Roger Dodger was on watch on the roof of the Mordecai Labs building. His night had been rather boring up until now, but he stood now stood at edge of the roof, watching the drama unfold at the main entrance. Commands relayed between security units through his headpiece, and Guards like him where updating their statuses. Roger didn't hear the 5 man Spec Ops team land on the roof behind him, and the last thing he saw was a blank, masked face as Sgt Baker snapped his neck.
"Reed, Johnson, check for other guards and silence them." Baker whispered through his radio. Reed and Johnson nodded silently before silently slipping away. Baker carried the limp body of the security guard behind a cluster of air conditioning units before whispering into the radio. "Everyone assemble by the air ducts." The remaining two men, Raptor and Bennet, silently followed Baker over to the air ducts, where Reed and Johnson were waiting for them.
Reed, who was wiping blood off his combat knife, whispered. "Baker, the ducts are locked tight and we can't use the stairwell, I took a peek and there are security cameras everywhere." He put his knife in his shoulder-sheath before nodding to a junction box mounted on the side of a light pole. Baker crept over to it. A thick padlock hung from the handle, so he drew his silenced pistol and put a bullet through it. Sparks flew everywhere and a solid clunk indicated that the lock was out of action. Baker opened the door and he surveyed the mess of wires and switches inside. "Bennet, come take a look at this." He said, stepping back from the junction box. Bennet swiftly moved over to it, and he got stuck into rerouting the wires. 'Baker, this is going to take a while." He said a look of deep concentration hidden beneath his mask. Baker nodded and left Bennet to his work.
"Johnson, come with me. The rest of you, when Bennet has rerouted the CCTV junction box, make your way into the facility through the stairwell. Johnson and I will meet you in the prisoner wing." The other two nodded and Bennet just grunted as Baker and Johnson moved over to the fire escape ladder. Baker leapt over the edge, grabbing onto the ladder. He began descending, followed by Johnson, who did the same. Halfway down Baker stopped next to a window, which was illuminated by a computer screen. Baker stepped out onto the windowsill, one foot on the ladder. "Bennet, how far are you from finishing." He whispered into the radio." There was a brief silence and then Bennet replied. "About 2 mikes." He said. Baked peered into the room, which was occupied by a bank of computer screens and a security guard. "You'll know it when you see it." Bennet said. Baker watched as the bank of monitors went blue. The guard reached for his radio and Baker dispatched him with his pistol. "Okay, the guard is down, let's move." Said Baker into his radio, before smashing in the remnants of the window with his elbow.
Baker climbed in, followed by Johnson, who was now holding his MP5SD, Baker dragged the dead guard away from the monitors, and he sat down at the chair. He quickly scanned the guard's laptop for any information but it seemed to be a personal computer, seeing as there where games and website links littering the desktop. Baker closed the laptop before standing. " Johnson, check the door." He said, crouching behind the desk. Using the desk for support, he aimed at the door as Johnson opened it from the side. The door opened to reveal a corridor stretching out in front of them. Two men in white coats walked around a corner into their view, chatting away about the soldiers who were under attack out the front. "in three." Baker whispered. Johnson, who was leaning next to the doorway, nodded. "Three." Baker Aimed down his sights at the scientist on the left. "Two." He put his finger on the trigger. "One." Baker squeezed the trigger as Johnson leaned out into the doorway. Baker's weapon made little noise as he shot the scientist on the left. Johnson effortlessly dispatched the other. "Nice." Said Baker. Johnson moved out into the corridor, followed be Baker. They dragged the two bodies back into the room with the monitor banks before returning to the corridor. "Okay, let's move out." At the end of the corridor there was an elevator. Baker and Johnson got inside and selected the 3rd floor, which according to the building blueprints contained the prisoner wing. The Elevator hummed as it descended down a few levels. There was a "ding" sound and the door opened to reveal a group of security guards milling about the lobby. Baker and Johnson each hid next to the doorway, but to no avail. "Hey, who is that?" A voice emanated from the lobby. A Guard made his way over, his Riot gear making plenty of noise as he walked. He stepped into the elevator to be met by a knife in the neck from Baker. Before the body could collapse, Baker caught it around the collar. He lifted the heavy man in front of him. "Human shield." He said over the radio to Johnson. Using both hands, Baker supported the body so it hung in front of him. Johnson lent his MP5SD on Bakers shoulder. They charged out of the elevator, Johnson loosing rounds at the guards. Some of the rounds hit the guards' armour, others managed to his softer parts, flooring them efficiently. With one magazine, Johnson killed half of them. The other half realised what was happening, and they started shooting at the duo with their weapons. As Johnson reloaded Baker took as much cover as he could behind his Kevlar-clad meat shield from the hail of bullets. Johnson slammed another clip into the receiver, pulled back the cocking handle, and continued firing over Baker, and the dead guards shoulders. Within moments, the room was silent. Baker let the guard's body fall limp to the ground, blood flowing from bullet holes in numerous parts of his body.
"Well." Baker said, drawing his MP5SD once again. "That was a blast."
Baker moved over to the barred door that led into the prisoner holding cells. He rattled the door.
"Johnson, check behind the desk for the controls." He said, pointing to the reception desk, which was occupied by a dead guard. Johnson rushed over and he scanned the bank of controls. He pressed a switch and the door slid into a cavity in the wall with little effort. Baker immediately went into a combat state of mind, putting the stock of his MP5 into his shoulder. Moving slowly, he walked through the door into the prisoner wing. He scanned left and right, before making for the guard room. Johnson covered him as he scanned through a prisoner database.
"Bennet, report in." He said into the radio when he had finished. Silence. "Bennet?" he demanded.
Static, before. "Baker, this is Bennet." Said a loud voice, huffing and puffing. "We've been ambushed in the main lobby..." The radio cut out for a second. "... I advise you get the prisoner to safety. Over." Baker grunted angrily. "We'll get him then we'll try to get to you, keep safe." Baker ordered through the radio." Bennet didn't reply. Baker looked to Johnson. "We need to get this guy out of here, then we need to assist Bennet and the others."
Johnson led the way out of the guard room and down the corridor. He turned a corner and approached a locked door. "He should be in here." He said, opening the viewing panel. Empty.
A crackle erupted from a loudspeaker panel nearby, before a feminine voice. "We know you are in the facility. Your mission is futile, leave now before we are forced to use lethal force." The voice said steadily. Baker laughed half heartedly. "Where are you keeping him? This is an unlawful act and we have been sent to set this right." He said with an air of authority. "You obviously don't realise that this is far beyond you, if you continue to interfere we will be forced to send you to your end, just like the squad at the main entrance." Baker looked around angrily. He spied a security camera on the wall nearby. Baker drew his pistol. "you obviously don't realise that your running out of time." And with that, he blew a hole in the camera.