Mikasa Ackerman clucked her tongue in disgust. "Great. This is just great," she muttered.
She is looking at her team's black MH-6 Little Bird helicopter. The two-seater was forced to land on a grassy field after suffering from mechanical failure. The access panels are open, exposing the Rolls-Royce M250 turboshaft engine and other parts. Hoses, screws and tools are scattered on the grass as Mina Carolina and Nac Tius are busy fixing the chopper.
"What the heck is the problem?" Mikasa demanded.
"The golden BB theory is true, boss," Mina replied. "It is not the massive attack that will get you, it is the one lucky shot. Apparently one bullet went in the engine compartment. Luckily, only the hoses were damaged and not the engine itself."
"Can you fix it?" Mikasa asked.
"We can, boss," Nac said. "We just have to replace the hoses, good thing we packed some spares."
Mina shrugged. "Maybe we can tell Langley to put some Kevlar on the engine compartment."
"Later. How long can you guys fix this thing?"
"Around an hour or two, boss," Nac replied.
Mikasa shook her head. "We don't have much time. We have to proceed even without air support. Mylius, stay here and protect Mina and Nac. Tom, Sam and Franz, we'll proceed to the port."
The men nodded in agreement. Mikasa, Thomas, Samuel, and Franz boarded one of the Ford Expeditions. Sam is the one on the driver seat, Mikasa is riding shotgun.
Mikasa lifted her FN SCAR-H and chambered a round. "Let's go!"
Port of Roanapur
Benny braked his Pontiac GTO hard, nearly sending the passengers crashing on the windshield. The doors flew open, Dutch dismounted clutching a Remington 870 .12 gauge shotgun followed by Revy with a Mini-Uzi on her right hand. Her left arm is heavily bandaged and hanging on a sling. Rock, Benny and Jane also got out of the car, pistols on their hands.
Dutch was relieved to see the World War II-vintage Elco PT Boat on the dock. The old lady is still impressive, even though she has the scars from her countless battles and adventures. The team quickly run towards the Black Lagoon when suddenly, a black car appeared from behind stacks of container vans.
Revy didn't hesitate when she saw the gun barrels poking from the open windows of the car. She aimed her Uzi with one hand and held the trigger. The rapid rate of fire of the Israeli-made submachine gun somehow compensated for its lack of accuracy at long distances. 9mm rounds stitched on the windshield of the car, turning the inside red with blood. The gunman riding shotgun snapped back as bullets obliterated his features, his comrade suffered the same fate milliseconds later.
At the same time, Dutch heard another car coming from the other side. He swung his shotgun and pulled the trigger as the car appeared. The massive recoil of the .12 gauge Federal rifled slug sent the stock of the Remington digging on his shoulder. A baseball-sized hole appeared on the windshield of the second car, the head of the driver disappeared in a mist of blood and brains. Dutch racked the pump on the shotgun and delivered another shot, this time smashing into the left front wheel on the car. The sudden shift of momentum flipped the car head over heels, crashing on its roof in the pavement.
"Benny, Rock, Jane! Go to the Lagoon! Get out of here!" Dutch ordered.
"What about you?" asked Benny.
"We'll kill the bastards," Revy answered as she reloads her Uzi.
"We'll meet you at the ramp!" Dutch replied.
Benny, Rock and Jane ran towards the Black Lagoon as gunfire suddenly erupted from the container vans. Bullets smashed on concrete and steel as Dutch and Revy ran towards Benny's GTO. Dutch quickly boarded the driver seat while Revy leaped on the backseat. The black badass started the engine and the muscle car roared forward.
Two cars chased after the GTO. The gunmen opened fire with their submachine guns, some slugs hitting the trunk of the muscle car. The rear window spiderwebed as bullets crashed into it but didn't penetrate. Revy grabbed the M4A1 carbine from floor of the car. She kicked the rear window of the GTO, sending it flying away. She returned fire, pumping 5.56mm rounds with one hand at the enemy and forcing them to zigzag on the road to avoid her bullets.
"Shit!" Dutch said as he saw another vehicle pulled up in front of the GTO, this time a big SUV. Men dressed in commando gear dismounted from the SUV, followed by a woman with a mean-looking rifle.
Dutch sharply banked the GTO as the Titan team opened fire. The muscle car protested as the brakes squeal but it made the sharp turn and headed towards a warehouse. Metal crunched as the car impacted the gate of the warehouse and went through like it was made of cardboard.
Mikasa ran towards the warehouse windows, firing her SCAR-H at the blitzing muscle car. The battle rifle threw massive 7.62mm NATO slugs. But the GTO is too fast, her bullets hit only concrete. The cars chasing the GTO also went inside the warehouse, firing at the Titan team as they pass.
"Boss!" Thomas yelled as they boarded the Expedition. Mikasa also returned to the SUV as they gave chase.
Revy ducked as another bullet came too close for comfort. She can't aim her rifle effectively with one arm. But there is another weapon she can use. Revy took an M67 hand grenade from the glove box of the car and she pulled the pin. She popped the spoon and waited for three seconds and then tossed the grenade outside the window. The explosive rolled on the floor and detonated as one of the cars ran over it. The shockwave lifted the car and tossed it in a ball of flames.
It was a hollow victory, however. Heavy caliber rounds shook the GTO, probably 7.62mm coming from the CIA's battle rifle. Suddenly, the car stopped as it hits a concrete pillar. Dutch quickly threw the car in reverse. As he was doing that, he saw a gangster appearing on a window. Dutch drew his S&W Model 629 revolver and fired, hitting the gangster with a .44 Magnum slug in the face.
Dutch shifted gears and stepped on the pedal as hard as he can. The muscle car shot like a rocket, going straight into an concrete wall.
"Dutch!" Revy screamed in horror as they were about to smash into the wall.
The GTO crashed into the masonry and went through in an explosion of dust and concrete. Sunlight bathed the GTO as they exited the warehouse.
"Benny's gonna be pissed," Dutch remarked as the GTO is being demolished.
Now back on the port, they quickly saw gangsters on top of container vans, firing from an elevated position. Revy aim her rifle up and fired back, hitting several and sending bodies crashing on the concrete. Dutch fired his revolver with one hand as he steered with another, killing two gunman in front of the GTO.
Dutch steered the car into a corner and they finally saw the sea. As the GTO rounded a crane, they saw the Black Lagoon racing on the water almost as fast as the muscle car.
"Get closer, Benny!" Dutch ordered on the radio.
"You are not thinking what I am thinking," Revy exclaimed in mock horror.
"Yes I am," Dutch confirmed as he grabbed his shotgun and fired a burst of buckshot on the hinges of the passenger side door. The door flew away backwards. He shifted gears again, applying the full power of the massive engine. The old muscle car is now passing 100 kmph. He then jammed the shotgun on the gas pedal and hinged it on the steering wheel. Dutch quickly moved to the passenger seat as the now driverless GTO roared at full speed towards the boat ramp.
" This is not a good idea," Revy remarked as she moved closer to the gaping hole on the right side of the car.
The GTO hit the ramp and went airborne.
Dutch and Revy jumped out of the car as it sails into the air. The Pontiac GTO smashed on the water and quickly sinks under the bay.
Dutch and Revy crashed on the front deck of the Black Lagoon.
"Jesus," Rock exclaimed as he assisted the two. "You guys are insane."
On the port, the 24K gunmen are not as insane as the Lagoon mercenaries. They quickly stopped chasing the boat and simply fired their weapons at full auto on the speeding craft.
"Hey fuckers!" a female voice called from behind them. The gunmen turned when Titan team opened up.
Mikasa's SCAR-H pulsed on her hand as she delivered accurate fire on the 24K gangsters. Her comrades joined in and peppered the congregation with bullets. Bodies were ripped into pieces as the Titans mowed the opposition to the last man. When they stopped firing, the boat ramp is littered with dead bodies.
Mikasa lowered her rifle as she saw the PT boat running away. She surveyed the ramp and found a Boston Whaler boat on one of the ports. "Let's go," she ordered her men.