Bucky and Frank shot down the cartel baddies without hesitation. They were quiet too. Shield made the best firearms in the world. Logan growled softly a few times; likely because he wanted the baddies for himself. Cap didn't doubt there would be plenty for him to hit.
They reached a building corner of the compound. Bucky "you guys are on your own now." Logan "about damn time." Cap smiled a little at Logan's eagerness. They were here to do a job. To further enable Logan to do what he wanted cap hand signaled for him to take point. Logan liked the idea and didn't protest.
Logan led the way forward. Cap right behind. Logan stopped and suddenly went low. Cap matched him. Then Logan resumed forward movement again. He then stopped again and had only one claw on one hand slowly unsheathe. Cap waited. This was Logan's call as point man.
Cap spotted the sentry movement. That was the baddie no doubt that Logan had picked up. Cap wouldn't even have to move in. And he could always throw the shield if they needed a range attack of some kind.
Logan then surged off into the darkness. Shortly later cap heard a violent gasp followed by a blade crossing flesh. Then a soft thud. Cap stayed crouched. Logan returned. "Ya coming or what?" Cap scoffed and followed after him. He saw the dead baddie and what was left of him.
There were still a few guard patrols they needed to hit before they got to where Salazar was proper. Ordinary hitters would just go for the top baddie to lessen the inherent risk involved. For supers like these new howlers they could better take the time to eliminate as many as possible. It helped cripple them more. There would always be more but they could decimate them too. That would buy America more time. And that was always good.
Logan ran at two in the darkness and slashed them down. This caught the attention of others and they closed in. They called out for them but none responded. Cap and Logan took up flanking positions in the darkness and drew in four more. Two apiece it seemed.
Cap struck first. An upward shield blow to a baddie's chin to snap his neck. Logan's claws slashed down into the face of his first. Cap shield struck the rifle from the hands of the next thug before slugging him hard enough to shatter his neck. He just dropped. Logan slashed the chest of his last thug to dirt nap him too.
"Howler 3 this is howler actual do you copy." "Good copy actual," said Bucky. Cap "we're moving towards the main target structure now." "Understood. Good hunting."
Logan resumed point. As howler 2 Logan was team second. Frank howler 4. That was based on overall experience. Logan had the most experience by far but all agreed cap was the best leader.
They reached the target door. Alarms sounded. Logan "just freaking great." Cap shrugged. Cap was now the strongest. He struck the door with his shield; his angel strength went into the blow. The door flew inward. Logan resumed point.
The baddies appeared from all directions and fired. Logan took hits but leaped into a group and slashed away. Cap shield blocked some rounds while doing some fancy moves to close the gap. Soon he was at them and bashed away. Bones snapped and baddies dropped as the two super howlers did their job here.
The baddies cried one after another as the howler assaulters did vicious things to them. These baddies had been so used to hurting innocents and getting away with it. For too long this had happened. Finally some sense of justice had come. And it wasn't gonna end soon. The howling commandos, the true and original ones, were back in action from ww2. And they were back with a mission and a vengeance.
Evil everywhere had to be terrified. And they would be; before the howlers came and killed them.
Cap and Logan killed their last set of baddies before going upstairs. Logan smelled and heard the others; cap similar via angel senses. They pinned down Salazar. He was at the top of the building. He had hostages. Likely women he used as shields for something like this.
They pushed on; they engaged another group of thugs. Cap didn't throw his shield in the close quarters. Choosing rather to keep it with him. Logan lifted a thug off the ground with his claws in his gut and body slammed him into a glass table to shatter it. Cap did his unique fighting style to send thugs crashing in different directions. Melee was what they did and they were proving it again.
There was a time when talk and sitting at the table was the right way to go. But in cap's experience, he believed this, force application, was still the best way to get results. It was the Orwellian rough man approach; but that's who they were. Those they protected would never understand it but it didn't matter. There was job that had to be done and it was being done.
They reached the master bedroom. There Salazar had a detonator in his hand; and two hookers with bomb vests on.
"Don't even think about it," he warned them. He held up the detonator. "Deadman switch. I drop. Bitches go bye bye."
The howlers stayed back but ready. For now Salazar won.