Chapter 11: Bokak, the modern troy and a crafty persuasion.
David fired up the shuttles jet engines, it took off. Gaining altitude, he leveled it off at 40,000ft (12,192 meters) and turned on the autopilot. Turning around to face Aby he said.
"I'm sorry, I should have just taken you to Bokak."
"It's O.K, but why did that guy attack me? I obviously didn't look like I was a classified skip."
"He didn't care, but besides he's going to regret even touching you. When he wakes up he'll have to be sent to an insane asylum, Mount Massive to be exact. It was a mistake to even leave your side."
His face was full of regret and anger. A hour of silence passed. David then spoke up.
"How the hell are just two people supposed to invade an Insurgency prison? We can't just put a team of operatives together without attracting the V8's attention."
Aby felt like she was going to regret coming with David on this 'conquest'. She continued to think about what could happen if they tried to rescue David's cousin. Who was he and how would they even preform the rescue? At this moment the shuttle made contact with tarmac, she had hardly noticed their decent. The shuttle's parachute deployed making the craft lurch. It took only moments for it to stop moving.
"Ok, all out." David said getting out of his seat and opening the hatch. Aby got out of her seat and made her way to the hatch.
"Ladies first." David said with a grin that stretched ear to ear.
It was storming outside, heavy winds and rain.
"Thanks."
Stepping onto the runway Aby was taken back by the sight. Looking around she saw a seemingly clean but underused runway save for a charred spot where something had burned or exploded. The airstrip was complete with a set of hangars, a taxiway and coning tower. Looking in the distance were camouflaged machined on turrets that had a small radio dish. Each one had large boxes on both sides of it. The boxes had holes running through it and one could see cones sticking out.
The entire place look ominous because of the storm, David grabbed Aby's hand and pulled her toward a hug wall of water. The water was hiding an immense building as it washed off the roof of the building. David entered a code into the tungsten blast doors and they inched open allowing them inside from the storm. The doors closed behind them and once closed the place was nothing but black darkness.
"Light" David said. A response was light coming on. One could see that they were on a catwalk that forked and intersected just like a road. It seemed to go on out of sight. Looking below Aby could see nothing but a dimly illuminated abys that got darker as it went down even though light was directly shined into it. It was filled with random machinery of pipes, computer hubs, cables pumps and other things. They were above a complex of machines.
"It's a maze of machinery." she said.
Johnathan had to find a way out of his cell, he could feel that his cousin was back. It was your typical 6'8' cell made from reinforced concrete and cinderblocks. Two guards were standing on the outside on either side of the steel door that had bars for a window. They were armed with standard issued Uzis.
"What if I can trick them, that'll be hard they aren't stupid?" Johnathan got an Idea remembering to a scene of "pirates of the Caribbean" when Jack Sparrow tricks two soldiers to let him grab dead mans cheast.
Poking his head to the window he spoke up.
"Hey, do you even know why you're guarding me?"
"Uh-no." One said
"Would you shoot your gun if you didn't have a reason to shoot it?" The guards looked at each other, then one answered: "Uh…I guess not."
"Are you ever given a reason why you do anything here?"
"Not really…I mean, no one is given a reason why anyone does anything."
At this point Johnathan saw his chance for freedom, he had to act fast and fast talk them before they got to common sense.
"Say how many times have you been told to do something that would immediately be undone? Give me an example."
One turned to face him and spoke up.
"Well, there was this time when they gave me a piece of paper and a pencil. Then they asked me to draw a picture, anything I wanted to draw, and then erase it. I drew a picture erased it then they let me go back to my room and take the day off. They made me do that like forty times."
The other then spoke.
"Once they told me to take a gun, load it then unload it. I had to do that forty times in an hour.
"How often have they made you do stuff like that?"
This time they spoke in unison.
"All the time."
"How do you know this isn't just like that?" Johnathan said craftily
"Ya know, he's right Ken." one said to the other
"Yeah, you're right. Come on, you're getting out of here." The guard said opening the door.
Johnathan was escorted outside the facility and left at the main gate. He stood on the edge of an Ice sheet.
"Where in the world do I go now?"
Pulling out his earpiece phone, which was the only Item he got back from the guards. He called a number he knew well.
"555-246-7382"
The phone was answered immediately.
"Johnathan where are you?" Came his cousin's voice.
"An ice sheet. I managed to get my way outside the facility, via trickery."
"I swear you're crafty. I'm sending a Valkyrie your way now, get ready it's on its way to drop a drilling Tzar onto the base you're at and will only stay landed for 2 minutes."
"Hurry that thing up man it's freezing here."
"Ok."
With that David hung up, Johnathan still wondered where he had been and what was happening. Why were the drilling Tzars being deployed? What was going on?
"What are you up to, where the hell have you been and why is this happening?" He said.
Johnathan decided to take shelter by some ice formation that stuck up out of the ground like large rocks do in the ground. A snow storm was rolling in with thick fog covering the ground. Soon an ear shattering sonic boom could be heard and a huge jet flew out of the mist right overhead of Johnathan touching down and stopping after 400ft. Johnathan had to get to it quick. Running as fast as he could. He remembered seeing the first one. This was just a nuclear powered copy of the original. Finally making it to the ladder, he had to climb up a twenty foot ladder just to get into the cockpit. As soon as he was in the cockpit door closed the cabin pressurized and the craft started to move forward. Nearby SAMs and radars had already alerted a security force witch was right on the great white jets tail. "Sorry guy's" Johnathan said as he reached for the throttle stick. He threw it forward, balls to the walls, white hot air not flames roared out the back of the taxiing jet scorching those who were behind. The great white jet took to the skies whilst dropping its 30 ton tunneling payload. Being held into the seat by acceleration Johnathan saw the Mach meter slowly inch up and stop just under Mach seven and the altitude was inching near toward 50,000ft (15,240 meters) then it leveled off.
Then a light on the HUD appeared that read "GOGLES NOW!" grabbing the goggles from under the seat Johnathan snapped the welders goggles onto his face. After a few moment a huge flash occurred the sky. The clear blue turned dark and was lit up by a white incandescent glow streaking from the ground behind him. Moments later a shock wave hit the craft, felt like an earthquake, the entire craft shuttered and shook, groaning of titanium-stainless steel honeycombed wings under vibrational stress. He could have sworn that it flipped tail over in a stall at least once. The Craft started to plummet toward an icy doom, the wings no longer generated any lift so the craft couldn't fly. Due to the shaking and stresses the nuclear reactor shut down so power to the engines was cut. The engines thrust went down and the Jet went into a slow glide toward the ground. Looking behind him Johnathan saw a massive crater where the C.I facility once was. But there was no mushroom cloud, no fireball, and no fallout. Just a massive hole at least four miles in diameter and a half mile deep.
"What the hell?!" He said aloud.
The Craft took two minutes to descend to 10,000 feet then the reactor came back online, and the engines fired back up. Johnathan decided that he would stay at 10,000. Turning the craft around toward the Philippines he found he was in Antarctica. Throttling up he made the craft inch up to Mach 3 but kept it there due to the craft groaning in protest to the stresses.
"I just flew in a fucking nuclear blast!" He screamed with surprise.