Above the 49th-punisher

Frank castle sat in a black truck as he waited in line at a border crossing he had on a black cap silver aviator sunglasses black shirt and black cargo pants. He had not crossed this border in a long time he tried to stay away from this country as much as he could. He turned off his radio as he was waved out of line and pulled into an open lane. He pulled up to the gate and turned off his engine.

A group of people dressed in dark blue came up to his brown truck a larger man came to the driver's window and spoke softly, "How are you doing today?"

Castle smiled a bit, "Doing good sir is there a problem?"

The man shook his head, "Not really but can you step out of the truck you know how it is when you cross borders."

Castle nodded, "Can I grab my passport out of the glove box first."

The man nodded, "Okay."

Castle reached into the glove box of his truck and pulled out a black leather folder before stepping out of his truck standing up and finding his head just reached the man's shoulders, "So is there a problem?"

The man shook his head, "Nah we just got a tip that a truck might be bringing in some illegal contraband. Now can I see your licence and passport?"

Castle handed over the folder, "Been across enough I just keep everything in there."

The man laughed pulling out the passport looking it over and the driver's license, "Franklin Carver?"

"I prefer Castle." He took off his glasses and hat, "sounds better then Franklin."

"What are you going to be up to on your trip?"

Castle put his hat back on, "I got some business to take care of as well as doing some hunting I have the paperwork for my two rifles they are behind the seat of the truck with locks on them."

The man waved his hand, "behind the seat." The man pulled out the paperwork on the rifles and nodded before handing the papers to another man to go and check numbers, "How about ammo?"

"None to speak of going to grab some here is less of hassle to buy it here then bring it across."

"I hear that I once had to hold up a family for 2 hours then they just left it here and said they will get new stuff in Regina." He smiled as two dogs were led over to the truck, "Just a precaution make sure you aint hiding anything else."

Castle did not flinch as the dogs began to sniff around his truck, "I am sure you have to do this all the time when you get a little tip." He watched as another truck was just waved through and the lanes began to shift two large semi trucks were then pulled up on the two farthest lanes, "Busy day for you guys?"

"Yeah it is Mr. Castle and I am sorry." The man swung his fist around hitting Castle in the face, "But we really can't let you through." The man drew his pistol as four other agents pointed rifles at him.

Castle spit a bit of blood, "And I thought you were supposed to be polite."

"Not all stereotypes are true eh." He chuckled a bit then fall backwards a knife right in his throat.

Castle had used the spit to distract the man for a split second giving him time to draw a knife and throw it. He rolled to the side to miss getting shot then got up quickly tackling the closest border agent with his shoulder and stealing their hand gun. He spun around and fired three shots from it right into the heads of the border agents then he took off running. He dove off the road and into the woods bullets hitting the trees behind him. He could hear the people running through the woods behind him. "Never though they would know I was coming." He turned around and fired five shots hitting one border agent in the arm and missing the rest. He kept running spinning around he fired three bullets hitting an agent in the leg and chest before he tossed the empty gun aside and kept running. He found himself on a trail and began to run on it he could hear the sounds of engines he was a off road trail and he knew what he needed was up ahead. Then there it was a group of dirt bikes two running off to the side was a group of people drinking beer and smoking up. He shook his head moving slowly and quietly until he was on the bike then taking off to a loud cry of yelling and cursing. He knew he was out of danger now the border agents would not give up but now he could outrun them. He spat to the side, "I hate Canada."

Castle walked into a sporting goods store looking around a bit he began to notice something was odd. He had forgotten Canadian gun laws no automatic weapons were for sale he hated having to ditch all his gear at the border but what could he do. He then noticed there were no silencers he shook his head again before noticing a wall of weapons he was used to maybe it wouldn't be so bad. He walked up to the counter and tapped it, "Hello."

A young man turned around must have been in his twenties, "What can I show you."

"The m16 there."

"This is a good model made in America looks just like a real one not many people can tell it is an air rifle."

Castle dropped his head, "Never mind." He walked to the rifle counter.

A young girl with blue hair turned around and smiled, "Hello what can I do for you?"

Castle pointed at three rifles "I want the barreta, Bernelli and the browning. I am also going to need a scope with as much zoom as I can get for the browning. I will also need browning mark 3 hand gun the p226. Plus all the ammo to that goes with it and a silencer for each."

The girl chuckled, "Sorry sir silencers are illegal in Canada also I need to see your permits then we can get this all underway I will also need papers from your gun club and the transport permits then you should be able to get them in a few days."

Castle sighed, "Never mind I will just borrow my buddy's rifles on this trip from the states not used to these laws." He walked towards another counter this one had a line of crossbows on the back, "Do I need a permit for these?"

A young man with thick glass shook his head, "Not at all. So which would you like?"

"The best you got."

The boy smiled and pulled down a ten point venom, "This is a good one comes with a starter package and good scope."

Castle held it an smiled, "I will take two of them two hunting quivers and 100 bolts with various heads. I want to see what works best for me." After 20 minutes Castle walked out of the store shaking his head, "I hate this country." He got into a lifted black truck tossing the bow onto the seat, "I should be able to get some better weapons with this."

Castle had gone into full punisher mode he had gotten armor from a local shop as well as found they had a few ballistics masks. He painted his trademark skull on them he had his two quivers on his back one crossbow slung across his back the other in his hands. He had painted them all black he had three knives on each side of his waist and two larger ones on his legs. He was stationed just outside a military armory. He had a few friends on the inside one was higher up and had gotten the security detail lessened on the condition Castle did this as quietly as possible.

Castle crawled slowly towards the fence staying low in the grass he had spent the last hour counting the guards there was 20 at permanent locations 12 mobile guards and at least 50 random off duty soldiers, a few too many for 0100, wandering the grounds. He used his knife to bend a hook at the base of the chain link fence he did this to several hooks and used the space to squeeze through. He loaded a bolt into his cross bow and took aim at a soldier resting against a building he fired the bolt through the man's neck and pinned him to the building. Castle quickly made his way to the soldier and hid behind his body taking the soldier's side arm Castle put it in the back of his pants. Silence was key here he loaded another bolt and fired it rapidly loading it again and firing another one taking out two guards stationed in a tower. He had spent the last two days perfecting his use of a crossbow something he never thought he would do. He drew a knife spun around and stabbed a soldier in the neck he had silenced the soldier and slowly lowered him to the ground so he looked like he was sitting. He was a little surprised at how fast a soldier caught onto him. He dropped down and fired a bolt into the neck of a soldier in a tan beret he recognized it right away this was Canada's elite task force. He had no idea they were going to be here and this was going to be a tough fight.

He ducked down and moved in the shadows firing crossbow bolts at any guard who got close. He knew the armory was at the back of the complex he just needed to reach it and get what he needed. Then it happened he saw a man on a radio he was discovered or more likely they already knew he was there and were trying to keep him thinking they did not know. He could risk using the pistols and ammo he just picked up or he could keep going silently that decision however was made for him as a bullet hit the ground just to his right. He realized then that they were watching him that was a warning from a friend he had in this base. Castle nodded and began to run firing his crossbow at two guards at a door grabbing a key card from one of them he opened the door closing it he drew his pistol and opened fire on the guards who were waiting for him.

He ducked behind a half wall and shook his head yelling loudly, "I have killed enough good men today I do not want to kill more! Drop your guns and let me take what I want."

Then a familiar voice spoke loudly, "Come out Castle and don't worry you did not kill any good men."

Castle stood up slowly still aiming his pistol at the people, "General Currie...I will not get used to calling you that."

Currie laughed, "Yeah I know Castle last time you saw in military dress I was still a lieutenant and we were doing joint training exercises that led into combat when we stumbled upon that group of terrorists." Currie waved his arm and the Canadian soldiers lowered their weapons, "These are my best men ones I would trust with my life."

Castle lowered his gun, 'So what do you mean I didn't kill any good men?"

Currie walked towards Castle, "I knew the second you entered our base and every guard I sent at you was known for doing illegal practices. Weather it was selling military gear to criminals they even traffic drugs through our humanitarian channels. You did me a service so I want you to take what you need."

"What are you going to do about the bodies?"

"I have a crew collecting them we will make it look like a deal gone bad don't worry about it." Currie walked with Castle towards a thick metal door and handed him 3 black duffel bags, "You can take whatever fits in there we also have a truck waiting for you out the back of the base. Just do what you need to do and get out of Canada and next time let me know when you are coming so I can give you a real gun that dam crossbow will make it harder for us to cover this up."

Castle nodded as the door was opened for him the ten soldiers saluted him, "Why are they going along with this?"

Currie grinned, "They all have family you have helped in one way or another that is why I trust them tonight."

Castle walked into the room and saw that it was filled with more than he expected them to have, "This should be fun." He walked down the halls grabbing four sig p226 hand guns, a Remington 870, 2 colt c8 riffles, a c9 lmg, a c 14 timber wolf , 30 c 13 grenades, 30 smoke bombs, 30 flash bangs, a m72 law and an ERYX as well as silencers flashlights and the ammo he could not buy in stores here. He walked out one bag on his back and another in each hand, "I may have to keep some this and take it back."

Currie nodded, "Yeah also there is a map to a cabin near last mountain lake it is owned by great grandfather nobody has been to it in years so use it to prep."

Castle nodded setting a bag down to shake Currie's hand, "I owe you."

"Call us even, because of you I am still around to be a general." Currie shook his hand, "Now get out of here."

Castle sat in his truck taking a deep breath as he looked across the park towards a house it was late evening he was ready to go just doing his final casing of the place. He had three cities he needed to hit first was here in the capital of this province a city called Regina. This was the easiest of his three targets, in his triangle of evil, the other two a bit more complex and he had to do this all within 3 days he could not give them time to prepare between hits. The house was two stories tall the windows all bullet proof the walls were reinforced concrete the door was solid steel it was basically a bunker designed to look like your everyday house. The lawn was cut perfectly a car out front probably a few years old same with the truck in the driveway it was the perfect cover. So how was he going to do this well that was simple his entry point would come from m72 law he had sitting beside him. He looked at his watch and then flipped on his police scanner. "Three...two...one." He heard a loud boom off in the distance, "come on you had to have heard that."

The scanner broke out in chatter, "We have an explosion at Winnipeg and 12th we have also gotten reports of gun fire all units please respond...shit we have secondary explosion at Sherwood drive and pinkle road." There was a brief pause, "All units be advised there was another explosion just outside the city at pilot bute we will be diverting cars there to help."

Castle got out of the truck walking to the other side he pulled out his timberwolf he took aim with it and counted in his head, "5...4...3...2...1" He pulled the trigger in time with a small secondary explosion that was mostly sound. His bullet traveled just past the edge of the house and hit a transformer shorting it out and cutting power. He waited for a few minutes watching a small shack just behind the building. Then a body came between it and him he waited for the body to open the door before he fired his gun taking out the figure he then fired several more shots hitting a generator that was inside the shack. He nodded and tossed the gun into the truck pulling out his m27 law and putting it on his shoulder, "Knock knock...no more teams up with deadpool." He shook his head took aim and squeezed the trigger.

The rocket shot straight out moving rapidly towards the building whizzing past the trees just missing the top of a small hill then hitting straight on the metal door. There was a loud explosion the door turning to shrapnel that ripped through the entrance of the building. The door way was now twice as large the perfect entry point. He tossed the m27 into the back of the truck and picked up the Remington 870 and the c8 riffle as well as extra ammo he had on a belt he put over his chest. He then ran forwards putting the shotgun over his back it was then he began to take fire they recovered quickly. The windows had been lifted slightly and the people inside began to fire at him.

Castle fired shots right at the windows knowing he would not pass through the bulletproof glass but he could block their view of him. He dropped the first clip quickly replacing it he made his way across the park firing his shots into a guy who made the mistake to step out of cover. He got to the street and dashed to a parked car ducking behind it as bullets flew into the vehicle he pulled out a smoke grenade pulled the pin and tossed it towards the building the open lawn would make it hard for him he needed something to hid his presence. He waited a few seconds pulled out a grenade stood up in the smoke and tossed it into the opening that was once the door. After it exploded he ran out from behind the car switching to his shotgun he burst through the opening and fired shots into the chests of a few stunned gangsters. He got his first look at the building it was pretty open no real walls just two sets of stairs one going up one going down. He ran to the one going up and fired two shots up it then ran up. This floor was like the one below no walls just couches tvs and a few cots. He fired his shotgun taking out two gangsters before taking a shot to the chest that knocked him back. He fired his gun the buckshot ripping the head off of the guy who shot him.

Castle got up slowly taking a second he listened to the sound of talking then a slam of a thick metal door most likely at the base of the stairs that went down from the main level. "Shit." He ran down quickly looking down the dark stairs at a solid metal door, "Only one thing I can do." He ran over to a set of couches grabbing them he drug them over to the stairs and pushed them down the steps before he pulled out two more grenades he put some string on the grenade pins and placed them against the door pushing the couch tightly to them. He walked up the stairs he would use the couch to direct the explosions towards the door. He took cover off to the side and pulled hard on the string a second later the grenades exploded and pushed the door out of place. He dropped his head he only had warped the door in the frame, "Okay that didn't work." He knew he did not have time to go get something bigger he knew the Mounties would be here soon. He looked down at the door and smiled he pulled out 4 stun grenades and 2 more regular grenades he put all the pins on one string and tossed the cluster down pushing the remains of the couch against them again. He took cover and pulled hard on the cord this time he heard the door fall back in on itself. He pulled out a smoke grenade tossed it down into the hole and waited a few seconds then ran in his shotgun running out of ammo after two more shots making him drop down and draw his pistols taking out the legs of two more gangsters then into their heads. He stood up and looked around the entire basement was full of drugs. Everything from weed to cocaine probably totaling over 300 million dollars was stored here. It was this group's storage center not their production lab but it was a good hit. He walked out of the basement and to the shack in the back of the yard grabbing the cans of gas he walked into the basement and began to pour it over everything then walking out he fired a single shot into the basement from his pistol and started it all on fire. He quickly left the bunker and ran across the park he could hear police sirens he jumped into his truck and began to drive off as if nothing had happened.

Twelve hours later castle found himself in the small city of Moose Jaw yep he didn't think it was a real place at first but after arriving there and seeing a giant moose he had to accept that he was taking out a gang in Moose Jaw. This province had some odd names for town's urin, climax, elbow, eyebrow, little bone, big beaver and Hitchcock were just a few. He wondered if this was deliberate or not just to see how many funny names could be in one province. But he focused his mind again and waited at the back of his tour group. He was going on a tour about the tunnels under the city he had taken the one about Chinese immigrants and now was on the one about prohibition. He really wasn't interested in the history this was his second one of the day he was working out what he needed to blow to get into the building above him. Above him was a vault guarded by 50 heavily armed guards to many to take on directly plus he would need to get through the vault door. Lucky for him they were using an old school vault and the base of it was just concrete something he could easily blast through.

Castle pulled out a small tablet and turned it on he had placed four beacons on the corners of the building he would use them to get to the right position. He waited for the right moment and he slipped behind a few crates. He waited for the group to leave the tunnel and then got to work he had 40 minutes before the next tour. He found the spot he needed and pulled out his pistol equipping it with his silencer her began to fire into the roof of the tunnel. After making a nice hole he reached behind a crate and pulled out a bag he had hidden during the last tour. He put on his body armor the chest had his white skull painted on it. He put his shot gun and riffle over his shoulder then pulled out a metal cylinder he had removed the war head from one of the anti tank missiles and turned it into an explosive charge. He pushed the cylinder into the hole he made with his pistol held up a plate and fired four nails into the ceiling with a ramset waiting for a second to see if anybody came when it was good he walked back behind the crate he hid in earlier pulled on his mask and then tapped a button on his tablet.

The cylinder exploded ripping through the rock and cement opening up a man sized hole in the roof. Castle quickly pushed the crate under the hole and climbed up it into the vault he was just off from the right back corner. He took a quick surveillance of the room there was seven pallets of money he looked at it for a second then shook his head he always thought Canadian bills looked like monopoly money. He saw four tables loaded with more cash and he quickly kicked them over to make cover for himself then hid behind it as the door began to slowly open. This was his best chance at getting out alive he would take them from the vault and hope the police would come in from the front.

Castle pulled the pin on two grenades and threw them through the now open door to the sound of yells. He then tossed one smoke grenade through the vault door and stood up opening fire before dropping down as shots were taken at him he would get up again and fire his riffle as he made his way to the side of the vault and hid in the corner holding up his silenced pistol now he waited for the new round of shots to stop. He took a deep breath and waited a man entered and Castle shot him in the head kicking him aside. He waited for the next to enter and shot him in the head as well kicking him onto the other dead body. He was glad the smoke was thick enough to hide this tactic, a third man entered and Castle shot him in the head before grabbing the man around the neck. Castle walked out of the vault and fired silenced shots at any shadow that he saw hiding his muzzle flash behind the dead man he was using as a shield. It took only a few seconds before shots were again fired at him and Castle had to move back into the vault leaving the bullet ridden body behind. He dove back behind his initial cover of an up turned tables and piles of monopoly colored money.

Sirens could be heard cars screeching to a stop outside the building it was time for the next part of the plan to begin. He pulled out his timberwolf the old scope replaced with one that would let him see through the smoke. He then opened fired through the group of criminals and right into the cop cars. He never got close to a cop he knew these were honest cops or at least he hoped. Then the cops opened fire on the building wedging the criminals between Castle in the vault and the cops out the front door. He heard men run out the back the lower levels deserting now not wanting to get caught as well as the bosses. He tossed out a grenade this cleared the smoke and Castle began to shoot with his c9 lmg taking out as many as he could. The machine gun ripping through the bodies and sending them scrambling out of the area he was in. The fight on two fronts was drawing them forward towards the cops more than him they believed the cops were more of a threat than him. They must not have known who they were dealing with.

Castle used this gap to get to work he drew his knife and began to carve holes in the piles of money then pushed a flash bang into the holes. He tied each of the pins to string. He then pulled out two large black bags and began to stuff the monopoly money sorry Canadian money into them. He needed cash and this was the best way to get it. He had to stop only two times to turn around and shoot some criminals coming into the vault. He tossed the full bags of cash back into the tunnels along with his bag of weapons. He then began to spray lighter fluid all over the money soaking it to help it burn. He then jumped down the hole and pulled the strings hard the pins popping out of the flash bangs. A few seconds later they all went off and caught the money on fire he pushed the crate back to the corner picked up his three bags and began to leave the tunnels following a route he planned out ahead of time. He tossed one of the bags of cash into a crate a note on it reading to cover repairs.

Castle stood outside Winston's pub on 2nd ave in Saskatoon watching the people walk by and leave in droves at around 2 in the morning. He waited another 20 minutes and the street was clear not even the homeless stayed around past then. He grabbed his bag and walked down the street until he found some purple glass tiles in the concrete of the sidewalk. He had done his research to most of the city the tunnels were in disarray, unused and filled with filth. But from what he found out a few hours ago with a little help from a knife and guy selling drugs was that just before he would hit the bessborough was a hidden set of tunnels used by the criminal elite of this province in times of crisis. And this would be one seeing as how he had dropped a giant skull flag down the side of tallest building in the city declaring his war on the city's criminals.

He looked at the building and then smiled it was an office building with a few clothing stores the perfect entry point. He walked to the door pushing a bump key into the lock he opened the door quickly placing a metal box on the security alarm that was next to the door the alarm shutting off instantly. He walked quickly down the hall until he found the stairs heading down to a boiler room. He shot out the lock with a silenced pistol and made his way down the stairs into the basement following the water lines to the boiler. He saw the line running into a hole in the wall just big enough for him to crawl through. He climbed in pulled out a flashlight and looked around.

The tunnel was dark the ground was soft and spongy it was old wood over dirt the wood was clearly rotting. The walls lined with trash from over the years that had been forgotten and left to the dank hall. He slowly walked down the tunnel seeing old lights and walls covered in old writing probably from the last person to enter this tunnel. He walked counting his steps until he came to an exposed newer concrete wall. This was the back wall to the network of tunnels and bunkers his attacks on the organization he was after would push them here.

The group he was after was the united a gang that had worked mostly in shadows until recently. They were most known for supplying other gangs with weapons money drugs and protection. They owned hundreds of companies across Canada and a few in the United States they used to launder their money. They worked more like a large corporation then a gang at times but a new leader had taken hold and changed that direction. He began to traffic slaves into and out of the country they took out the other gangs violently and publicly executing leaders and their families in streets placing their own puppet in charge and controlling the gang they just took over. For two months they made streets run red with blood. They had chosen Saskatoon to set up for a simple reason nobody ever thought of the city as a crime capital and it was easy to take over. So now the united stood at the top of Canada's criminal underworld and were about to make their moves on other countries leading to more death of not just criminals but of innocent lives.

Castle took out a metal cylinder and taped it to the wall before he walked away he put on his bullet proof vest and skull mask. He put a c8 riffle over each shoulder his Remington shotgun was across his lower back he put on six of each grenade around his waist each pouch he loaded with prefilled clips for his rifles and pistols. He removed the silencer from one of his pistols knowing he would need the extra force. He put each gun in a holster at the sides of his body then picked up his light machine gun he wanted to clear the tunnel as fast as he could and this was the best way.

"Time for their punishment...wish I could have thought of something cooler." He pressed a button on a switch the metal cylinder exploded and ripped open a hole in the wall.

Castle ran into the dust and opened fire with his lmg firing it back and forth as if he was taking down weeds in a garden. He soon began to take fire but he simply moved back and forth to keep his body from being an easy target. He quickly reached the end of his ammo and tossed the lmg aside he pulled out a flash bang and tossed it into the tunnel then rolled to the side of the wall once it exploded he tossed in two regular grenades. He grabbed his shotgun after the explosion and turned around the wall the dust had cleared and with two shots he took out the remaining two guards in the hall.

This was not like any bunker he saw before it was more decorative than he would have thought. The floor was marble the walls painted white with oak panels halfway up from the floor the lights were inside the walls and covered in blast proof glass. The tunnel he was in ran for probably a good 400 feet with three doors down each side before it came to a corner. The doors were solid wood doors with gold plates on them. He walked forward and kicked opened the door on his right firing his shotgun into a man who had been snorting coke a second ago. He turned around and fired another shot this time into the chest of a woman who was holding two pistols. The room she was in had only a bed, a night stand and a dresser. The next room had a lock on the outside so he shot it out finding a room filled with drugs and cash he marked it for on his way out. He shot open the lock on the next room to find it was filled with young women and kids all dirty and wearing the same white shirt and brown shorts. He had found a room of slaves, "Go out the hole in the back run up the tunnel and go out the first largest hole that will take you to basement hide there until the morning." He turned away and walked to the next door he heard the distinct sound of guns being loaded and before they could react Castle shot the handle and pushed his way in he fired four shots before the gun ran out and used it like a club on the next person. He tossed it out in the hallway so he could quickly grab it on his way out. He pulled out riffle and left the room the next room was a closet that held cleaning supplies he could later use to start a fire. The final room was a large room huddled in the corner was a fat man two young girls tied to a post on his bed. Castle shot the man without second thought drew a knife and cut the girls free, "Go out the hole in the back go through the first hole in the wall and hide there until morning."

He left the room and then put his back against the wall just before the corner he took a quick look then ducked back behind it as bullets flew passed him. He had gotten his look 12 rooms in total a hallway ending in a glass wall with door probably bullet proof than an elevator. The hallway had 12 men in it probably more hidden in the door ways. He took a deep breath and smiled reaching into his pocket pulling out a loop of rope with several carabineers attached to it. He turned around the corner and opened fire to hold the people back he knew he hit one when he heard the sound of a body hit the ground. He began to clip two of each grenade to the loop of rope this was his latest creation he called it fruitcake because nobody wanted this. He fired around the corner again then began to bite each pin he had replaced each pin with a special one earlier this new one worked like an old pin but when the tip was bit the soft metal would deform at the slightly wider tip. This would make them easy to pull out, he attached string to the loop and then holding the other end of the string in his mouth he jumped out into the hall and fired his riffle.

His bullets were meant to distract he even took one to the chest but he tossed the fruitcake through the air. When the fruit cake reached the end of the hall castle turned his head and dove back behind the corner the fruitcake stopped mid air but the grenades all flew off it their pins still attached to the carabineers. The explosion rocked the tunnels the smoke and noise filled the halls while the shrapnel and concussions killed those in the hallway. Castle reloaded his riffle and walked into the smoke he moved to the first door shot of the handle and pushed his way in. He ducked low shooting two men quickly before taking a bullet to his chest and taking out the third man. He put the rifle back over his shoulder and drew his pistols one in each hand he needed the manoeuvrability in the tight spaces.

He moved across to the next door way rolling to the side as bullets exploded from behind it. Bullets then began to fire from behind the other doors creating a tunnel of death he waited for the door he was next to fall quite. He kicked it open and fired his guns into the heads of two men. He took a deep breath and waited as the other doors continued to fire bullets he would move slowly firing his guns between their shots. He was waiting for the right moment then it happened the doors began to fall apart in piles on the ground.

Castle reloaded his pistols and began to walk down the hallway firing his guns into the rooms he crossed while the people inside reloaded or had run out of bullets. The few who charged with knives just died sooner. He holstered his pistols when they were empty and pulled out his rifles he crossed his arms using his chest to brace the rifles he continued his walk of death killing any person he saw with a gun or weapon. He stopped at the end of the hall the tunnels now silent the only thing that was strange was the 3rd door on the right was still intact. No bullet even scratched it so he got closer only to find that bullets had hit it they just ripped off the faux wood grain that was put over it.

"Now this is interesting." He put his hand on the handle and turned it finding that it was fake. "Very interesting," He ran his hands over the door and then stepped back shooting the opposite side of the door across from the handle a screen shattered now a black square was there just a bit larger than a hand. He used the butt of his rifle to break it more until he could see the motor that moved the lock. He took out one grenade bit the tip of the pin and pushed it into the lock. He attached a wire to the pin and walked into the room across the hall before he pulled the pin free the grenade exploded ripping the lock to pieces the lock falling apart and the door popped open. He reloaded all his guns and ran forward dropping down and sliding feet first pushing open the door with his feet he opened fire. 8 bodies fell to the ground within seconds before castle popped up and looked around.

The room was larger than all the rest with a marble floor and oak walls and ceiling gold lights hung down to light the room up. There was a line of chairs leading towards a huge oak desk with a large black leather chair turned away from the door. The chair had bullet marks on it but no holes it must have been made to be bulletproof like the desk which when he looked closer the oak was just laid over metal.

The chair moved a bit then slowly spun around to reveal a young native man in a grey suit with a blue tie, "welcome..." The man fell face first into his desk a bullet hole out the back and blood began to pool around his skull.

"You think I would talk to you." Castle left the room he knew he got his guy and that is all that mattered he would stay in this province for a bit and watch the power scramble coming out only when it got to violent. Besides he got a message from Currie to stay on his base and help train his soldiers and that would be a nice break. Plus it would be hard to travel for a bit after what just happened.