123 Time To Move Out: Part 2 (1/2)

”Alpha, Charlie, Foxtrot, Victor, and Golf, you head downstairs, copy that?” Nathan gave his order as all of the contractors continued running downstairs.

”Copy that boss man. Follow my lead,” Laura ran downstairs with her team. They would shock and awe the enemy so hard that they would never think of attacking the school again.

It didn't take a minute until flashbang grenade rounds were exploding on the spot. Laura/Charlie was holding a GM-94 after all so it wasn't surprising that she started blasting the attackers with that.

”X-ray, Tango, Kilo, Serval, and Sierra,” I want you to go to the administration room and search for any survivor!” Echo said and five of them immediately jumped from the second floor to save some time instead of going back to the stairs. Clara was no exception with the Carl Gustav on her back.

”Quebec, India, Juliette, Romeo, and I will check on the west side of this building. We will commence a hostage rescue operation, got it?” Nathan said and left the remaining five.

”We'll search in the east direction. Remember, when in doubt, just shoot and pray,” Patrick said to the rest of the team and they agreed.

”How about music on the speaker of this school to add more badassery?” Sierra/Alex said as he grabbed his smartphone and played rock music on the background.

In a matter of seconds, the delay between each grenade shot became shorter and almost everyone used full-auto to obliterate the attacker. Anyone could clearly saw that the contractors were swiftly kicking the door of each class and shot a flashbang grenade in the classroom.

”Delta held this grenade launcher,” Shaddam threw a GM-94 at Patrick. Patrick caught it and kicked the door in front of him.

He shot a flashbang grenade at the classroom and immediately shouted, ”Everybody get down!” The students immediately got down onto the floor and Shaddam sprayed the whole classroom with his M4 to make sure that no one stays alive besides the students.

”Room Clear!” Shaddam shouted and he left that room. Patrick reloaded his GM-94 with one flashbang grenade.

”You know, I'm better off with my usual style,” Shaddam said as he equipped his Juggernaut suit, but he still used his assault rifle because he was in a hostage situation.

”Copy that, Bravo, lead the way,” Patrick told him and they walked behind Shaddam.

There was always a hostile that popped its head from the door. It was an invitation for the contractors to storm the room mercilessly and swiftly.

”Bravo, you know what to do,” Patrick said and Saddam immediately kicked that door and Patrick shot a flash any round at that room. It immediately exploded and made a loud noise that decapitated the whole room. In short, the criminals were as good as dead.

”ROOM CLEAR!” Shaddam shouted.

The contractors moved to the next classroom. It got turned into a full-blown hostage situation. They needed to make sure that they had zero casualties in a situation where they couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be any casualties.

They kept on pushing from one room to another. The standard operating procedure was to throw a flashbang into each room and cleared it out of hostile. The hostiles consisted of black men with AKs. They were a rebel, not ordinary rioters. From how they did the operation, they were professionals.

”Five room, one more to go,” Patrick commented as Shaddam kicked the last door.

They immediately saw a hostage was being held by one of the rebels. A pistol was aimed at the student's head.

”MOVE AND I BLOW HIS HEAD!” The rebel said as he waved his gun to the student's head.

Saddam couldn't shot the head of that rebel since he didn't want to risk him pulling up the trigger and killed the student. It wasn't the result that the contractors wanted.

”Woah, slow down, let's not act harshly here,” Lynn said as she aimed the head of that rebel with the SCAR-H.

”YOU MOVE, SHE'S DEAD,” The rebel said.

Negotiating wasn't contractors' specialty from the start. They had zero skill in negotiations, and with terrorists, nope, they wouldn't ever do a negotiation with a terrorist. It's just too risky. He could betray them, or worse, shoot them.

”Girl, I want you to listen carefully. There's no guarantee that we can get you out alive, so...,” Lisa said as she aimed her P90 at the head of that rebel.

It distracted the attention of that rebel. The rebel was confused for a second, but it was a good opportunity for the contractors to shoot that rebel. Lynn aimed her rifle at the rebel's head and shot it with 7.62 rounds.

Three rounds hit his head and he was immediately declared dead. Lynn immediately ran to the girl, ”Are you ok? Did he harm you?”

”No, I'm fine,” the girl said as she ran for shelter with the other students on the corner of the classroom.

”Stay here ok,” Lynn said as the contractors left that classroom.