ok, so i thought i'd update fairly quickly seeing as i had this written and like last time its a short, probably silly chapter.
Chapter 65 – Mission Acclaimed
"You are sure you can do this?"
"Of course."
"And you will keep them safe."
"I will protect them with my life."
"And you are sure you can get in?"
"I am positive."
"Good." Smiled Eli, "But if you fail-"
"I will not fail." interrupted Mossad Officer Amit Hadar, "I will get in. I will complete the mission."
Eli nodded, "Go."
* * *
Officer Hadar was probably the best of Mossad when it came to laying low, being patient and staying unseen. He could easily blend into the terrorist camp. He took out man who was trying to seem insignificant as he stood, leaning against the wall of a metal hub. Hadar attacked him, and had killed him in a second, then took anything he might need to blend in to his settings. The man's weapons for example.
Hadar walked into the metal hub and found a trap door under a table; he opened it and walked down the steps into a dirty underground corridor. He walked slowly but with purpose, his head held high, weapons displayed. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, anyone who passed him payed hardly any notice.
Hadar had all his senses tuned in. He could here the soft thud as his feet walked along the slowly rising dirt corridor, could hear the low chatter a head, see acutely the pathway in front of him in the dim flickering light, smell the smoke of his cigarette and others ahead, and he could feel the way the dirt below his feet had been dented by the many footsteps walking across it.
Finding his goal was no hard task, once he had risen into a new building, as dirty and dark as the underground passageway, he had followed the smell of smoke, then the sound of English.
Once he reached the door he wanted his own cigarette was put out and he stayed still and silent listening, waiting to strike.
Hadar was in luck. He could hear Ziva's capturer, Salim, talking inside, in plain and clear English. The conversation was nothing of importance; he was trying to bribe her into giving up information, toying with the future of her baby. Hadar would've scoffed. Ziva had been here for two weeks and Salim was still trying to bribe her into submission, Ziva was Mossad, her training far out weighed any maternal instincts.
The voices stopped and Hadar heard a smack of flesh on flesh, Salim must've hit Ziva some way. Footsteps echoed coming closer to the door and Hadar prepared himself, he pulled out his weapons, a silenced gun and a dagger, and as the door swung open he swung his elbow up in Salim's face breaking his nose, Hadar then grabbed Salim's shoulder and stabbed him in the gut before raising the silenced gun to Salim's temple and shooting.
Hadar kicked the body into the room and shut the door, Ziva staring up at him.
"Amit?" She whispered in a croaked voice,
"I thought you were smarter then this Ziva." Hadar said quietly in his deep voice,
Ziva glared, "I did not mean to be captured."
"You should not have put yourself in a position with this possibility, you are pregnant."
"Salim is nothing." Said Ziva,
Hadar moved and released her binds. "Are you injured?"
Ziva just gave him a look, her left eye was swollen and bruised, a previously healing cut by her eyebrow split and bleeding freshly.
"I can walk." Said Ziva, "But there is no way out of here without being shot."
Amit smirked, he stood her up slowly and tied her hands behind her once more, then grabbed a dirty black weave bag from the ground and hit as much dirt from it as he could,
"There is this way." He said, placing the bag over her head, a gun to her back, "We will leave like this, no one will pay attention."
"If I die, I will kill you."
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I also know how illogical this is, btw, so no need to mention how Amit's plan wouldn't work.