114 McGrath and Dynn: Part 14 (1/2)

Friday, 5th of December 2020. Trinity high school. 2300 hours. Lynn and Clara's room.

Clara was looking at her table. Not because she was learning, but because it was the first phase of Lynn's plan. She just wanted to say goodbye to her old school. She was in her combat loadout.

”Lynn, are you sure this is a good idea?” Clara asked as she lifted a big backpack that contained Lynn's bionic limbs.

”Yeah, there's no time to waste. The kidnapper could be here at any minute and you need every bit of time to escape,” Lynn said as there were a lot of cars in front of the dormitory.

”Good luck, let's just hope this plan works or you're fucked,” Clara said as Lynn gave her eye and smartphone away. She couldn't risk the tech to be discovered. Clara put the eye in a special container and the phone in her magazine pocket. Clara said her goodbye before she opened the window of that room.

Lynn went to the bed again. Clara went to the window and rappelled outside of the door. Her objective was Lynn's car since it was her request. She took the rope away from that window and begun sneakily walked to Lynn's car.

It didn't take too long until someone suddenly entered their room and kidnapped Lynn. Now things started getting complicated. The one who kidnapped Lynn was armed guards that were most likely to be special forces.

'Shoot them all? Hmm, it might be best for me to just hide and waited for them to go past me,' Clara said and she hid between the bushes.

She saw multiple black men walking out of the dormitory. They were carrying Lynn inside a body bag. They put Lynn inside a car's trunk and drove away from that school, but there was one problem.

”Search the perimeter! Her friend is gone!” One of the spec-ops soldiers said.

'shit,' Clara thought and she looked that some of the soldiers were wearing night-vision goggles. It wouldn't take too long for them until they found Clara.

Clara took a drastic measure, she called the air support since it was the most useful support at that moment. She called Patrick.

”Damnit Clara, this is eleven in the evening,” Patrick said on his phone.

”Patrick, I need air surveillance right now!” Clara said on her phone.

”Ok, I'll be there in two minutes. Mind telling me what's going on?” Patrick asked.

”Can't do. Be quick, these guys are spec-ops,” Clara said as she closed her phone and pulled out her assault rifle in case someone approached her. She only waited while the black men started opening the bushes, searching for her.

One minute and the soldiers had searched near her. It would only buy her some more minutes if she started shooting at them. Staying quiet was the best option at that point since she could clearly see that the soldiers had moved too close to her.

”Delta, did you bring an A/G missile?” Clara asked as she put her rifle in front of her shoulder.

Patrick: ”Bombs away.”

A bomb was dropped from the fighter jet and fell down two hundred meters away from Clara. Patrick was bombing the reinforcement that was waiting at the school gate.

Patrick: ”Move to the southeast. You should find the least amount of resistance there.”

Clara ran to the southeast direction as the spec op soldiers fired bullets at her. Clara ran to that direction and she was stuck. There was nowhere to run since there was a wall there.

Patrick: ”Get down. Pickle!”

A missile was fired at the wall far away from Clara and blasted it away. The missile made a hole in that wall that perfectly fit Clara. But there was another problem, that hole led to the river near the school.

Patrick: ”Did you pack a combat diver loadout?”

Clara: ”I did, but are you sure?”

Patrick: ”Just go. This river led to the ocean. I'll pick you up there. Don't worry, the river is deep enough for you to remain undetectable.”

Clara grabbed her smartphone and immediately changed into a combat diver loadout. The special forces continued shooting at her and Clara immediately jumped to the deep dark river.