Hey guys! Just wanted to say sorry this chapter took awhile. My other story jumped in my head and I had to start it. Anyways thanks for reading and please review since it makes my day. You guys are awesome.
Hannibal was out of time. He had been preparing his team for missions for the last three weeks and he knew they were almost ready, just a little more work and they would have been perfect. Then an American spy got caught. Nick Tyler had been infiltrating the Iraq base for the 5 months. The army had been getting steady reports up until 2 weeks ago when all communication stopped. They had waited to act, hoping he was just having small difficulties, but after a week realized he was taken. They had spent the next week trying to pinpoint where he was being held. Now they desperately needed a team to go save him. Hannibal wished he could turn down the mission but the camp he was being held in was one of the most secure enemy locations and he knew no other team would be able to save Nick without suffering losses. Hannibal pored over the blueprints once again.
Face, Murdock and BA were doing weights. Now Face and Murdock could both lift a large amount but BA was in a whole new category. It was scary impressive and Face made a mental note to stay on BA's good side or at least not to push him too far. Their earlier pranks had resulted in itching powder being poured in all their clothes and beds by BA and man did they regret dying his Mohawk pink. When they saw how angry he had gotten they thanked god that Hannibal strictly prohibited team fighting. "What's got Boss man so busy?" BA questioned as he realized Hannibal hadn't glared at Murdock who had been resting for the last 10 minutes.
Face glanced up and grinned before putting down his weights too. "We must have a mission boys. He only ever gets this focused when he's planning something big."
BA shook his head at the relaxed teammates. "You fools are just going to get in trouble. Get back to weights before we get sentenced here for another hour." Just then Hannibal feeling their stares glanced up and frowned at the two younger men. They quickly grabbed their weights and busied themselves; missing Hannibal and BA share a smirk at their haste. They kept going until Hannibal waved them over.
"Alright boys. This is it. You see this compound; one of our own is being held in here. There are 4 guards on every entrance. Face, your job is to talk your way into this building. Once in, you will make your way to the second floor in the back room. They are lax on their guards once you are off the main ground. You'll go to this window and tie a rope to a secure post. BA and I will be waiting in the alley under the window. There is ten minutes gap between the guard's rounds. That's our window so Face, don't be late. We'll climb the rope and join you in the compound. We will then make our way to the basement level. Face you will stand guard at the top of the stairs. Do your best to divert any , you and I will make our way down to the room where he's being held. You take care of any threats well I get him loose. We then make our way to the roof. Murdock you will be in the chopper. You must be ready to land and pick us up the minute we make the roof. They'll be unto us by then and we are counting on you to get us away safe." Hannibal quickly laid out the plan and asked if there were any questions. The boys quickly went over all the details and then Hannibal sent them home. They'd need a good nights sleep for the mission.
The next day started with them all ready outside the compound. Face was feeling nervous. It all depended on him getting in there. Shit this was stressful, thought Face as he cracked his knuckles repeatedly. If he couldn't talk his way in, nobody else was getting in either. "Alright Face. Go do your thing son." Hannibal patted his shoulder as Face slipped by. They all acted like it should be so easy to talk your way into a highly guarded compound and do it so well that you were left alone once you got in.
Face took a deep breath and got into character. He jumped in the jeep and drove purposefully to the building. He stopped at the guards and strode out towards the door. He actually got past the first one before they got their shit together and stopped him. "I do not have time for this gentlemen. So if you'll excuse me." Face said as he stalked past the men. One of the first things you learn is to act confident.
The guards grabbed his arm. "Who the hell are you?" he snarled as another hoisted his gun.
Face glared. "Excuse me? I was under the impression that this was an emergency and I was needed right away. If not I will gladly go on my way. I have plenty of clients to get to and you men can answer to your boss when he comes looking for me." He turned to walk away, silently counting in his head. Three, two, one…
"Wait!" Face smirked to himself. He knew the man who ran this base was a dictator. He beat his men when they made any mistakes and he knew that the men were terrified of him. Thank god for awful bosses. "You said the General sent for you? We will call him right away to get confirmation sir. Please don't leave." The young soldier was practically begging him.
"I wouldn't do that. When I'm called in, people generally are not happy with their situation. Believe me men. You are going to want to keep a safe distance. Just send me in and I'll deal with it." Face flashed a cocky grin and strode past the guards. This time they were only too willing to unlock the door and wave him through.
Face's smile dimmed a bit when he realized one of the guards was following him in. Damn he didn't have time to deal with this. "Big mistake man." Face said and when the soldier turned confused, landed a hook in his jaw, knocking him out. Face quickly found an empty room to shove the soldier in and crept upstairs. He was running late. Once he entered the back room he untied the rope that was looped around his stomach.
BA and Hannibal were creeping around the side of the building. Hannibal watched as the guards circled around and headed back to their posts. "Now." He whispered to BA as they slunk towards the building and plastered themselves to the wall. "Where the hell is Face?" he muttered as he watched his clock. The guards would be back in 4 minutes!
BA was muttering to himself while scanning the alley for soldiers. He was going to kill Face if he didn't hurry his punk ass up. Just then the rope hit him on the head. He smiled as he passed it to Hannibal, who wasted no time in scurrying up the wall. One minute… BA turned and dragged himself up the rope. He had just entered the room when the guards turned the corners. Shit he thought as he hauled the rope back up, that was close. He turned to see Hannibal and Face conferring so he quickly strode past them and checked the hallway. The coast was clear.
The three men jogged silently down the stairs, ducking into rooms whenever they heard footsteps. Finally they reached the basement and Hannibal and BA nodded to Face as they slipped down. Face positioned himself across the hall in a little alcove. He scanned the hallways while watching the door, preying to see his team returning.
BA entered the room first and quickly tackled the soldier punching the man tied to the chair. Has he knocked him out his eyes scanned the room. Three other men where in there stunned for the moment. He quickly jumped up and set to work dealing with them while Hannibal slipped past him to the bleeding man.
Hannibal looked at the man who was barely conscious. He looked like he'd taken a real beating. There were slices up his arms and what looked to be a stab mark in his stomach. Hannibal continued to take it in. Bullet wound in the right thigh, missing ring finger on left hand, severe contusion to the back of the head, broken left arm and probably multiple broken ribs. Damn, there was no way he would be able to walk out of here. Hannibal untied him and tried to get him to respond. "Hello. Can you hear me? What's your name? Soldier!"
The man blinked like he was waking up from a dream. "Who are you and how long have I been down here?" he said dazedly. "My name is Captain Nick Tyler and hell I hurt." Hannibal was relieved. He would survive.
"BA. I need you to carry him. Now lets get the hell out of here." BA picked Nick up and slung him over his shoulder, then they turned and raced up the stairs.
Face had been watching the hall for 5 minutes when he heard someone approaching. He stayed hidden in the alcove as the man opened the door. It was the general. Face smiled as he jumped the man from behind. They got in a brief scuffle. Face got hit a few times but managed to shake it off and took the general down. He glanced around to ensure nobody heard them and called reinforcements. It looked clear. Just then Hannibal and BA came racing upstairs carrying the limp body of the soldier.
Hannibal smiled when he saw the unconscious General lying on the floor then glanced at his lieutenant. He frowned when he saw the split lip. He wanted to check it out but knew they didn't have time right now. He waved his men in front of him and took up the rear.
They were only on the second level when they heard the alarm and soldiers started spilling out of rooms. Face did his best to knock out anyone who got in their way while Hannibal fell behind to cover their rear. They stormed out of the stairwell and onto the roof. As they raced across the open area, Murdock was quickly landing the chopper. Face swore as the guards on the neighbouring building started shooting at them and quickly grabbed BA's gun. He dropped to his knee to present a smaller target and started laying down cover for BA and Hannibal.
As Hannibal raced by Face he shouted for him to follow them as they raced towards the landing chopper. He reached it and jumped in to help BA haul the unconscious man in. He then reached for BA's hand. BA stared at him in horror and was backing away. "BA! Get in the chopper!" Hannibal shouted in confusion.
"I can't man. I can't do it. I won't get in that thing." BA shouted back. He was almost hyperventilating. Shit thought Hannibal. I really don't have time for this. He quickly lunged across the space between them and slugged him in the jaw. He caught the big guy as he fell and struggled to get him in the chopper. Then he looked for Face.
Meanwhile, Face was still in the center of the roof shooting at the guards. He had heard Hannibal's order to follow but knew that as soon as he stopped they would be sitting targets. He managed to hit a few men when he heard Hannibal's angry shout. He glanced back to make sure they were all in before he stood and raced to the chopper. He heard the gunshots behind him and instinctively ducked and weaved, praying that he would make it. He was almost there when he felt the shooting pain in his shoulder. The force of the bullet sent him flying forward and he collapsed on the ground a couple of meters from the chopper. He could see Hannibal's horrified Face as the man tried to climb over BA's limp body. Face winced and swore to himself, then he pushed himself to his feet and dove for Hannibal's outstretched hand.
"I've got you kid." Hannibal said before hauling him in. "Murdock! Get this thing in the air!" Hannibal then turned and started firing his gun at the men who had dared shoot his kid. Murdock lifted the chopper and they flew away in a hail of bullets.
