Somewhere in an abandoned building in Macau.

1742H

CIA Agent Kyle Lorenzo

Code: Alfa-Zulu-Hotel 077-251

A man wearing a Hawaiian shirt and cargo pants wouldn't attract too much attention if they were in the city, but when one is hiding behind one of the pillars of the building while bleeding and carrying an AR-15, they're bound to be noticed.

The man peeked a bit on his left side but directly hid back when a chunk of the pillar was blown away, his heart pounding from running and the adrenaline.

"Do you really think that by doing this you're making anyone any favour?!" A male voice shouted in the dark. The man knew that if he were to look behind the pillar he would see would multiple men armed with rifles, pistol or smg's going about crate by crate, pillar by pillar. "Look. Why don't I make you a deal? You give me back the USB that you stole and I let you walk away scot-free. I promise" The man continued.

"Hahahaha..." The Hawaiian shirted man behind the pillar started laughing, after a bit he stopped "Do you really think that I'm so stupid that you'd tell me lies that not even children would believe! " The man bellowed "Besides the USB belongs to me, you ass clown!" he continued.

"Alright, that's it! Shoot that motherfucker" The man in the dark finally having enough, shouted. "And make sure to aim for the shoulders or legs, we don't want to damage the USB." The man said as if just remembering it.

But before they could do anything various explosion throughout the building shook them. What they didn't know was that when the Hawaiian dressed man passed through that area he threw some controlled explosive chip about the size of a quarter, near some empty gas canister that was laying there, not enough to kill them all but enough to cause some explosion to distract them. And with that distraction, the man ran to the nearest window and jumped. Landing on top of the car, and caving it's roof, the man laid for a bit to catch his breath, before he was forced to roll to the sides as bullets come flying down on him; having no other option and considering he lost his weapon when he fell on the car, he ran.

Running through the street market of Macau while weaving through the crowd of people, when he looked behind him he could see multiple Chinese triad thugs chasing after him armed with meat cleavers, machete, hatchet, bats and other melee weapons; had it been another time the man would have broken all their joints and some more just because they were annoying him, but that time is not now, not when he knows that the triad thugs were only there to delay him for the actual forces with guns to arrive. He continued running and without him noticing, he was suddenly slammed to the side of a car, instinctively he raised his left arm and blocked the arm that was holding the meat cleaver that came slashing down to his head. Punching the man's left rib cage and grabbing his head and slamming it down the car hard, hearing the noticeable crack in the neck area as the thug slumped down, the Hawaiian shirted man grabbed the meat cleaver and without a second thought, slung it to the nearest thug that was coming towards him with a hatchet, lounging it to his brain. The man didn't wait for the other thugs to catch up on being surprised that two of their companions just died like that. He kept on running until he found the parked car with his contact, on the driver seat of the BMW M3, smoking. He slid through the hood of the car and directly entered the passenger seat.

"Drive!" He shouted without missing a beat. The man in the driving seat hastily turned on the engine and drove directly.

"What the shit man! This was supposed to be an infiltration! What the fuck did you not understand the word 'infiltration' !" The man driving was hysterical, as he recognized the Chinese triad gang members.

But the Hawaiian shirted man ignores him and instead pulled the lever on the side of his seat to lay it flat; crawling to the back seat, the man then proceeded to open up a mini laptop. On its screen was an insignia of an eagle spreading its wing while holding three arrows while on its chest seemed to have a star bursting could be seen. If anyone were to see this they would they would identify it as the CIA insignia. A window pop-up in front of the man asking for the password and without wasting a breath the man type it in, after writing the password a black screen popped up on the laptop containing a single app, he ignored it all and instead took out a USB on his front pocket and directly inserting it on the port. Within a second multiple windows popped-up on the Laptop.

Meanwhile, the driver was stepping on the pedal to make the car go as fast as possible, when he heard an engine roar behind him, he looked on the back mirror and was horrified to see 5 black SUV and 7 motorcycles chasing after him. On the SUV he could see the windows opening and men with rifles are starting to aim at the car, while the people on the motorcycle were taking out smgs. Taking their aim, they started shooting, luckily the car was modified with bulletproof glass but that didn't stop them from peppering it with bullets.

The driver was forced to jockey through multiple vehicles. After a few more minutes the Hawaiian shirted man finally puts the laptop down and tore down the back seats and pulled out a duffel bag, the man then took out an AK-47, a light military tactical vest, a Colt .45 and multiple magazines. Wearing the vest and placing all magazines on the pouches and loading both the AK and the Colt. Just as he finished loading his weapons, two SUV lined up on both the sides of the car on both sides and one car on the rear, all smashing on the car, this caused the driver of the BMW to be forced to be lead unto the civilian area. As the driver was trying to dodge the civilians all whilst trying to force the car out of the cornered situation they were in, the Hawaiian shirted man in the back inclined to the left door and pressed an unnoticeable button on the left door and the door blew open- crashing into the SUV on the left and forcing it to slow down.

With his left side free the driver took the opportunity and slipped past before the other SUV was able to corner them again. This time with the left door gone the Hawaiian shirted man tied the seatbelt to his waist and the man angled himself so that the half of his body is outside. Taking a deep breath and aiming it directly to the driver of the SUV that was trying to cut to the left side of the BMW, with his aim came to the head of the driver, he let go of his breath and pulled the trigger and watched the driver's head snapped back before slumping dead and derailing the car. With one of the SUV going the motorcycles started appearing and started firing on him, pulling on the seatbelts, he went inside the car. Looking into the rear he saw them firing as new cracks started appearing on the rear window, turning to the driver

" Blow the rear window when I tell you!" He shouted over the wind and bullets sounds, not waiting for a reply, he half kneeled on the car's floor, pointing the gun at his left. The moment a motorcycle came, the directly pressed the trigger and sprayed the 7.69 x 39 mm soviet rounds accurately, decimating the 3 riders, ignoring the feeling of the recoil, he looked back in the rear window to see the car in which he blew the door open with is coming back. Reloading the rifle, he took a deep breath and aim down the iron sights "Blow the window now!" he shouted to the driver.

As the rear window flew to the SUV, he timed it so that both cars would stick to each other sided by side before he pressed the trigger and sprayed his bullets, killing both the SUV drivers in the rear. With the threat of the SUV and motorcycle went the battered BMW car, fled to the Hong Kong–Zhuhai–Macau Bridge driving at moderate speed. That change when they heard a choppers engine, the Hawaiian shirted man and the driver looked up and saw an attack helicopter, both their eyes widen when they recognized the chopper 'HAL Light Combat Helicopter' they both thought at the same time. They both looked at each other and without the need of telling what to do.

"Hey, Kyle!" The driver shouted at the other man in the car "I just hope that whatever's in that chip you just sent better be fucking worth it, because this shit was NOT on the op that I read!" emphasizing the word 'not'.

"Dan, if what I think was in those files that I sent. I will personally see to it that the president himself gives you a medal and rent an entire fucking whorehouse of your preference for an entire week, all expense paid. We just need to get the fuck out here alive!" The Hawaiian shirted man, now named Kyle, replied.

Dan went full gears and stepped on the gas speeding the car while dodging the other cars. Kyle went to the blown off left door cover and looked up behind him before he could say anything a beeping sound came from the dashboard on the front. Dan's eyes widen when he realized what that meant, he cursed that the car couldn't go any faster, he opened the dashboard and on it were three flips.

"I can only release the chaff three times. Kill it or we both die!" Dan shouted, his voice mixed with fear. Without saying anything back, Kyle started firing at the chopper, the chopper replied by firing three of the rockets on its stub wing. Dan didn't need any warning as he flipped the first flip and multiple chaffs popped form the hood of the car. Kyle continued firing and reloading the rifle but it didn't seem to bother the chopper as it fired another three rockets to the car, again Daniel flipped the second flip sending the rockets to fly on the different directions.

Turning toward the more desolated path on the mountain pass, a battered car can be seen being chased by a chopper.

"One more flip and we're dead, you hear!" Dan shouted, reminding Kyle as he saw the chopper still had rockets. Jockeying through the few cars in front of him. The chopper fired another three rockets to the car, forcing Dan to swerve the car, thereby slowing it and use the last chaff.

"Ok, that's it. I'm out Kyle!" Dan shouted as bullets from the chopper peppered the top of the car.

Kyle was now panicking and in his panic, he remembered something that could save his life. Maybe it was because of his apparent imminent death or the adrenaline pumping through his system, but he couldn't be bothered about it before, because currently, he has a chopper to bring down.

"How could I forget about it" Kyle muttered to himself before he rummages the duffel bag and took out a modified M320 grenade launcher and instead of putting the regular 30 mm ammo. He took out a small black box and inside was a black 30 mm bullet with a sleek appearance.

Carefully taking out the bullet and placing it within the grenade launcher, he aimed at the chopper window and fired. The chopper didn't have time to dodge and was soon hit by the projectile, but the bullet didn't fully make it inside and was stopped at the window. The pilot stared at the bullet that was lodged at the glass and then he stared at his co-pilot, they were both about to laugh when all of a sudden a white mist coming from the bullet started coming out. At first, both pilots were confused and then they heard small, unnoticeable click and without warning the entire cockpit was covered in flames and killing both pilots, and with them, the chopper came down as well.

Seeing that the chopper bursting into flames and diving into the pavement, Dan began to slow down the car and at a reasonable speed, after awhile, he ask Kyle "Hey. What was that thing you just used?".

Kyle was leaning back in the chair, closing his eyes, responded, " It was something the RnD was working on. Apparently, they wanted a field test on it. The thing was crammed with the switch, the trigger and the explosive all in a small compartment the size of a 30 mm ammo. So they did it anyway, because why the fuck not."

"I still don't get it. What did it exactly do?"

" Well, according to the description they gave me on what it should do, it was apparently a mixture of white phosphorus and napalm and something else I don't know about. Then they proceded to make them into a mist and cram them into the bullet, they then place the switch to burn everything inside and they finish it off by placing a shock sensitive tipped."

"Oh." was all Dan could say. "That's fucking brutal"

Turning to the curve, he slowly stopped the car. Kyle felt the car stopped and opened his eyes and was about to ask why the car stopped when he saw what was in front of them. Just before the underpass on the mountain were two humvees and in the middle was a woman that was carrying on what sort to be a rocket launcher. The woman wasn't pointing the rocket at them, but was instead casually pointing it down and then there were her arms. Although they were quite far that they can't even see her face, they knew she was a woman by her prominent chest and wide hips, but what they didn't understand was her arms were too big to be natural and they were slightly glowing, that is becoming more prominent the lower the sun goes.

Dan wasn't taking any chances and directly gripped the gear stick and placed it on full reversed and twisted it so that the back was facing the woman and directly drive off, looking at the rearview mirror he saw the woman tilted her head as if questioning why they were driving away and then shrugged her shoulders and nonchalantly hefted the rocket launcher to her shoulder, taking aim and firing.

The dreaded beeping from the dashboard came back and this time it was from the rocket that was coming for them, but Dan was confident he could dodge them, that was before the rocket split into 4 pieces, accelerated and blew up underneath them, flipping the car. Both agent blackout on the spot as they crashed.

Kyle woke up with pain wrecking his entire body, he looked to his left and wondered for a moment why the sky was on the ground before noticing that he was actually upside down. Crawling out of the car, he noticed that his driver was dead, and if he isn't then the metal pole sticking out of his head would make sure of that. He laid down for a bit on the sideway to catch his breath and check himself for any wounds, looking down he could see a large gash on his left leg, his back ached and it was painful to move his right shoulder, and a slight difficulty in breathing.' Deep slash in the left leg. Must have reached a muscle. No broken spine, that's good. Right shoulder is dislocated, would not be able to move it anytime soon. 2 cracked ribs on the left, one on the right' As he ticked off the wounds that he suffered. He touched his head in winced in pain as he looked at his hand and saw blood "And a large gash on my head."

He tried to stand up and failing miserably, when he heard the sounds of boots calmly walking towards him- he looked to his right and saw the woman that shot their car walking towards him, and behind her was a Humvee with a minigun on top and 2 soldiers in black uniform complete with bulletproof vest, grenades, pistol and rifle.

Now that she was closer Kyle could see her clearly- She was a beautiful woman to be sure, with an hourglass figure and a prominent chest along with a dark coloured skin and curly hair tied to a bun and a beautiful face with deep blue eyes. She was wearing a tank top and combat pants and military boots, but what really stood out on her were her arms and how machine-like they looked; both her arms were combat prosthetic but none that Kyle knew, they were too machine-like and in a deep dark colour with lines running through it.

Kyle knew she was gonna kill him so he looked around for a weapon, 3 meters in front of him was a pistol he could use, he thought as he desperately crawled towards it, but before he could get it, a boot stepped on his wrist and was slowly twisting it.

"ARGHHHH!" Kyle screamed as he felt his wrist bone slowly get crushed.

The woman then grabbed Kyle's hair and as she kneeled down and whisper in his ears.

"Your agency has cost me more than quite enough already and I'm beginning to get really tired of you guys"

"A pity then. I would have loved to ask you to dinner. Maybe next time" Was Kyle's sarcastic reply, before his head got slammed to the ground.

"Cheeky little mouth you have don't you," She said before stepping on his head and slowly increasing the pressure. Kyle was gritting his teeth as he felt the boot add pressure on his head when he felt his head was about to pop, the pressure disappeared and he was once again grabbed by the hair and she was once again on her knees looking at him in the eyes.

"You're lucky that I still need you.." Before she could finish her threat, however, one of her men came to her, holding the mini laptop, although broken and slightly cracked, the message could still be seen as clear as day:

FILE TRANSPORT COMPLETED

The woman didn't have any noticeable changes in her features besides the heavy sigh she just released, before tightening her grip on the man's head and dragging him to the car wreckage.

"Well, there goes your usefulness." She said as he was dragging him and kicked him into the wreckage., she then proceeded to straighten his legs and stomp on them with an audible crack.

"ARGH!" She smiled in satisfaction when she heard his scream. With his head bent down with his ragged breath, she knelt in front of him and whispered in his ear.

"Everything you did, every sacrifice you've done. They will change nothing. The plan will still continue and there will be nothing your agency or the world would be able to do about it. This world and everyone in it will burn, it's only a pity you won't be there to see it happen." She stood up and looked at him one last time before she turned around and looked at her subordinate and said: " Burn him and everything in here".

The soldier saluted and proceeded to grab a jerry can and doused the bleeding man near the wreckage and all around him. The woman took out a cigarette on her back pocket and proceeded to light it, taking a deep breath and sucking the nicotine from the cigarette, she looked at the agent one last time before she threw the cigarette to, lighting him up. After a few seconds, the agent started screaming, but all the soldiers remained impassive as he burned and screamed. The woman looked at the burning and screaming form of the agent for a few seconds before turning around and getting in the Humvee, she waited for a few seconds as the rest of the soldiers also proceeded to enter their vehicles.

"Go to the base. It's time to accelerate the plans" Was all she said.

"Yes, ma'am"

A/N

For those who were waiting for this update. I'm sorry. I was in a car accident because of a drunk driver and was in a coma for a month, along with losing both my phone and laptop on the crash. Then I got to take care if my insurance and all the lost data on my phone and laptop. See I've already written 3 chapters and was planning to release all 3 chapter at the same time, but yeah, when I lost it all I kinda lost all interest. So here it is, I hope you like it. I'm still healing so I hope you guys can understand. Thank you