9 Operation Anti-D: Part 3 (2/2)

Delta/Patrick: ”Ok.”

Unknown: ”Ok, Clara Lisse is in danger. You must get her out of that club, but be sure that you and she could leave discreetly.”

Delta/Patrick: ”Why?”

Charlie: ”A price on his father's head is very big. She could be taken as a hostage, another friend of ours will help.”

Delta/Patrick: ”Who?”

Suddenly, a person poked his back with something. Patrick turned back and aimed his MP5SD at his back. It was another contractor, he was holding a suppressed MP7 and had the same loadout as him. The only difference was that he wore a ballistic vest and wore a helmet. His build was similar to him, only a bit shorter.

As that unknown raised his hands, ”I'm a friend that Charlie sent. Call me Echo.” He lowered his hands and offered his hand, ”I'm here to help you get Clara out of that building.”

He shook his hand, ”Pleasure doing business with you Echo, you can call me Delta.”

”Nice to meet you Delta, let's walk around the place shall we?” They walked around the club to observe any entry points.

There were 3 normal entry points, the staff door on the back of the building, the cargo bay on the left side of the building, and the main entrance. All of them were guarded by a bouncer.

”Hmm, a revolver. Will work against drunk people, but won't work for any professional such as us,” He said.

Then, suddenly, five cars appeared from the main streets in front of the club. They were looking as menacing as hell. Most of them had piercings and they were wielding blunt weaponry such as Molotov cocktail and machete. They were the local street thugs, but from the looks of it, looks like they were going to attack the club.

Patrick looked at them, ”I'm glad that none of them is using a firearm.”

”Yeah, but Clara will be under attack. We must go now!” Echo ran to the backdoor of the club which was locked. The bouncer approached them, ”Oy, what are you doing...” Patrick shot him with 9mm subsonic rounds.

Echo grabbed a bolt cutter from his back and snapped that lock. But the door was also locked from the inside. Patrick grabbed a tactical crowbar from his back and force opened that door. ”Great, you're efficient.”

They went through the kitchen and there were many chefs in that kitchen, most of them were cooking, ”Coming Through!” Echo kicked the door that leads to the room behind the bar. Luckily, the things hadn't reached the club yet. Unfortunately, Clara was drunk and being teased by someone of the opposite gender.

Echo approached her, ”Mrs. Lisse, we have to go now.” Clara was drinking a glass of a seemingly strong drink.

”Hey yo, relax mate. The party isn't over yet, better step out of here before I...” Patrick bashed the back of his head with the stock of his MP5SD.

”I'm an introvert, I dislike talking to people,” He grabbed Clara's hand and ran to the front door. But then he noticed that the front entrance wasn't safe. The angry mobs had killed that bouncer. The EDM music suddenly stopped and a Molotov was thrown to the window of the club.

The coaches that were located near the window were burned and the crowds in the club started screaming and running in multiple directions. The mobs were storming through the front door and started breaking things.

Echo pulled Patrick's sleeve and they went for the cargo bay. It was located closer to their car. The sliding door was closed and they need a tactical answer for that, ”Don't worry, I got this,” Echo placed a C4 charge on the door.

They took cover behind a crate and that plastic explosive blasted the door open. They immediately ran to the car and argued on who's going to drive.

”I'm driving,” Echo said.

”Have you ever participate in an illegal street race?” Patrick asked.

”No.”

”Do you have a mad friend that forces you to participate in a tactical driving lesson for a year?”

”Nein.”

”Then let me drive,” he opened the door for Clara and closed it as he started the engine using the remote of the car.

Echo entered the car, ”I will be riding shotgun,” he said as he entered the car and turned on the siren that the car surprisingly had.

He entered the car and he pressed the pedal hard and made a smoke behind him and left that club. Echo looked behind and saw that the coast was clear.

”Phew, let's return this girl to the hotel,” Echo said.

”Too soon to say that Echo,” a car was chasing after them from behind alongside three motorbikes.