"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." –Edmund Burke.
The following takes place between 7:00 P.M. and 8:00 P.M.
Jack Bauer led the TAC teams to the roof where they loaded up on four UH1 helicopters. They took off in record time and while three of them flew towards the coordinates provided by Ingram the one Jack was in followed the homing beacon in Mac's vehicle. He knew he turned it back on for a reason. Perhaps he would get Kim to that vehicle and use it to get her out of there.
"Curtis, this is Jack," he spoke over the radio as his MP5 dangled around his neck. "We're tracking Mac's car."
"Roger, Jack," Curtis replied. "Look's like it just entered the industrial park he told you about. He was right, Jack. Those numbers match the coordinates perfectly and judging from infrared satellite there's a lot of activity going on there. But there's no active evidence of any radiation."
"So they could've moved the bomb already?"
"Maybe, we don't know. But I think we've located Kim's position in the main building on the second floor." Curtis nodded over to Jenkins. "We're uploading the map to your PDA now."
"Thanks I've got it."
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Mac parked the Hummer in the warehouse and he and the Russians dismounted. "You see those windows on the second floor?" Bratchenko nodded. "When you see a red light crash the party."
"No problem."
"Oh, and make sure nothing happens to my wheels, okay?"
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Inside her world of cold darkness Kim was becoming more panicked as she heard the guard pacing around her. She could feel his lecherous eyes all over her and thought that at any moment he would rape her.
Mac, using a wire cutter from the Hummer, cut a hole in the fence close to a utility shed. He crawled from the shed along some pipes that led right past an un-guarded door way. Thankfully whatever power was running to the building was minimal and the corridors were sparsely lit and the bulbs that did light the halls blinked randomly. He was able to get up the stairs to the second floor without being heard or seen.
Down to his right he found the room he assumed Kim was in. No guard was outside so he presumed there was one inside. He pressed an ear against the door and heard the sickening sound of a woman groaning in disgust. Fueled by utter rage he screwed the suppressor onto his 1911, stood up and prepared to kick the wooden door in.
Inside her dark world Kim struggled against the groping of her attacker. She moaned and screamed as rough hands tried to force open her shirt and pants. "Calm down, you bitch," her attacker growled as he slapped her. "You'll enjoy it whether you like it or-" From out of the blue she heard a door fly open. She heard what sounded like twin bursts of air and suddenly the whole weight of her attacker fell on top of her followed by a sound of pieces of metal falling onto the floor.
The weight was removed forcefully and she heard a loud thud on the floor. She suddenly felt another pair of hands grasp her shoulders. She flailed and screamed against them but the grip held firm. "Kim, Kim calm down!" A familiar voice called to her from the world beyond her blindfold. "It's me, Kim." Her blindfold was pulled down from her eyes and her gaze met the most comforting face she could have ever hoped to see. Brown hair and brown/hazel eyes adorned the head and she knew who it was. Her gag was removed and she breathed a much needed sigh of relief.
"Mac," she exhaled. "I didn't expect to see you here."
"CTU is on the way." He cut the duct tape binding her hands and was about to stand when she threw her arms around his neck. "Its okay, Kim." He patted the back of her head gently and stroked her hair for a few seconds. "I'm getting you out of here." He retrieved the guard's gun, a Walther P-38, and moved to the window and gave three flashes from a red flashlight. "Let's get you out of here before it gets too hot."
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"That's the signal!" Bratchenko announced. "Kiryl!" An explosion erupted from the opposite end of the compound destroying a series of parked vans. Another explosion tore a cluster of fuel barrels apart and sending three rocketing into the air. As the terrorists were drawn away from the front, Kolya and his men slipped into the compound through Mac's entrance. The twin explosions however were too close to other flammable areas of the abandoned refinery and soon the fires began to spread dangerously.
"Look!" The pilot of Jack's helicopter called out as a ball of flame shot into the sky.
"Oh my god," Jack moaned.
As Mac got Kim outside Kolya and his men were in a firefight with terrorists firing from inside the building. As he escorted Kim to the hole in the fence bullets impacted the ground and pipes behind them. When they got to the hole he handed her the Walther. "Across the road is a warehouse," he pointed down the fence line. "You'll find a CTU Hummer inside. Get out of here, Kim."
"What about you?" She asked as he turned away.
"I've got to find Ivan. And stop them from moving a bomb. The Hummer has a GPS tracker; CTU will know where it is and they'll find you. Now go."
"No, I want to stay with you!" she argued.
"Kim, I've got to go back in." He said looking into her eyes. "I'm probably not going to survive this. But I swore to your father that I'd get you back alive even if it killed me." Her expression turned to that of fear. "I have to do this Kim."
"But, Mac-" Kim argued.
"Ivan and his cohorts cannot succeed, Kim. I have to stop them." The look in her eyes pleaded with him not to go. "You cannot stay here, Kim. Go. Go to your father. You're the only family he has left." She finally nodded and as he turned to go back inside she put a hand on his shoulder. She stroked his cheek and quickly gave him a soft kiss on the opposite cheek and started off into the woods. Ingram watched her slink into the woods for a few seconds before he turned back looking for trouble.
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"This is chopper one," the lead chopper reported in as more fountains of flame arched into the post-dusk sky. "We're setting down on the roof."
"Chopper two, we're fast roping into the train yard."
"Chopper three, we're touching down in the rear pump area."
"Pilot," Jack said stepping forward. "Put us on the roof of that warehouse! That's where the GPS signal is coming from." The pilot nodded and maneuvered for the building.
Down on the ground Mac regrouped with Kolya and his team. "Ivan is probably inside," Mac said as he led them back inside the building. Kolya motioned for them to take the lower level while they searched the second floor. On the fourth floor the CTU TAC team engaged with the panicked terrorists inside. On the opposite end another team crossed the train yard and was busy taking the tin shed. Meanwhile the third team was engaged in a firefight with the main contingency of gunmen and Jack led his team down from the warehouse roof to the CTU Hummer leaving a pair of snipers on the roof to provide cover when they crossed the road.
When Mac and Kolya reached the second floor they were met by a group of terrorists who were rapidly dropped by Mac's pistol and Kolya's AK. Down the hall, Mac saw Ivan running off. "There he is!" Mac shouted as he and Kolya ran down the hall. When they entered the room where Ivan had rushed into they found it over looked a series of pumps. On the first floor Kolya's men were exchanging fire with more terrorists. Ivan fired an Uzi over his shoulder at his pursuers as explosions from pockets of fuel exploded from the floor below. Kolya was hit in the legs but Mac was uninjured. Above them some more terrorists opened up on them but Kolya held them back with his rifle.
"Go!" He shouted to Mac who took off after Ivan as he exchanged fire with the enemies below the catwalk. He had to reload halfway. As he neared the end of the catwalk he dropped a pair of terrorists and reloaded his pistol as he jumped over the corpses. He kicked in a door to a short hallway as he continued the pursuit.
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Kim darted across the road and towards the warehouse as a spotlight shone down on her from one of the CTU choppers. A small war was still being waged inside the refinery compound behind her. "Federal Agents," the chopper called to her as she ran across the road. "Stop where you are! Drop your weapon and put your hands on your head!" She burst through the doors and into the warehouse to be greeted by half-a-dozen MP5's.
"DROP THE WEAPON!" Several voices barked at her as she froze in her tracks.
"Hold your fire!" Jack Bauer ordered as he rushed forward. "Kim!"
"Dad!" She rushed into his arms shedding tears of joy. "Mac saved me."
"I know, Kim," he grabbed a pair of the TAC members. "Get her away from here."
"Yes, sir."
"Dad, Mac went back inside after Ivan. We can't let him die!"
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Mac tracked Ivan far from the gunfire to a pipe laden roof. On the way he defended himself from more terrorists leaving him with only one full magazine on his belt and another loaded in the grip. He trained the venerable .45 caliber pistol across the roof in one hand and an LED flashlight in the other. He left the suppressor on the weapon to increase its accuracy. "Here Ivan, Ivan, Ivan," he called to his nemesis. "There's no way out. You might as well come out and fight, comrade."
"Gladly," Ivan said before he appeared from behind and fired a ten millimeter pistol in Mac's direction. Mac dropped below the rounds and returned fire he then losing three rounds at Ivan who dodged them ducking behind a vent. He rolled to his right and sat up behind a large cluster of broken pipes. The gunfire inside the building and over the entire compound began to die down.
"Federal Agents," the choppers overhead broadcasted. "Thrown down your weapons; you're all under arrest!"
"You hear that, Ivan?" Mac called out as they played cat and mouse on the roof, trading occasional pot shots. The CTU choppers buzzed the building occasionally shining their lights onto the roof. "It's over, buddy."
"Not for me, Mac," Ivan replied as he reloaded. "But it will be for you."
"Maybe. But I'll be taking you down with me." He darted from behind the pipes and fired on Ivan as he ducked behind another vent. He dumped his empty magazine and slapped his last eight rounds into the weapon. "Maybe we should draw! You know! High noon?"
"You always were a cowboy!" Ivan shouted as he fired the last of his ammo at Mac. Mac turned around and fired at Ivan as he darted behind many vents. When he was out of ammo he sprinted after the smuggler. As he neared the Russian as CTU chopper shone it's searchlight onto them.
He caught him just as he reached the edge of the roof. He slammed into him so hard they both fell off the roof and onto a catwalk leading to a platform adjacent to the building. The platform and the pipes leading to it were already starting to burn as more explosions erupted inside the building.
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Jack and his team ran along the outside of the building as the surviving terrorists were brought out from the building and frisked. "The building is clear sir!" The leader of one of the teams shouted to Bauer. "The place is unstable and could explode any minute!"
"No sign of Agent Fuchs?"
"No sir!"
"Sir," one of his team pointed to a burning platform. Jack looked up and, bathed in the spotlights of two choppers he saw Mac fighting in hand to hand combat with Kim's kidnapper.
Ivan was wielding a four foot long, one inch steel pipe while Ingram held his knife in his right hand. He ducked under a swing from Ivan, bounded off the railing and kicked him outside the head. Ivan stumbled back and swung the pipe around knocking once more. Mac responded by grasping the pole and twisted it out of Ivan's hands. The two got up close and personal as they traded kicks, knees and punches.
At one point, as Mac tried to stab Ivan in the gut Ivan took hold of his wrists and gradually twisted the knife free and forced the blade free. But Mac was not out of the fight. He pummeled Ivan in the face as they fell onto the catwalk. The platform was rocked as the pipes connecting it to the building began exploding. They grappled on the catwalk, pummeling each other's face and gut as the platform shook and began to heat up.
"MAC!" Jack yelled to the younger agent. "Get out of there!"
Mac didn't hear him. Instead he and Ivan got back on their feet and resumed their duel. Ivan fought in a boxing manner and Mac fought with a modified form of Tae Kwon Do. Mac kicked Ivan back against a series of pipes. By this time, both were bleeding from their eyebrows, noses and lips. Mac was also cut along his right eyebrow which would probably scar when it healed. "End of the line for you, Ivan," Mac said as he picked up a three inch pipe. As he went to bash Ivan the Russian opened a vent that loosed extremely hot steam right into Mac's face. Mac howled as the steam scalded his face and neck, dropping the pipe. Ivan picked up the pipe and slammed it into Mac's gut and back, damaging the Kevlar vest he was wearing.
Mac fell to his knees and as Ivan went to bash his head in Mac delivered a sweep kick to Ivan's legs. Ivan fell backwards onto a broken pipe that burst through his back and chest cleaving his heart in two. Mac rose back to his feet and looked down as Ivan's eye's glazed over and rolled back into his head.
An explosion rocked the platform and the flames began to rage. The stairs to the ground below broke away leaving Mac without an escape. Except for…Jack looked on as the platform exploded sending burning oil into the air. The fireball was large enough to see across the city. "MAC!"
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