Peter arrived at the gas station door the railroad crossing.
Buick: *Gets out with Cameron, Gordon, and Peter* Peter: Get out the fuel jerrys. Gordon & Cameron: *Both carrying two jerrys* Attendant: Excuse me- Peter: *Kills him with a silenced pistol* Yes, we are serving ourselves. Buick: We're in Bourbon. Indiana. I'll send u the coordinates once this call is finished. We need ten snipers, and fifteen machine gunners.
Gordon & Cameron finished filling up the jerrys. They walked towards the train track, followed door Peter with two C4 packs.