Weekend Special Short Tales California 2.4 Chapter 8

 8.

 

When the clock struck 2345hrs, Charlie did not waste time. He had ten of his men to the rear. He knew the schematics of the hotel. The other thirteen was at the front, and they fanned out. He looked at the double doors there, and knew it was reinforced with the steel plates. The windows were also reinforced with bullet proof glass. It was not expected for a hotel but the Hotel California was a previous safe house for the criminals before it was converted to be the hotel cum hospital. The hospital was fully equipped with the MRI and surgery room.

“Take down the doors.” Charlie told his men. The two launchers were FGM-148 Javelin is an American man-portable ant-tank missile capable of penetrating the armor. The High Explosive Anti-Tank (HEAT) contains chemical inside which will melt the armor.

“Fire in the Hole.” Glenn saw the two men mounted the shoulder missiles and called out the warning. He rushed to the rear but there was little cover. He rushed to the lift. He pressed the button but the lift was at the Fifth Level.

“Take the stairs.” Randy followed Glenn and then the others. When the last one closed the door there, the missiles hit the outer doors. The first impact did not break the doors but the second one threw the doors to the middle of the hall. Charlie Sang was first in and followed by the twelve others. There was debris in the Hall.

“Get to the back and open the door there. They are needed here.” Charlie Sang gave new instructions. “Four of you in the lift. The other six of you take the stairs. The thirteen of you will stay here. Once the rest is here, move them up by the stairs in two groups.”

Charlie knew that with the extra fifteen, he was more than ready to take on Danny but he was not prepared for the retaliation that happened so fast. The Triads was then shot at by two of Danny’s men. They had appeared from the exit door and opened fire. The shots from the M14 took down five of Charlie’s men including the four that was to take the lift. The others took cover and return fire to kill the two of Danny’s men.

“Charlie, we are down by five.” The triad member told Charlie.

“Damn! I can count.” Charlie cursed. “Blow the lift!”

The guy with the remaining launcher took aim and shot at the lift. The blast rendered the lift inoperable.

“Now we will take the stairs; six in the group.” Charlie had trained his men in urban combat to battle the SWAT in the case of a firefight. The days of blind firefight with many guns and men was over; the authorities have trained their officers well in urban combat and it included precise shooting with deadly weapons.

“Two shots are all you need. One to the chest to stop the attacker and the other to the head to kill. It’s also called the double-tap technique.” It would had worked in a close shoot out but in a major gun fight with automatics, the rule is back to the brawl technique; shoot on sight regardless.

Six men went to the stairs, leaving three others with Charlie.

“Bad karma…” Charlie muttered.

Back on Level One at 2350hrs, Glenn and Randy were with Danny and one other left of the group. Glenn had moved to the first level. It was a waiting and recuperation hall. There were rows of ten beddings with curtains covering them, and there eight cupboards; double doors. He decided to make a stand there.

“Topple the beddings.” Glenn told Randy. They toppled the bed frame with the beddings. “Get additional mattresses here. It will not stop all the bullets but maybe some.”

“Glenn, you stayed here. I am moving up with my man to see my father.” Danny took off with his man but cursed later when he saw the stairs was sealed off by a metal door. There was a LED signboard there.

‘LOCKDOWN’

“Damn! We need to join the others.” Danny told his man. It was then he was thrown back by the explosion in the lift tunnel. He got up and pulled his man with him. He met Glenn who was reinforcing the beddings. He made a wall of it.

“What happened?” Glenn asked. He was also thrown off his feet by the explosion.

“Looks like Triads have blown the lift away. And we are stuck here for the stairs was barred by a metal doorway.” Danny replied. “It’s a bad day for me.”

It was but the reinforcement had arrived at 2351hrs.

“Bloody day to fight but we are the best for any day.” It was the Merry Melody Men or 3M for short who had arrived. Seven ex-soldiers trained by the best armies then retired to be mercenaries commanded by Bugs Bunny aka Major Alan Landings. The Major was ex-Special Forces and retired early to hire the others on lucrative packages. His second in command was Daffy aka Lieutenant David Firm; ex-Intelligence Officer with a knack of killing in the field. Piggy was Italian and Doc was from Brooklyn, while Coyote and Runner were from Columbia. All were armed with body armor, and carried M14 with the slung over sawn-off shot gun for the close combat.

There was the Bitch and Dyke who were dressed the same but they carried the Artic Sniper Rifle. The sniper rifle with the ammo clip of ten rounds was capable of reaching over four thousand The common weapon was the Beretta 92 in the belt holster with the ten rounds per clip, and two frag grenades each.

The Men arrived in a SWAT armored vehicle. It was a ‘Lenco Armored Vehicle’ design used by SWAT. The powerful Turbo Diesel engine roared from the vehicle down the road towards the hotel. The vehicle doing at fifty miles knocked the stalled cars there and stopped before the barricade of cars manned by the six Triads members.

“Get your fannies out!” The rear door of the armored vehicle was lowered and the Merry Men rushed out.

“Bitches, the take the sniping position.” Bugs gave the command. “Both sides. Others do those damn sentries.”

The bitches went to work. Precision was their trade, and you don’t fuck with them. They are like poison ivy.

“Clear!” The Bitch called out. Bugs stepped out and looked at the dead six Triads. It was an unbalance battle; six armed with the Type 56 against those two ladies with high velocity rifles. It was an orgy and the men did not last.

“Move in.” Bugs called out. It was then he heard the sirens.

It was the SWAT arriving at 2359hrs.

“Bitches, take them out. I am going in the others.” Bugs called out.