks out in desert* I think I see him. Stay here. *Goes back in building*

Twenty минуты later

Yolo: *Walking in desert*
Con: *driving car*
Yolo: *Stops walking*
Con: *Stops car Далее to Yolo* You're making a mistake with walking away.
Yolo: Go away. I don't have to put up with you.
Con: Do Ты want to survive, или not?
Yolo: I'll take my chances.
Con: Get in the car.
Yolo: Ugh *gets in car*
Con: *Drives*
Yolo: Why would Ты want to save me?
Con: You're wanted alive.
Yolo: Oh. So, Ты actually care about your work now.
Con: Ты could say that, yeah. Alright, *stops car* This is where Ты get out.
Yolo: Get out?
Con: *Opens door, and pushes Yolo out*
Yolo: *Laying on ground*
Con: *Grabs something from the trunk*
Yolo: What are Ты going to do now?
Con: *Shows can* This, Ты may need. It's going to be a long walk to wherever you're going. You're out in the desert, so if Ты get thirsty, drink that motor oil.
Yolo: What?
Con: Otherwise, you'll die of dehydration.
Yolo: Ты bastard.
Con: *Gets in car, and drives away*

After leaving Yolo behind, Con and Lola went to a trainstation. There were a bunch of ponies at the station, but the only train there was a freight train.

Con: *Stops car*
Lola: Thank Ты Con. Thank Ты for everything.
Con: I'm just doing my job *Kisses Lola*
Lola: *Kisses back* I have to go now *Runs away*
Con: *Watching Lola*
Lola: *Talking to her dad*
Dad: *Looks at Con*
Con: *Smiles, then drives away*

Two days later, чихуахуа, чиуауа Mexico. It's raining

Mexican General: *walking to hotel with girlfriend*
Girlfriend: *Next to General*
Mexican General: Watch this *teleports him, and girlfriend to room*
Girlfriend: Ooh. Excelente.
Con: *Arrives with gun* Sit down.
General, and girlfriend: *Sit down*
Con: Now, for you. *Points gun at girlfriend* I want to know who Ты are, and what you're doing with this stallion. You're Italian secret service, right?
Girlfriend: *Shocked*
Con: That's alright. I know Ты are. Your cover has been blown, and Ты need to leave now. As for Ты *Points gun at General* We want those plans for the new nuclear missiles Ты want to manufacture. Please give them to me.
Mexican General: *Grabs plans, and gives them to Con*
Con: *Leaves hotel room*
P: Did Ты get the plans?
Con: Yes, I did.
P: Good work. Bring them back here, then go to Mr. Foust. I want Ты back in service for the C.I.E.
Con: I never left.

The End

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