MacDougall and Paul headed inside, the inside was climate controlled and had numerous guards patrolling the main area.
"There's a guy heading this way, I'll take him" MacDougall said.
The guard walked into the main area where MacDougall leaned around the corner and fired 3 shots from his MP killing the guard. MacDougall took point and walked cautiously down the short corridor. Paul followed behind looking behind him at times. They reached the main area, that was patrolled by 3 guards with SMGs.
"Shit, looks like we got trouble. Take out the lone bastard standing at the terminal, I'll handle the other two. Paul crept up behind the guard and performed a non leathal chokehold. MacDougall fired 6 shots at the two patroling guards killing them, they fell to the ground simultaneously. MacDougall walked over to the terminal to access it.
"Ah blast, it's in Russian" MacDougall said.
"Well shit, call Martinov to come translate it" Paul said.
MacDougall called Wallace.
"Yeah Roman, we located some intel, but it's in Russian" MacDougall said.
"No problem I'll load it on to a USB and take it back to our safehouse, I'm sure Martinov will translate it" Wallace said.
After surveying the rest of the warehouse, MacDougall opened up the back door where Wallace and Monique entered.
"We found a shit ton of weapons and computer equipment" Paul said.
"Great, I'll call Martinov and have his guys secure this place. Arakelian is out of a safehouse" Wallace said.
An hour later Martinov and some Russian agents secured the area.
"Great job friends, I'll see what my men can get from this terminal, I'll see you tomorrow" Martinov said driving off in a silver Lamborghini Murcielago.
"Great job guys, now that the safehouse is secured, Arakelian cant store his info there, We'll be closer to getting Arakelian" Wallace said.
April 11 09:30 AM.
Pushkin, Russia.
The next morning MacDougall awoke got dressed putting on a dark blue dress shirt with black khaki pants and his usual combat boots. MacDougall inserted his Colt M11911 into his holster. And headed downstairs to the dining room. There Monique sat there, her hair tied in a ponytail wearing a black t shirt with jeans and high heel boots looking rather attractive.
"Good morning Monique" MacDougall greeted.
"And good morning to you too" She said back.
Just then Paul walked in wearing his usual trench coat with blue jeans and a white shirt.
"Wallace called, and it looks like the cars that we picked for this mission were delivered" Paul said.
"Great, been dying to do some racing" MacDougall said.
"Well we aint here for that, we're to take out a group of terrorists not break laws and race" Wallace said walking in.
"So we were able to translate everything on the computer terminal. And it gave us a location on where Arakelian is supposed to be" Wallace said again.
"Great because It was getting boring waiting around" MacDougall said.
"He's holed up in some compound outside of St. Petersburg. Lots of security and we need to bust him alive got it? Wallace said.
"Affirmative" MacDougall said.
MacDougall got in the black Aston Martin V12 and revved the engine.
"Almost like the DB9 I have back home" MacDougall thought.
Paul got in the Mustang followed by Monique in the Subaru Impreza.
Roman got in the passanger seat of the V12. And they drove off.
"So Arakelian is holed up at a safehouse in a rural area out side the city" Wallace said.
"Must be running scared since he probably knows about his warehouse being compromised" Paul said.
"How bad must this guy be? I mean if he's hiding behind all this security he shouldn't be that tough" Monique said.
"Oh believe me, this guy was an ex KGB, he has to know some combat training" Wallace said.
"I hope we can get this done soon, I got a stuff back home to take care of" Paul said.
"You got family?" Wallace asked.
"A pregnant wife who's due in a few months, what about you?" Paul asked.
"A wife and two boys, 6 and 9. What about you MacDougall any wives, or kids?" Wallace asked.
"Heh, no wives or children that I know of." MacDougall said.
"I just have my parents and my brother" Monique said.
"We're almost there last one there buys the first round" MacDougall said speeding up.
"Oh I'll give you a head start" Paul said with a cocky tone.
"Both of you will be eating my dust" Monique said.
The three raced through the streets of St. Petersburg dodging traffic and civilians
"What the hell, how are we gonna explain to police about this if we get stopped?" Wallace asked.
"Just having some fun here Roman" MacDougall said.
Paul passed him up.
"Keep up grandpa" Paul said through the radio.
"Cheeky little bastard" MacDougall said gunning the engine.
"Move over!" Monique said passing MacDougal up.
They raced to the location, that Wallace gave them.
"Slow down everybody" Wallace said.
"Ok fine, the race is off" MacDougall said.
"Good" Wallace said.
"Ha, Fools" MacDougall laughed as he sped by Monique and Paul arriving at the location.
"I said no more racing, you moron you'll give us away" Wallace said annoyed.
Monique arrived followed by Paul.
"You dirty rat you cheated" Monique said puching him in the arm.
"Nice trick asshat" Paul said sarcastically.
This is where Arakelian is supposed to be.
The safehouse was a two story home with a barbed wire fence and numerous guards patrolling the yard. Just then a black Mercedes Benz CLK500 drove inside. A man In his mid 40s came out. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie and had his black hair comed back.
"Positive ID on Arakelian" Wallace said looking through his binoculars.
"Ok lets move in and take him out" MacDougall said.
"Remember we need Arakelian alive, he's no good to us dead" Wallace said.