Chapter 4: Danger in the White House
Underside of car, Washington D.C
8/10/08, 10:56 P.M
The harsh white light of the light poles flashed at the sides of Ranma's eyes. I mean, you don't usually see a lot of light when you're at the bottom of a moving car on the way to the White House. This had been Ranma's idea, even though Lambert hadn't recommended it. It was dangerous sure, but no one bothers to check the bottom of a car anyway. Still, it wasn't the best god-damn thought out plan and the rushing pavement about 5 inches from his face did instill a certain fear. A couple more minutes and he was at the first check-point, with the blinding lights and men with army pants and M16s. Of course, Ranma only saw the feet.
Flower delivery van, Washington D.C.
8/10/08, 11:00 P.M.
The men were silent. They knew why they were heading in this badly painted flower van and that in the end, at least one person would die in this action. They slipped on the masks, gripped their 10 mm Koch submachine guns tighter and slipped into the boxes with flowers covering them.
Underside of car, White House parking garage, Washington, D.C.
8/10/08, 11:03 P.M.
The car stopped abruptly, parking into an underground garage. The drivers left and Ranma waited a number of minutes before detaching himself from the car
"Man, I never imagine that my job would involve clinging to the bottom of a car" Ranma muttered to himself
"Well get used to it" Lambert commented "Our agents have to do desperate things like that. Anyway, you're Intel says that you are at parking garage C-3. There is a small tunnel that the maintenance crews use that leads straight into the White House. There may be crews still cleaning there. Remember, you have no permission to kill."
"I know. That's why you filled my clips with rubber bullets."
"You may break bones, so try to be at a fair distance before shooting anywhere."
"Understood. Saotome out."
Ranma accessed his PDA and pressed the green button displayed upon the screen. All the lights turned off and he hurriedly left.
When Ranma had hacked into the Library of Congress, he had also found out about the electricity grid. The grid was separated into sections that were connected different generators and computers so that when one generator failed, the others would keep on running. So Ranma cracked the codes and could know turn off any section he wanted. Definitely a good controllable. Still, such things happening would surely attract a fair number of security guys. But, it would be pitch black. His brain hurriedly scanned over any things that might happen, he creaked open the door and entered the pitch-black, activating his night-vision goggles
Flower delivery van, checkpoint one, White House, Washington D.C.
8/10/08, 11:06 P.M.
The van slowly pulled up to the checkpoint and stopped neatly into the yellow box it was contained in. Delivery trucks were always checked like this, the driver knew. A door opened in the booths and a couple of men stepped out opening the door of the van. The driver began sweating as they opened box after box. But they only checked the surface, not shoving their
doors were closed again and the driver breathed easily again as he pulled into the compound of the White House.
Maintenance Tunnel, White House, Washington D.C.
8/10/08, 11:07 P.M.
The tunnel ended abruptly in a wooden door with a key-card lock. Ranma opened the door with the key-card that he had "borrowed" from one of the maintenance people he met on the way. Ranma slid the card through and slowly opened the door. Through the sickly pale-green of the night-vision he could see 3 guards sitting around with flashlights and M17s. They apparently hadn't noticed the sound of the door and were calmly falling asleep from boredom. Of course Ranma could take them out with rubber shots, but what fun was that? He drew his pistol anyway and slowly moved closer to the first moron. The man didn't turn around, even when Ranma stepped wrong and made a creak sound. Ranma moved up and punched the man in the neck, effectively knocking him out. But there was a way that the body fell and the way that the other guards didn't even move. Ranma turned the man's body over to see that the man had a bullet in his head. A quick check of the others proved the same thing for them all.
What the hell had happened?
Then, all hell broke loose.
Hi again it's me! I'm sorry when I made Ranma 19 years old. I meant 17. By the way, I'm not allowewd to use my laptop, so my writing will have to "Dribble out".
-Palpatine47
