Tuesday, December 31, 2013

5.1 Crusaders II - Strategy Outlined

Strategy Outlined


1.          Pentagon, Washington

The cleaning staff pushed his cart of cleaning utensils into the corridor when the escalator door opens. He looked up at the guard sitting at the table placed at the start of the corridor. The cleaner pushed the cart towards the guard who had now looked up for his reading of the novel.

"Is that good?" The cleaner spoke out. "Fantasy or adventure?"

"Fantasy; vampires versus human." Corporal Damien Bain replied as he lowered his novel. He checked the time on his watch and update the log on the entries.

"I hardly see you come here. Where is Brian?" Corporal used to chat with the Irish man from Boston.

"Well, Brian' dead. So are you." The Cleaner thrust out his hand and held the neck of the Corporal. He cracked the neck easily and then lowered the officer to the table top. Standing before the Corporal was no more a man but a werewolf. "Vampire versus human's are unreal; the wolves are are not fantasy."

The Cleaner who had a name before; Beauford Love, dropped it when he lost his human edge. He became from a crime hit-man to werewolf by an incident he refused to disclose. The werewolf went straight to the door marked Server Room. He did not even try the lock but just broke the door down. He did not care about the alarm, but went straight in. He went straight to the console and plugged in the mini portable disk unit. The program took over the server and copied the needed program. He pressed the sent icon and watched the transfer went through. Then it download the program that would erase the trace. 

The werewolf walked up to the window and placed the explosives there. He hid behind the table and pressed the trigger. The explosion tore off the window and part of the wall. Then werewolf stood there at the open hole. Below him are newly arrived soldiers getting their acts together to apprehend an intruder. The werewolf did not hesitate as he leap off the building at the fourth level and landed on his feet. The warning came as expected.

"Do not move or we would shoot."

The werewolf growled and ran towards the soldiers. They fired their weapons but the bullets just penetrate his flesh without stopping him. The werewolf jumped clear of the soldiers and ran on to the perimeter.

"Someone shoot the bastard." One soldier did with the 50 caliber machine gun, but it just propel him forward with the velocity of the shots. The werewolf leapt for the wall but it did not make it. There was one shot which hit its heart and the healing power could not stopped the bleeding. It dropped down and became a man.

"I be damned. Get me the General. We got Super soldiers to shoot at now." That was the Captain's call.




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