I'm back! Sorry that this is a shorter chapter. So many projects because it is the second to last week of school. Either way, I got a chapter out! Read and enjoy. Comment, favorite or whatever.
Chapter 3: The Heist part 2
"Okay, where they FUCK are they?" Cross yelled in frustration. Agent Cross, Nevada, and Montana had been sitting at the rendezvous for a little over 30 minutes.
"They should have been here by now." Nevada said while looking at his watch.
Cross just sighed and sat back down. "Well, if this lasts another five minutes, we are going in to find them."
The plan had being going great for Carbon and Nitrogen, until York sneezed.
"Hurry up York." Carolina hissed through clenched teeth. "We don't have all day!"
"I'm going, I'm going just give me a second." He responded. "Ah there we go!" he yelled.
"SHHHHHHHH." Everyone else whispered back. York nodded and scooted to the side.
"Absolute silence." Texas growled as she entered the room. They were moving around rather nicely with no guards around. "There it is!" Tex said in a shushed voice. The two teams converged on a single computer in the corner. As York pulled out a flash drive and handed it to Wyoming, the others fanned out into defensive positions. That's when it happened.
York felt something in his nose. He suppressed it for about 45 seconds. Then without warning, he bellowed out a sneeze. Agent Florida, the man next to him, yelped and jumped about six feet in the air. At the same time he sent a bullet firing off into the hallway, straight into an Insurrectionist sergeant's chest.
"Oh fuck." Agent Washington breathed as Insurrectionists swarmed the room. The teams opened fire and tore into the enemy's ranks. Blood splattered the room as the Freelancers ripped the Insurrectionists to pieces. But for every Insurrectionist killed, four more took his place. After five minutes the battle slowly turned from the freelancer's side to the Insurrectionists side. Suddenly, a bullet tore into Illinois's shoulder who was currently holding the left flank. With him down the enemy swarmed into the Freelancers ranks. At this exact time, the download completed. Wyoming grabbed the flash drive and shoved it into his pocket.
"Everyone, put your hand UP." An Insurrectionist captain barked to the surrounded freelancers. The battle stopped as the Freelancers warily complied. "Good." The captain said as he smiled. "You will all come with me." He continued turning around and heading out the room.
After a long walk, they finally made it to a room.
"So, why were you here?" the captain questioned. None of the freelancers spoke up. "Ah, the silent treatment... Either way there is something I need to do. He turned towards agent Illinois and growled, "I don't like cripples. He pulled out his pistol, aimed it at Illinois head and pulled the trigger. The agent's body hit the ground with a dull thud. "Much better." He mused as the other agents looked on with horror.
"Captain, what the hell was that?" A Russian voice questioned. The captain spun around and brought a hand up in solute. "Co-colonel." He stammered.
"Times up!" Cross yelled as he stormed inside with Nevada and Montana close behind.
"We are supposed to keep prisoners NOT kill them." The colonel said.
"Here's the room!" Cross shouted looking up from his tracking device.
The door flung open and the colonel, captain, Freelancers, and Insurrectionist soldiers turned and gawked at three people standing the door way.
"Uhhhhh." Cross stammered as he saw the site before him. Then, something caught his eye, the colonel looking man. He nodded and both he and the colonel pulled out mini SMG's and they mowed down the remaining Insurrectionists including the captain.
"What the fuck?" North questioned as the colonel and Cross set them free.
"Before you kill me, I want to explain who I am." The Russian colonel said. "My name is Vlad Kushnaf. I am a, what do you call it, ah, a double agent for another organization wanting to wipe out the Insurrectionists. However, we plan to take over the Insurrectionists not destroy them. So please don't blow up this base, It Is under my command."
Tex looked at him before saying a cautious. "Fine."
Vlad smiled and nodded. "You best be off then, before they find you!"
As all the agents turned around, Cross looked back at Vlad and made a hand sign. Vlad, returned the gesture.
Back on the Mother of Invention, Agent Cross, Montana, and Nevada explained where the gold was from.
"And that is the story!" Montana finished up.
"So, we have around $2,000,000 worth of gold here to spend?" South questioned. Nevada responded with a simple nod. "Cool!" She finished.
"So, what now?" Carolina asked." Florida thought for a second before jumping up. "Freelancer GAME NIGHT!"
And that is how I'm going to end this. Next time, game night begins and shit goes down. And the story really picks up pace. Now, if you excuse me, I have more Payday to do.
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