A young man stood outside a building with two police officers. While the officers were dressed in standard police uniforms, the young man was dressed in a dark blue overcoat, a white shirt and white leggings, along with black generals boots.
The young man stepped out of the shadows and revealed brown hair, brown eyes, and the faint traces of a mustache growing. He suddenly unslung a carbine rifle with a long bayonet attached. He looked at the officers, who nodded at him as they withdrew their own firearms, though theirs were assault rifles.
"Alright, it's time we finally ended these guys. We all know what to do. Go in, kill the guards in our way, and rescue the hostages. Ready...Go!" The young man punctuated his sentence with a kick to the door, breaking it down.
The first thing they saw as they went in was a group of men armed with rifles of their own. Two of the criminals dropped to their knees and dropped their weapons, surrendering themselves. The three other raised their rifles, but they never got the chance to fire them. The young man and the law enforcement officers opened fire on the three criminals, killing them with a bullet to the chest.
As the criminals who surrendered were handcuffed, the young man walked forward with his rifle at the ready, then he approached the door to the next room, stopping and looking at the officers. When he received a nod from both, he kicked the door down. What he saw was 10 people, 5 men and 5 women, tied up and gagged. The guard in charge scrambled for his rifle, but when he had finally set his sights on the young man, he had received a bullet to the skull.
As the officers walked in, the young man motioned to the hostages. "Free these people, I'm taking down the head." The officers nodded and started freeing the hostages as the young man walked to the door. Before he opened the door, he closed his eyes...
The young man kicked the door down as he had done before, but suddenly received a shotgun blast to the chest, knocking him over and killing him. The criminal head smirked as he saw the young man fall.
The young man opened his eyes and knew what he had seen was what would happen if he kicked down the door. Instead, he kicked the door from the side of the doorway, a shotgun blast taking a chunk of the door instead of where his chest would have been.
He then put his rifle around the corner and fired, hearing a cry of pain from the criminal. The young man suddenly removed the bayonet from his gun, the bayonet extending into a cavalry saber and the rifle shortening into pistol. He then emerged from the doorway and saw the criminal head get up and draw a knife from his belt.
"Let's go, kid."
"Bring it."
The knife wielding criminal head charged and swung his knife, to which it got deflected by the saber. The young man leveled his hand gun at the criminal, then he received a sucker punch to the cheek from a bodyguard sending him sprawling.
As the head and his bodyguard went forward to end the young man's life, the kid suddenly fired his pistol into the eye of the guard, killing him instantly. The head suddenly found himself disarmed seconds later and at the mercy of the young man's saber.
"No, don't kill me!" The criminal pleaded, his eyes wide with fear. The young man brought his blade up to deliver the final blow, much to the shock of the head criminal. The blade was brought down, pommel first, knocking out the criminal. The young man hooked his saber onto his gun, extending it back to rifle form and slinging the gun over his shoulder.
"I'll let the police decide your punishment."
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