Read this excerpt from Little Brother and answer the following questions in complete sentences using proper grammar and punctuation: Marcus manages to flag down a vehicle and they get more than they bargained for...
It was a military-looking Jeep, like an armored Hummer, only it didn't have any military insignia on it. The car skidded to a stop just in front of me, and I
jumped back and lost my balance and ended up on the road. I felt the doors open near me, and then sow a confusion of booted feet moving close by. I
looked up and saw a bunch of military-looking guys in coveralls, holding big, bulky rifles and wearing hooded gas masks with tinted
face-plates.
I barely had time to register them before those rifles were pointed at me. I'd never looked down the barrel of a gun before, but everything you've heard
about the experience is true. You freeze where you are, time stops, and your heart thunders in your ears. I opened my mouth, then shut it, then, very
slowly, I held my hands up in front of me.
The faceless, eyeless armed man above me kept his gun very level. I didn't even breathe. Van was screaming something and folu was shouting and I
looked at them for a second and that was when someone put a coarse sack over my head and cinched it tight around my windpipe, so quick and so
fiercely 1 barely had time to gasp before it was locked on me. I was pushed roughly but dispassionately onto my stomach and something went twice
around my wrists and then tightened up as well, feeling like baling wire and biting cruelly. I cried out and my own voice was muffled by the hood.
I was in total darkness now and strained my ears to hear what was going on with my friends. I heard them shouting through the muffling canvas of
the bag, and then I was being impersonolly hauled to my feet by my wrists, my arms wrenched up behind my back, my shoulders screaming,
1 stumbled some, then a hand pushed my head down and I was inside the Hummer. More bodies were roughly shoved in beside me.
"Guys?" I shouted, and earned a hard thump on my head for my trouble. I heard Jolu respond, then felt the thump he was dealt, too. My head rang like
a gong.
"Hey," said to the soldiers. "Hey, listen! We're just high school students. I wanted to flog you down because my friend was bleeding. Someone stabbed
him." I had no idea how much of this was moking it through the muffling bag. I kept talking, "Listen---this is some kind of misunderstanding. We've got
to get my friend to a hospital-
Someone went upside my head again. It felt like they used a boton or something—it was harder than anyone hod ever hit me in the head before. My
eyes swam and watered and I literally couldn't breathe through the pain. A moment later, I caught my breath, but I didn't say anything. I'd learned my
lesson
In three to five sentences, explain the type of conflict Marcus faces in this excerpt. (20 points)