172 Why I Became A Contractor: Part 10 (1/2)

Monday, 5th Of March 2018.

”Charlie, Echo is moving towards the objective.” Echo walked with his assault rifle towards the most expensive car in that area.

”Copy that.” Charlie threw away the empty tube and pulled out her Barrett sniper rifle. She shot the rifle multiple times at the incoming hostiles. The .50 BMG blew their bodies one by one.

I kept pulling the trigger of my MG5 until the belt magazine ran out and had to be replaced with a new belt. I threw away the empty box and reloaded my MG5. The MG5 kept spewing out bullets until I stopped pulling the trigger since there were no more hostile in that street.

”CEASE FIRE!” Echo shouted as he planted a C4 on the car door. Echo ran away from that car door and he pressed the detonator on his hand. The car exploded into some fiery fireworks and the target was eliminated by that explosion.

The car became burning wreckage as Echo walked away from it. There was nothing left from the politician mainly due to the fact that the explosion disintegrated most of that car. ”Alright, the mission is complete. Let's head back to our home base. By the way, I'll transfer the payment later,” Echo said.

I entered the car with Echo and Charlie. It was a rather quick, but profitable mission. There were no bullet holes in my body so I would consider it an easy day for me. There wasn't anything bad happening so I wouldn't consider it as my successful suicide attempt.

”Lima, where will you go? Your house?” Echo asked me.

”Yes. Just drive me to my house.” I laid back and sat down on the chair of the car.

”Ok.”

Echo took me to my house. He dropped me in front of the gate of my house and Charlie just waved her hands at me. It looked like both of them were more than a friend. They could be a couple, but I would never know since I didn't even know their real identity.

”See ya.” Echo closed his car window and he drove away from my house. The car only left a thin white trail of smoke coming from the exhaust of that car.

I sighed. I put my hands on the doorknob and pushed the door. I would usually expect some greeting like ”Welcome back Lynn, how's your day, or anything. But well, I don't have anything left.”

I pulled out my smartphone and switched to my civilian loadout which consisted of school uniforms and my bag. I immediately headed back to my room since there was no use of watching television alone in the living room. There wouldn't be anyone to accompany me besides the ghost of my parents.

The light turned on automatically. I stepped my feet in the wooden cushion of my room. 'What a long day.' I let myself laid down in the comfy bed. The white ceiling was the only thing that accompanies me. The house was very eerie that I didn't even dare to get out of my room without holding a rifle or a gun.

I had no doubt that my parents' car crash was staged by someone else. My friends were sitting on top of the list and I hadn't found any evidence that led to their involvement yet. However, when the time came, I would be there to kill them.

I was quite happy at the moment. With a 40k on my bank account, I could actually live better than when my parents were still here. I only hadn't refurnished the whole house since it would be a quite jarring task that had no use since I would be rarely roaming around the house either.