A Punisher's Punishment
Chapter 3: The Warehouse
Frank pulled up in his heavily armored mustang to the front of an old beaten down warehouse. The warehouse had been there for at least 60 years; it was along the coast and was originally used for the storing of shipped crates from overseas. The 11th commandment had taken the warehouse in recently and had been using it for their arms deals with their terrorist connections spanning from the middle east to God know who else, Frank was able to gather all this information about the warehouse from the files that he collected from the rapist he killed just two days before. The dock on the backside of the warehouse was built up from a bay that you could follow out to the Atlantic Ocean. It was late at night now and the other warehouses that ran across the street on the front side of the warehouse were mostly empty with their lights off, this particular warehouse was the only one that seemed active at the time with all of its lights being on except for the lights in front. The lights in front were off so that it wouldn't attract attention from the highway a little ways off from which you could see the warehouse, from the street level though it was very clear to Frank that there was a lot of activity going on inside.
Frank walked up to the front of the warehouse, pressing his back up against the wall he was able to look through a window inside. A medium sized luxury ship was docked inside barely able to fit, there were various shady looking character loading ground to air missiles as to the ship and it looked as if there were some middle eastern men taking the missiles and placing them in numerous secret compartments on the ship. The Punisher smiled because he knew he was lucky to show up just at the right time when an arms deal was going down, this way he could take down two birds with one stone. He only had a view of the ship from that window so he wasn't able to make a full assessment of the threat that he would be facing inside. The Punisher readied his shotgun as he moved under the window and towards the door to the front of the warehouse. He freed his left hand from the shotgun and moved very carefully along the door opening just enough so he could peak through, as he opened it light shined directly on his face and he quietly moved back against the wall so he wouldn't be spotted. He leaned forward again to look through the door while keeping his head out of the light, right in front of the door was that same dirty blonde that he let live at the rapist's apartment. The blonde had cleaned herself up and was wearing a very tight outfit that didn't leave much to the imagination; she was extremely beautiful and looked much better than she had at the apartment. Her hair was straightened as if she went to the hairdresser the day before and her shiny black leather outfit just barely covered the parts that a woman would have to cover to go outside in public. If you took away the extravagant leather straps that wrapped around the outfit, the woman would look like she was wearing a bikini top and a weird set of tight high water pants. Just behind her Frank could see two American men holding fully automatic AK-47's slung over their backs, one of their shirts were off and Frank could barely make out what he recognized to be the 11th commandment tattoo on his left shoulder. Frank still didn't have a good enough view to make a reasonable threat assessment but at least he knew he would be going up against fully automatic weapons. He gently slid his hand across the door to its handle and closed it shut being careful to not make any noise so that he wouldn't attract anyone's attention to his presence.
The Punisher quickly moved across the door stopping with his back pressed against the wall at the right corner of the warehouse, he leaned very low around the corner to see two men exiting from a door on the side; they shut the door behind themselves. As they shut the door Frank could hear music coming from the warehouse at a pretty loud volume, that was good for him because it would give him some lee way with how much noise he could make as he took the men down in his advancement. The two men were carrying handguns that they placed in their pants as they pulled out cigarettes. The wind was blowing just hard enough from the front of the warehouse that the men had to turn away from it to light their cigarettes; Frank was quick to capitalize on this opportunity and moved up to right behind them. He grabbed the man closest to him and covered his mouth as he pointed his shotgun at the other man and pulled the trigger. The silencer on the shotgun worked as advertised and the man fell to the ground like a bag of luggage without making too much noise. The man still in his grasp struggled for a second before the Punisher broke his neck and dragged both of the dead bodies behind a pile of broken crates about ten yards off, then he took both of their pistols and secured them on opposite sides of his vest. He moved back over to the wall and up to another window just past the door where the two men had came out, from this angle Frank had a clear view of the warehouse and could see about fifty men walking around back and forth between the crates and the ship, most of them were armed with Ak-47's slung over their backs but some of them just carried handguns tucked in to the back of their pants. It looked as if everyone in the warehouse was definitely armed though so Frank would have to be more cautions than he originally predicted. He made his way back over the pile of crates and carefully placed two claymore anti-personnel mines; he hid the claymores amidst the broken crates and ran trip wire across to the corner of the warehouse.
The Punisher moved back over across the front door and to the left corner of the warehouse where he looked around the corner in the same way he did on the right side before. This time there was no one over on that side of the warehouse but there was a door placed in the same area that there had been on the right side of the warehouse. He moved up to the window past the door and there wasn't quite as good of a view because there were a lot of crates in his path of vision. What he could see was that there were two more American men walking down in his direction just past the door. He quietly moved back to the door and nudged the door open with his shotgun, as the door swayed he slid the barrel of his shotgun through the opening and took out the first man, by the time the second man turned around Frank was already swinging at his head with the grip of the shotgun. The weapon cracked against the mans head just loud enough that you could hear over the music that was playing, he was knocked out cold.
"What was that noise?" The blond woman yelled out at the others in the warehouse. She signaled over to one of the men who acknowledged and quickly ran over to the stereo to turn off the music. She made a hand signal to three other men who immediately pulled their pistols out and headed Frank's direction. Frank was securing the pistol magazines he found on those two men he had just taken down when he looked over into the crate that he was crouched next to and noticed that it was filled with RPG's, he slung his shotgun over his back and yanked one of the RPG's up as fast as he could to load a rocket into it. By the time the Punisher had the rocket loaded the three men rounded the corner at the end of the walkway, when they appeared from behind the crates they opened fire as soon they saw their fallen associates, without dropping the now loaded RPG Frank was able to put three well placed shots with one of his stolen pistols into the men before they even got close to actually hitting him. The rest of the warehouse then drew their weapons and had them pointed at the direction where Frank was covered by the crates.
The blond ran over in front of everyone waving her arms in frustration "don't fire at the missiles you damned idiots!" She pointed at one of the older men holding an AK-47 "you! Take ten men and go around from the other side, leave some of them to cover the front." With a swift movement she pulled a knife from her knee high black leather boots and cut a rope that was securing the ship to the dock "get the ship the hell out of here! Our situation has been compromised, we have to move now!" The blonde barked orders out with veterans ease, directing all of the men in the warehouse; this led Frank to believe that she must have spent time in the military before.
A huge explosion came from the other side of the warehouse shaking the whole thing as the ship was almost all the way out of the dock, Franks claymores must have gotten the men that tried to run around the other side Everyone was shocked to see the right side of the warehouse go up in flames and were running for the front door when Frank appeared from behind the crates with both pistols drawn and shot at least ten of the men down before they could get out of the warehouse. The blonde and about ten or so men were able to get out of the warehouse before the middle eastern men on the ship which was now out in the bay started laying down rounds in Franks direction, they didn't really care if they hit missiles or not. Frank was able to dive over the crates with the RPG in hand and fire cover behind a large pillar. He waited till the shooting died down a little and then he took a shot with the RPG at the ship, he hit it square in the front putting a huge whole in its hull and setting the ship on fire. The Middle Eastern men that survived were diving off the boat as fast as they could. Without hesitation Frank pulled the pins on two grenades and rolled them over to the crates of RPG's, meanwhile he was running to the front door just in time to see two vans take off towards the highway with the scantily clad blonde just in front of them on a motorcycle. By the time Frank got to his mustang the grenades had went off, he peeled off down the street as the rest of the warehouse exploded loud enough that it blew out the windows on the back of the mustang, you could see the explosion for miles. The two vans and the motorcycle merged on the highway and the Punisher wasn't far behind them, the chase was on.
