-City of Zootopia-
-Hideout-
-Unit 576-
"Shit! They don't stop coming!" Axon yelled, he hid behind a pile of sandbags that covered a small pile of magazines.
"And we're barely on the second floor out of 16!" Carter yelled as well, from a partially exposed support beam.
"I hope you weren't expecting this to be a piece of cake. This isn't training, this is reall life." Burford said.
"Just hold your ground, Unit 621 is setting camp just across from our current position for sniper support as we speak!" Kilgore responded, who was hiding behind a turned over metal table that was once holding multiple rifles.
"Well, they better hurry their asses up, cause we ain't gonna last long enough to save those hostages." Burford said.
"You ZPD scum won't last forever!" Someone yelled from the group of attacking smugglers.
"Shut up and die will ya!" Mike yelled, firing a few burst shots towards the smugglers from behind an intact beam, which he was currently using as cover.
"C'mon Spark! Fire your damn weapon!" Carter yelled towards Spark, who was hiding behind another support beam just a few feet to his left.
"Okay, Okay!" Spark nervously responded. "Okay, you can do this Sparky." Spark thought to himself. He slowly moved his head out of cover and spotted an exposed enemy. The smuggler he was looking at was in a position no one could hit but Spark had a clear as day shot. Spark moved his head back into cover, and held his rifle close to his body. He took a deep breath and moved out of cover and aimed towards the smuggler, he centered the targets head with his scope. He closed his eyes, and fired.
"MAN DOWN!" A smuggler yelled.
Spark reopened his eyes in shock, he saw the smuggler who was once pinning down the rest of his team, laying lifeless on the ground, blood flowing freely around him. Shots immediately began flying past his position, Spark moved back into cover. "Shit." He said to himself.
"Don't worry Sparks, I got you covered!" Carter yelled, firing into the enemy's cover so, he could draw their fire away from Sparks. The shots slowly began refocusing on Carter, leaving Sparks with another opportunity to take out an enemy smuggler. Spark once again popped out of cover and aimed down the scope, he saw a smuggler attempting to drag the lifeless body of the smuggler Spark killed. He shakily moved his finger over the trigger. "I'm just doing my job." He said to himself. "I'm just doing my job..."
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
Three extremely loud bangs were heard, which was followed by the glass behind the SWAT Unit to shatter followed by three of the smugglers falling down with large gapping holes in their foreheads.
"Someone call for the exterminators?" A voice, with the song 'Homecoming' (Kanye West) playing in the background, said from everyone of the units radios. Another three shots were fired shortly after followed by another three smugglers falling dead on the ground. The snipers were able to take out two more smugglers, with one shot injuring one of the smugglers, before the rest retreated.
"Kills confirmed! Thanks for the assistance!" Kilgore yelled into his radio.
"Anytime, just let us know when you have another pest problem." The same voice responded, song still playing in the background.
"Will do have fun clearing the rest out." Kilgore replied.
Spark removed his finger from the trigger and sighed deeply. The smuggler he was about to shoot had been thankfully shot by the snipers. HE was starting to hate himself for feeling pity for the enemy. For all he knew, that smuggler he killed would've killed one of his squad-mates and he couldn't afford that to happen. Yet, the feeling still lurked. Was it normal? He wondered. Or was it because he doesn't have the balls to man up to his job.
"Alright, everyone we're no longer doing this quietly. So, prepare yourselves for a real shit-storm!" Kilgore said, ejecting a clip from his rifle and slamming a fully loaded one into it.
"I knew things would go south quickly." Mike said.
"I don't mind the change of pace." Axon said.
"Let's just not get killed in the process." Carter suggested.
"Yeah, let's not forget about that." Burford added.
"You alright Spark?" Kilgore asked.
"Yeah... I'm alright." Spark responded, walking up to the rest of the Unit.
"If something's wrong just tell me. The Last thing I need is a dying squad-mate." Kilgore said. Spark nodded slightly in response. Kilgore refaced everyone. "Alright everyone stay extra vigilant and don't hesitate when firing on those bastards."He said, as he shouldered his weapon. "Now form up behind me, and let's move out."
-Sixteenth Floor-
-Unknown-
"What do you mean you're falling back!?" The white Arctic wolf yelled into a Walkie-Talkie. The wolf appeared to be sitting on a makeshift throne made completely out of weapons and knifes. The floor also appeared to be filled with numerous metal selves filled with opened and closed crates, also all the Windows were blocked by several layers of metal sheets.
"We were sustaining massive casualties, Boss." A voice responded.
"I don't care! I want them all dead, or I'll have your fucking hide turned into a damn sweater!" The wolf responded, throwing the Walkie-Talkie into a corner, which shattered upon impact upon hitting the surrounding wall, which caused a few guards to flinch in fear, hoping "the boss" wouldn't take out his anger and frustration on them, since he had a tendency to do so. The wolf sighed in frustration, and rubbed his face with a paw.
"Would you like me to take care of these rats?" A female voice said.
The wolf chuckled. "Violet, you know I can't have anything happen to you." The wolf said into a shadowy corner.
The female voice chuckled, and a reddish female wolf walked out from the corner. "When have I ever gotten hurt protecting your sorry ass, Felix?" She said crossing her arms.
"I've told you to call me Feliks Novikov." He playfully said.
"Well I don't care... Felix." She giggled.
"Can I trust you to eliminate them?" The wolf, who is now known as Felix said.
"I wouldn't be here if you didn't." She replied.
"I take that as a yes then?" He said.
"You're gonna owe me after this though." She smirked.
"Let me guess, another drink?" He guessed.
"Have I ever mentioned how smart you are?" Violet giggled once again.
"Yes, like a hundred times." Felix laughed as well.
"Well, I'll go and 'play' with our guests." Violet said, as she walked out of the room in a playful gait.
"What a good girl." Felix grinned.
-Unit 576-
"Fourth floor clear!" Carter yelled.
"10-4! Let's keep moving up." Kilgore replied.
The Unit exited the floor, keeping a "snake" formation. They began walking up the stairs leading up to the fifth floor. "Doors boarded up. Moving to sixth floor." Kilgore said, as he began walking up to the sixth floor, but stopped once he reached the top.
"The stairs are missing." He said.
"Maybe we could find a way around through this floor." Burford suggested.
"Affirmative. Let's go." Kilgore responded walking into the office room, with the rest of the Unit behind him.
"Rooms empty." Kilgore said. "Look around for a way up." He added.
Everyone split up to look for a another set of stairs or even a ladder. "Sir, I think I found a way up. I hope you're not afraid of heights." Spark Axon said as he leaned his head out a window.
Kilgore walked over to the window and looked out. Outside was another set of emergency stairs. "Good job Axon!" Kilgore congratulated.
"Alright everyone, I think you all know the drill." He said.
"I don't like the idea of being exposed outside." Spark said.
"Don't worry, if we watched each-others backs, we'll be fine." Kilgore assured. Spark nodded is acknowledgment. "I'll go first." Kilgore said, climbing through the window. Once they we're all through the window and on the emergency stairs, Kilgore continued the snake formation upwards. Their heavy boots clanged against the metal steps of the stairs, as they walked up.
*BANG*
The sound of a high caliber weapon firing echoed through the air, followed by a dead masked smuggler falling from presumably the tenth floor.
"Looks like 621 hasn't forgotten about us." Carter said.
"Yeah, or they're just doing their job. Either way, don't let you guard down." Kilgore said. The Unit continued they're way up, the seventh floor ended up being boarded as well. So, they continued up towards the eighth floor.
"I hate to say this, but I'm getting the feeling somethings gonna go wrong." Mike said, who was was now growing anxious the more they climbed up.
"I agree with him Captain, the enemy has been awfully quiet." Who now noticed that very few shots were being fire into the police officers below.
"Don't worry, just keep focused at the task at paw." Kilgore replied.
"Whatever you say Cap." Mike gulped. Once the Unit reached the eighth floor a window was open and Kilgore made the order to move inside. Axon offered to climb first and give the all clear. Kilgore hesitated, but Axon insisted he'd go first this time. So, Axon climbed through the window, and slowly walked dead center into the empty beam filled room. He kept his rifle aimed and examined his surroundings and once he decided it was safe enough to give the all clear, he turned to face the rest of his unit. Axon raised a thumbs up, but without warning a red female wolf appeared in the open doorway leading into the room. Kilgore widened his eyes, as he noticed the female wolf's sudden appearance. Everything went in slow motion, as the female wolf raised a Rhino Ds60 .357 Revolver. She made an evil grin, before she pulled the trigger causing a bullet to come spiraling out of the chamber. The bullet spinned through the air in ball of fire towards Axon. He turned around only to have the round hit him dead in the neck. He dropped his weapon as he gagged blood from his throat, which he tightly clenched to hopefully stop the bleeding. The female wolf chuckled evilly before rolling back into cover and disappearing up the stairwell.
Kilgore forced himself through the window, only to witness Axon slowly fall backwards onto the cold hard ground, paws still clasping his extremely bloodied throat. Kilgore ran to his side and bent down and unstrapped Axon's helmet removing it off his head, which was followed by him removing Axon's mask as well, placing them to his side. Kilgore then pressed both his paws against Axon's neck to help apply pressure. "AXON!" Mike yelled. bending down next to Axon. "Don't die on me please!" He begged.
"Buford dig through your first-aid pack for something to help him!" Kilgore yelled.
"The rest of you cover that fucking door!"
Spark, and Carter, didn't hesitate and ran past Kilgore towards the door.
"M-Mike." Axon gurgled, causing more blood to escape him mouth. Mike threw his rifle to the side and quickly dug into his vest looking for a rag to help stop the bleeding... But he couldn't.
"I-I c-can't bre-ath." Axon managed to wheeze. "It's gonna be okay Axon, just stay with us alright Kilgore said.
"No, g-go I-I'm already dea-" Before Axon could finish he gasped a finale breath, before all signs of life ceased to exist. "Axon, Axon answer me!" Mike cried shaking Axon's lifeless body.
"NO!" Mike yelled as he unstrapped his helmet, throwing to his side in rage. He pulled off his mask and pressed his face against Axon's clothed chest with tears flowing down his cheeks. He clenched his fists and began to repeatedly hit Axon's chest yelling, "WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY!?" Hopping it would magically bring him back to life. "Why...?" Mike whispered, as he slowly stopped hitting Axon's lifeless body.
Kilgore removed his gloved paws from Axon's neck and clenched his fists in anger. "You're sacrifice won't be in vein, we'll kill everyone of these bastards and complete the mission." Kilgore said.
"There will be vengeance."