《Godslayer》Chapter 8: Operations
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It was a moonless night out tonight. Except for the numerous balls of light shining in the sky, it felt as if the darkness was attemping to swallow the whole city who was defending itself with the post lamps brightening up areas all around. While I was staring up at the the stars, I feel a slight breeze. As if the night wast rying to seduce me into it’s embrace, from behind I hear a soft feminem voice followed by others.
“Sir, 1st LT Drakon reporting in”
“Sir, 1st LT Ashfield reporting in”
“Sir, 1st LT Tollini reporting in”
“Sir, Mikael Drakon reporting in”
Turning around slowly, I see four sillouhettes in the darkness standing at the position of attention, saluting me. LT Drakon was a tall female at the height of 6’2. She had a slim figure but don’t let that fool you as under her clothes were very well trained muscles. Her shoulders proved indication of that as they were very broad and well muscled. She also had short straight blonde hair that went down to her shoulders that matched her blue eyes. Her features clearly marked her Romanian descent also.
Beside her was LT Ashfield. He was a monster of a man that stood at 6’8. Muscle were bulging out through his clothes that seemed to be barely covering his upper body. He had a high and tight hair style for the blonde hair he had. Truthfully, he reminded me awfully about that one Soldier in that game Street Fighters.
The third figure was LT Tollini. At first he seemed like an average guy with a height of 5’10 and having a slim figure. He had long wavy brown hair that broke off to the sides in the front of his face. If you were to see in the streets randomly, you would guess that he was just some regular Italian guy.
Feeling nostalgic at these familiar figures, I quickly get them to relax.
“As you were. Right now I am not offically in the military so there is no reason for all the formalities”
“...Sir, I speak for everyone here when I say you will always be our CDR. So sir, what is our mission?”
“...As uptight as always, huh LT Ashfield? Anyways I have received intel that the anti-Niflheim faction is going to be conducting an infiltration mission here at Olympus Academy two days from now when the school will be holding a tournament. Twenty personnel have been identified as members of the anti-Niflheim faction here in London. This group is also receiving the assistance from a man in his forties. He has affiliation with an unknown organization that calls themself “Apocalypse”. Right now, a personnel is monitoring the group”
At that moment, I raise my right hand forward, parallel to the ground. On my wrist was what seemed a regular watch with the clock and a leather band. Touching a switch on the watch that I had programmed earlier for this meeting, a 3D projection of a warehouse appears.
“Currently, all the personnel are having a meeting inside of this warehouse. The red dots are the locations that have heat signatures. LT Tollini, you will be entering the warehouse from the roof. The door has already been unlocked for your use”
“Roger, sir!”
“The rest of us will be entering through the storage area.LT Ashfield, when we reach the back of the storage, take out the guards. Also when we have entered you will head to the western end of the facility.”
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“Roger, sir!”
“LT Drakon, I entrust the southern end of the facility to you”
“Understood, sir!”
“Mikael, you will go to the eastern end and standby there”
“Yes, sir!”
“I will be entering the enemies’ range and providing a diversion tactic. A covert personnel will turn off the lights for us and we will begin our opeation. Attack to disable, but not kill”
I push a different button on my watch. The 3D projection disappears and whats in it’s place now is a picture of an older gentlemen that has slicked back black hair and large round glasses. He had tanned skinned and was wearing a suit with a skinny black tie on.
“Especially this gentlemen. His name is Christopher Alvarrez. He is the personnel that is from the group “Apocalypse” Ensure that you capture him alive. Our main objection is interrogation of this person. Does anyone have any question regarding the mission?”
“Negative sir, I’m just a little disappointed as it’ll be too easy”
“Don’t take it too lightly LT Tollini. We do not know the strength of this person from the “Apocalypse” As usual, PLs, I expect no failures! Succeed at your tasks and return back alive!”
“”””Roger, sir!””””
“Alright, lets move out!”
At my last words, we begin moving southeast toward the warehouse. Using the roofs to travel, we travel silently without anyone noticing, using the darkness as a guise. As we move, I speak to the covert personnel through the ear piece in my right ear to make sure she was ready.
“Shadow 1, this is Leviathan 7. Have all preparations been completed, over?”
“Leviathan 7, this is Shadow 1~ everything’s complete, over. Wow this is pretty intense Jung Woo~”
....I should have asked the damn old hag for a covert personnel instead of relying on Elizabeth Tudor..... Whichever god is listening to me right now, I pray that nothing goes wrong because of her...
“Shadow 1, Has there been any change to the situation, over?”
“Leviathan 7, negative. Everyone is still in the warehouse, over”
“Shadow 1, understood. Our ETA is 3 minutes. Remember, once you see us enter, 30 seconds afterwards, kill the lights, over”
“Leviathan 7, roger~~over”
“...Leviathan 7, out”
Disconnecting the communication, I focus on the warehouse that is in front of us. Making sure to avoid the guards in the front, we head to the back. LT Ashfield goes forward to dispatch the guards. When we have reached the door to the storage area, a view of two knocked out males slumped against the walls could be seen. Making sure we weren’t noticed, I send a communication out to see if LT Tollini was in position yet.
“Leviathan 3, this is Leviathan 7. Are you position, over?”
“Leviathan 7, this is Leviathan 3. I am in position to enter, over”
“Leviathan 3, we will enter in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....now”
At my word, everyone enters the buildings silently and quickly head to the main chamber. The warehouse was of simple design as the building really didn’t have many rooms except for the storage area we came in from, some rooms beside the storage area entrance which most likely was the office space, and the main chamber which took up the majorty of the space in the interior of the building. In the main chambers, crates were stacked up everywhere, creating a feel of a maze. Using this, the PLs head to their respective areas under the cover of the crates. As everyone got in place, I headed straight toward the center.
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As I got closer, I noticed the personnel. There was currently 16 personnel that were surrounding a map that had been laid out on crater. Someone was currently pointing at a specific point on the map and explaining something. Not minding it, I keep rushing forward and arrive beside them. Suprised by my sudden appearance, the people jump in surprise. Getting over their shock, they begin to surround me. Smiling at this I say a brief statement.
“Hello, people of the anti-Niflheim faction. My name is Lee Jung Woo. Unfortunately for everyone here, this is as far as you go. Please enjoy your time in jail~”
Elizabeth Tudor, hearing the keyword jail, cuts the circuits for the warehouse. As it had suddenly become dark, everyone started to panic. I lower my body by bending my knees and take out the baton that was on my waist. As we were aiming only to be disable, this weapon suited the task best and the everyone had been equipped with them earlier. All around the edges of the group, I start hearing cries of pain. With my knees already bent, I also get into action.
“God Slaying Form One, River God's Dance”
From my position, I burst forward and slam the nearest person in the knee cap with the baton, hearing it shatter on the impact as he went down with a cry of pain. I then begin weaving through everyone. God Slaying Form 1, River’s Flow. This form was made for when you wearing going against numerous foes. As a river does, you flow along, going around obstacles and keep going forward. Like this, I used the most minimal movements so that I easily go around the enemy, attacking them with a sharp hit with the baton as I go.This form was also very useful as it became difficult for the enemy to attack as once. If they attacked recklessly, they would just miss and hit their own comrade.
In about two minutes, the only one standing were the PLs and I. Confirming this, I send a communication out.
“Shadow 1, this is Leviathan 7. Turn the circuits back on in the warehouse, over”
“Leviathan 7, this is Shadow 1. Roger, over”
After waiting for a couple seconds, the lights inside the warehouse came on. Looking around, people were sprawled out on the ground, holding either a knee or elbow in pain. Satisified the mission was successful and no one was killed, I congratulate everyone for a job well done. Elizabeth Tudor had already called in the security from the school and shortly they came rushing into the warehouse to take then men away. Before that occured, however, the PLs and I had already disappeared with one of the people originally in the warehouse now missing.
Right now we were in a seperate abandoned building two blocks to the southeast of the warehouse. The room was bare except for the single lightbulb that lit up the room and a chair in the middle. Currently sitting in it and securely tied up in rope to the chair was our man, Christopher Alvarrez. Carrying the bucket of water I had brought into the room, I throw it at Chris’ face and he begins slowly gaining conscious.
“Why hello, Christopher Alvarrez?”
“?! Who are you? What do you want?!”
“ tsk tsk tsk... unforutnately for you, that is not how this is going to work. I will be the asking the questions and you will be the who answers.... So Chris? May I call you that? Please inform me more “Apocalypse”...”
“?! Ho.... is that what this is about?”
“Why yes it is, Chris. Truthfully I really don’t give two shits about this group of yours. I just want this question answered... Where’s Hyo Joo?”
“Ahhh..... I had heard about you....that the princess of ours in her past life had a older brother.. so thats you huh?”
“!! You know Hyo Joo?!?! WHERE IS SHE!!”
Hearing that this guy knew Hyo Joo, I lose my cool and begin shaking the guy violently, trying to get an answer from him. I feel hands grabbing my shoulders and constraining me. I try to fight back but I am overwhelmed and slowly pulled back.
“LET GO!! THIS BASTARD KNOWS WHERE HYO JOO IS!”
“SIR!! CALM DOWN!! YOU WON’T GET ANYTHING OUT OF HIM LIKE THIS!”
Yeling back at me, LT Drakon finally calms me down. Seeing this, Christophe Alvarrez begins laughing.
“haha....HAHAHAHA boy! You will never be able to take our Princess away from us! You might have gotten the best of me but I am only just a discardable tool for “Apocalypse”. You will never be able to go through the whole organization and take back your sister. Hahahaha”
After laughing and saying what he wanted to, I see him crunch onto his molars and hear a crunching sound. Shit! Already knowing what he was trying to do, I immediately rush over and try to make him spit out whatever was inside of the molar but it was too late. Christopher Alvarrez had already passed away.
“SHIT DAMN YOU! WHO TOLD YOU YOU COULD DIE? AHHH?!”
Everyone once against pulls me back as I was violently shaking him. As I was resisting them, I feel a slap and finally begin calming down. Looking at LT Drakon, she bows her head in apology.
“Sorry about that sir, I felt there was no other way to calm you down. I will take any punishment that you deem suitable”
“..no it’s fine, LT Drakon. You did the right thing.... Sorry about that, everyone....hearing about my little sister... seemed to have made me go a little cucoo...”
Looking at me with sympathetic eyes, the PLs pat me on my shoulders, trying to reassure me that it was alright. Moved by their feelings, I regain myself and then speak again.
“Well then guys. Even though this didn’t end how I would have liked, we have still received new intel and succesfully completed the mission. When you guys head back, tell the CO I said hi and that they better not slack off while I’m gone. You are all dismissed”
Getting into the position of attention, all three of them salute me and begins leaving. Mikael, however, stays and looks at me with a worried expression. Inwardly berating myself for making my subordinates worry, I tell him I’ll be fine.
“Don’t worry Mikael, I’ll be fine. You head off back to the school first. I have some things I wish to think of alone...”
Understanding, Mikael salutes and heads off. Looking through the window at the stars shining brightly in the night sky... I mutter the name of the person who I had dedicated my life to retrieving.
“Hyo Joo ah.....”
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