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.

pridefully in my cars “Omega! Let’s go hunting and I hear a snicker behind me as my men all have their evil smirks

watch…in 7, 6, 5, 4,3, 2,

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84–Boom!

scatters high in 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, the inside

BOOMEROOME

look to our right slightly and see debris from a warehouse near Jason’s team being blown hundreds of feet in the

BOOM!

the right is completely engulfed in flames. The

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command my team to take their positions.

zone; comms go silent as we approach the farge windowless structures. My guys split up and headed to the buck doors. Three teams, three

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

his watch. A bright yellow spark and a resounding pop quickly blast out, leaving the thick metal door unhinged

harsh concrete boxes. I hear a Jesy POPs and see the flash of a gun in my peripheral, Chris and Eric follow Omar upstairs, heading to secure the roof. POPEPOP! I hear it again,

see large wooden shipping crates sitting to one side, our fucking logo on the boxes. We suspected Dimitry

two large cage structures that span almost 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

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 out when we are done.” I

a direct link to my team “Report!” I

One 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

Seven hinck spiders met the shoe. Thirty–six green grapes and twelve banana wrappers in a basket.

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20 Feb 8

84–Boom!