Part Two: Divide and Conquer
Floyd Lawton, alias Deadshot, was 200 meters away from his target but to him it may as well have been 200 millimeters. The heat was so thick he thought it might stop his bullets. The nanite compound had been intentionally isolated in the desert outside of the middle eastern city of Qurachi to prevent any bio-weapons from escaping. Members of the Basilisk terrorist cell had infiltrated the building a day ago and Deadshot had been dispatched post-haste. Waller had been very keen on sending Deadshot. Deadshot knew there was some ulterior motive behind this but didn't pry to deep. Some secret facility underneath the lab trying to clone Superman or Wonder Woman or some such shit was his most prominent theory. Regardless of what they were doing, Deadshot had his job. His eyepiece locked onto to the four targets on the second floor. He eased his finger towards the trigger. Now the fun starts, he thought. With four earth shattering booms, four 50 caliber sniper bullets sailed through the air. They soared towards the building like beautiful high caliber angels of death. Blowing through concrete, steel, armor, skulls and then concrete again. Four shots, four dead bodies. As Deadshot looked into the building he saw blood and gray matter sprayed like a Jackson Pollack. To him it was as beautiful as any sunset. He was packing up his gear when A.R.G.U.S arrived in their loud helicopters, holding their loud guns. Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only professional that works anymore, he thought as he sneaked away. A.R.G.U.S was going to get the headlines but Deadshot was getting the money.
Deadshot reached his extraction point where the private plane waited. He climbed on board, took off his helmet and laid his head back on the seat. He didn't notice the man sitting across from him or that the lights were all off.
"Mr. Lawton, I presume", Rick Flag said as he turned on the light above him. Deadshot went for his pistol but as soon as it was clear of his holster Flag took it away. "I don't think this will be necessary", he slid out the clip and handed it back to Deadshot. "Amanda Waller sent me", Flag said.
"Excuse me Colonel but when did on of our countries great patriots start working for The Wall", Deadshot asked dryly. "You don't seem like the average recruit".
"She convinced me", Flag said
"She does that", Lawton replied. Deadshot relaxed after this. He knew why Flag was here. "So Waller has another suicide mission, huh? Is she finally sending us after the asshole in the red tights?".
"I haven't been briefed yet, in fact you're the first recruit I've talked to. Seeing as how you have extensive experience with the Squad I thought I'd come to you first", Flag said. "We already have one member in custody at Arkham Asylum. George Harkness and Ben Turner have already been recruited. I was hoping you'd help me obtain the last three remaining recruits". He handed over the files. Deadshot flipped through.
"You've already gotten Bronze Tiger and Boomerang,", he flipped through the dossiers. He came to Killer Frost. "Ahhh the ice queen, she'll come quietly. King Shark on the other hand. Lets just say I hope we catch him in a generous mood". Deadshot came to the last file. His eyes opened wide, then he laughed. "Waller has truly outdone herself this time. Harley Quinn? I just hope the Clown Prince doesn't tag along". Deadshot handed the folders back to Flag. "These are all professionals, we should have no issues with them". As Deadshot spoke, Flag watched him very carefully. Conversation with another human being was not a natural environment for Floyd Lawton. It was like in those circuses where bears rode bicycles; it was a neat trick but everyone knew that it wasn't real.
"We have the last known locations of King Shark and Killer Frost, the only issue is with obtaining our last member", Flag handed over the last dossier. Deadshot took it and opened it. For a brief second, not even noticeable to the untrained eye, panic flashed across Deadshot's face.
"And I thought Waller was crazy for wanting Quinn", he said.