The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

Their Prize The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

84 – Boom!

Charlie POV

“Ready or not here we come! I hear Kai’s infamous battle ery come through the coms; I can’t help but smirk. He is always one for the dramatics.

The shit is about to get real. And he has a certain flare that lights up when he is excited, I mean that literally. The Omega team are like fucking ninjas, and they have the sickest sense of humor. They are all pyrotechnic freaks too, No idea what kind of distraction they have come up with, but it’s going to be eple,

I’m in a crouched position on the Northwest side with my Delta team. It has 22 men. These are my elite warriors. My handpicked fighters. Many of these men, I grew up with

My three youngest are only 18 but they were recruited off the streets 6 years ago when they were only 12. They had the guts to try to pickpocket me and my men. Instead of putting a bullet in their heads, I offered them a chance to train, and they outshined their whole class, even lopping the recruited marines and mercenaries with kill lists 6 feet long in point 5 print.

My team has three squad leaders who have their own smaller groups, each group has a unique skill set that we specialize in. Bravo team are my marksmen. My sharpshooters.

They are going to be our lookouts and sniper backup. Each member of my Bravo group has a guard from the Gamma team. They are great at observation and have lightning reflexes. The Ro team is my ground ops. They have extensive military backgrounds. Our second Draco is next to me. We will be going on the ground with the Ro team.

Our objective is to secure the west buildings and get sniper support as quickly as possible.

I hear Kai come over the commas again Delta, you got 3 bushes of oranges and a ripe lemon tree. Alpha you have two apple trees and a loose henhouse. The barn is set for Christmas, and we are having chocolate pie for dinner!”

In English, my team has three buildings (bushes) but with victims or innocent women (oranges). A ripe lemon tree means minimal foot traffic but it’s sophisticated buildings on lockdown. Jason’s team will have a heavy dose of armed guards (loose hen house) and two apple trees means there is a two–minute rotation to slip through unnoticed between training grounds. Kai said he set his distraction (Christmas) and the barn is the main house. Chocolate Pie is code for Ben cracked the security systems we need so we have tech coverage.

Ben comes through on the comms, sounding a bit staticky saying “Eagles have the crosswind. Soaring high today gentlemen!” He just confirmed he is set with drones and his team is monitoring all the security feeds. It’s go time.

I give the hand signal to my guys, who immediately get in their positions. They are all on comms, so they heard we are ready to go. I decide to give my reply in my comms with a little sass: “I’m coming home honey and bringing the ice cream” which is our code for ready. My guys chuckle darkly next to me.

hear a snicker behind me as my men all have their evil smirks and weapons

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84–Boom!

the morning sky, large chunks of stone are being tossed in the air. I see the main house, the 5–story monstrosity has a side missing,

BOOMEROOME

warehouse near Jason’s team being blown

BOOM!

the right is completely engulfed in flames.

to hear a rapid succession of gunshots in

wrist, I command my

into the dead zone; comms go silent as we approach the farge windowless structures. My guys split up and headed to the buck doors.

guys Eric, Chris, and Omar, who happens to be one of my 18–year–old protégés, Chris sets the

we all step back, and he hits a button on his watch. A bright yellow spark and a resounding pop quickly blast

! enter, my slides adjust to the dark room, and barely lit lightbulbs illuminate the cold harsh concrete boxes. I hear a Jesy POPs and see the flash of a gun in my peripheral, Chris and Eric follow

has an open floor plan. I see large wooden shipping crates sitting to one side, our fucking logo on the boxes. We suspected Dimitry

the whole wall and fill about a third of the whole building. Young women, many of whom are covered in dirt and blood are huddled together in groups,

approach the cages and look at the women, lifting one hand off my gun and raising it to show I am not a threat. I mutter “It’s okay. You are going to be safe, Just stay here, stay quiet, and we will come get you

and signal a direct link to my team “Report!” I

Gamma One in position. Orange bush secure. twelve black spiders met the shoe. Forty–two red grapes are In a basket.” So building one had twelve guards now dead but has forty–two kids under 10 in a cage. Just fucking

Gamma Two in position. Orange bush secure. Seven hinck spiders met the shoe. Thirty–six green grapes and twelve banana wrappers in a basket. So we have thirty–six teenagers, under the age of eighteen in a

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84–Boom!