Tonight Von Richter Sleeps in Hell: Part 5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Adrian and Lucas were sitting at their usual table at the café, talking about the usual topics, over their usual dishes for dinner. The only thing different this evening was that Adrian head was centered in a sniper's crosshairs. "Man, if that asshole wasn't a witness for Von Richter's trial, his head would have exploded like a ripe watermelon by now." Mumbled the sniper to his companion, as they waited on top of an apartment block opposite the café.
Meanwhile, the HUMVEE swerved into a deserted alley. The HUMVEE skidded to a stop and the Marines inside leapt out and climbed up a fire escape onto the roof of the apartment. "How many f***ing times are we going to climb fire escapes, I feel like some kind of goddamned fireman. I hate urban warfare." Griped the first marine to his sniper counter-part. "Quit yapping, I got to hear your stupid complaints AND carry a damn twenty pound sniper rifle up five stories of rusted fire escape. Do the USMC and me a favor. SHUT UP. " Growled the sniper as they headed towards the edge of the flat roof. "Okay, LT told us that the target's apartment window was four windows up and three windows to the left." "You mean that cracked window over there?" Asked the first marine again as he pointed to Cybersix's apartment window. "That's it. Let's make ourselves disappear." The sniper and his partner concealed themselves behind a water tank.
"I got to go, Lucas, see you tomorrow." Said Adrian as he got up and went out of the café and walked down the road. " Sir, Subject has left the café, should we pursue?" "Negative, fallback to base for briefing, now." "Sir yes sir." Replied the Marine mechanically. "Hey Tower, LT wants us to come home, let's beat it!"
"Right on." Replied his fellow marine. The Marines once again slid down the ladder to the ground.
Adrian took out his key and inserted it into the lock. He turned the key and opened the door to his apartment. "Sir, target is spotted, he is entering the apartment, standing by." Adrian Siedelman removed his glasses, undid his hair and…
"We have visual confirmation that target is Cybersix, standing by."
"I feel like some kind of pervert." muttered the Marine sniper to his friend as they crouched behind the water tank.
"Nice figure." Came the reply from the other Marine.
"Quit staring, you dirty f***. We got a job to do."
Suddenly, the sniper's tactical radio crackled. "This is Command, attract Cybersix's attention, you may use your weapons but do not kill or injure her. Once she follows you, proceed to Point B and await extraction." The Sniper fumbled and brought his radio to his lips. "Are you sure Sir?"
"Sure as hell, get her." Came the reply. The sniper and the Marine exchanged looks and shrugged.
"Orders are orders." Said the sniper. With great skill, the sniper aimed his H&K G3 sniper rifle at the window and in a split second, he shifted the dial of the gun from safe to auto slowly with his left thumb. He held his breath, took aim and squeezed the trigger.
Cybersix was sitting on her bed fully dressed in her night outfit, putting on her black high heels. Suddenly, without warning, the window shattered. Cybersix instinctively jumped off her bed and hugged the floor as the G3's 7.62mm bullets stitched a line across her bed, bringing up puffs of foam stuffing. Cybersix quickly crawled across the floor to the window. Looking slowly out of the window, she saw the Marine sniper in a firing position with his G3. She ducked her head as a single 7.62 round hit her mirror, shattering it. The sound of breaking glass was deafening. Cybersix ears were ringing as she poked her head up again. This time the Sniper had his G3 pointing downwards, but his left hand was formed into an unmistakable salute with his middle finger. Another Marine was shouting vulgarities at her. "Come on you f***ing bitch! Try and f*** us. Bet you don't have the f***ing guts to f*** us, the f***ing Marines. My f***ing grandmother can f*** better than you, you dumb f***!" Cybersix didn't hear the entire message, but she got the gist. Burning with anger, she quickly slipped on her high heels and leapt out of her apartment and onto the roof where the Marines were.
By the time she had landed onto the roof, the Marines had already sprinted down the row of roofs and were scurrying away like naughty children. Cybersix pursued them as they began a high-speed and high-rise chase through the rooftops of Merdiana. As they approached a flat rooftop of an office building, the Marines leapt off the edge. Cybersix ran towards a ledge and looked down. Nothing.
The Marines had actually had swung down and landed through the windows onto the last floor of the building. The Marines got up from the carpeted floor, dusted themselves and saluted the Lieutenant as he came into the room. "Is she up there?" Asked the Lieutenant, motioning with his finger. "Sir, she's up there alright, trying to find us and kick our asses because she's pissed." Grinned the sniper evilly. The Lieutenant's radio crackled. "She's in our foresights Sir. Time to rock and roll!"
Back on the roof, Cybersix was still looking down wondering where the heck were those stupid men. She turned around and saw Data 7 landing nimbly in front of her. " Gee Data 7, you heard those shots as well?" She squatted down and rubbed Data 7's head. Two hundred meters away…
"That bitch is now petting her oversized kitty's head, should I let loose Sir?"
"Affirmative. DO NOT, I repeat DO NOT fire directly at the target and that goddamned pussy cat." Crackled the Lieutenant's voice over the radio.
The Sergeant was with two privates and Corporal Wade, the platoon's medic. He quickly relayed the message to twelve other Marines, who were in four different groups, which in turn were scattered around the area. "Okay boys, weapons are hot, just don't pump the target and her cat with bullets." Ordered the sergeant. After that, he nodded to the two other Marines next to him, drew out his M-16 while the two other Marines hoisted an M60 heavy machine gun onto the top of the water tank they were hiding behind. The sergeant cocked his rifle and the two marines followed suit. The sergeant took aim and fired, the combined firepower of the two weapons tracing a line of bullets towards Cybersix.
Cybersix jumped away as the bullets tore apart the place she was standing on a few second ago. Before the sounds of the first shots had faded, other Marines armed with similar weapons started firing. Cybersix leapt left and right as she ran towards the only place that seemed not to be covered by the crazed trigger-happy commandos. She ran southwards towards the sea. The Sergeant did not reload after his magazine had been depleted, seeing that Cybersix had fled southwards. He had achieved his mission objectives.
"Hey Stan, target is fleeing towards your helos. She's all yours, bud."
"Hear ya loud and clear Rick." Replied Sergeant Stanley Hendrickson as he signaled the pilot sitting next to him to take the chopper into the air. The two MH-60 NightHawk helicopters took off from the warehouse car park and into the air, heading towards Cybersix's position.
Cybersix and Data 7 had landed on a rooftop of a bakery and were taking in deep breaths in an attempt to relax. She could feel her heart thumping, and a large updraft was blowing down the back of her neck. Wait a minute, hearts don't produce wind. Cybersix spun around and found herself facing the nose of a NightHawk helicopter a few meters away from her. In a split second, Cybersix had jumped away from the spot she was standing on as a salvo of 7.62mm bullets pockmarked the roof of the bakery. Cybersix leapt onto the next rooftop as a second helicopter flew down like a bird of prey with Cybersix as the prey. Cybersix dodged left and right as the M60s riddled the roof with gunfire. Bits of cement, plaster and debris were shot up. Cybersix turned sharply to her left and the helicopter overshot. Unfortunately, the first helicopter had caught up and was now chasing her. "That bitch sure can run." Commented the Sergeant as he watched the entire chase through his binoculars. He picked up his radio. "The target's going straight at our snipers, keep it that way, Stan."
"Copy that Rick, that bitch ain't going anywhere else." Little did Cybersix know that she was running straight into the Marine snipers whose mission was to take her down…
"This is Rifle One-One, I have acquired the target, standing by for further orders."
"This Rifle One-Two, I have also acquired target."
"This is Rifle Two-One, target is in my sights."
"Rifle Two-Two reporting, I got a lock on the target."
"This is Command, Execute! Execute! Execute!"
The four snipers heard the order. They immediately took aim and fired, their tranquilizer guns making a soft puff sound unlike their high-powered bullet firing counterparts. Cybersix wondered when they would stop chasing her. "If I continue like this, I'm going to collapse from exhaustion, is that what they want?" Thought Cybersix tiredly, as she ran in a zigzag fashion, dodging the occasional 7.62mm bullet fired from the helicopters, which were still in the air following her, keeping at a constant speed.
Suddenly, Cybersix saw a flash coming from a distance, but she was too slow and too tired to dodge the dart that came after it. The dart embedded itself into the back of her neck. A second dart, shot by another marine sniper, hit her a split second later in her right thigh. Data 7 was hit in the left hindquarter and the stomach. Cybersix staggered and tripped over Data 7 as both of them collapsed onto the ground.
"Okay boys, we got her!" shouted the Sergeant as he got up from his hiding place. The Marines came out from their respective hiding places and converged around Cybersix and Data7. Wade bent down and checked Cybersix's and Data 7's pulse before giving his verdict. "They're still alive. Phew, didn't overdose the darts, we got three hours till they wake up." Announced the medic as he stood up. "Okay boys, let's pack up and get the hell outta here before the locals find us." Barked the Sergeant, as the Marines lifted Cybersix and Data 7 into the Nighthawks. Then the Marines flew off, leaving only empty bullet casings on the rooftop battlefield of Meridiana.