185 Why I Became A Contractor: Part 23 (1/2)

Tuesday, 10th of April 2018. Old Highschool. Lynn's Class. 2100 Hours. Task Force Infanta.

The solid combat boots stomped the cold ceramic floor of the hallway. The air was blowing coldly from the opening in that hallway. The person beside me was busy with his laptop. He was fiddling with codes.

The school was soundless. There was no sign of human activity. It was very dark if not for the AN-PVS 14 on top of my head. Everything looked so green from behind these goggles. That laptop screen would be shining brightly if not for the dark mode.

”Sierra, can you breach the firewall?” I asked.

Sierra just shook his head. The firewall must be too strong to be breached quickly. Well, accessing the wifi router directly wouldn't hurt if not for the power source being disabled to disable the CCTV. The backup power generator only had the power to restore the main server which Sierra had to access through the onboard wifi inside of his computer which wasn't strong at all.

I chose another approach. I would hack right into the server of this school and hopefully, got some internal data that might be helpful in my revenge against Farl. There was no need to hunt Sissy down again since she was in a safe house this entire time and I didn't have to kill her either since she had lost the game this time.

”I'll go to the server room. What do I need to do?” I asked.

Sierra grabbed something from her back which had a close resemblance to an Ethernet router. It needed to be plugged into the server of that school and Sierra would gain access to the server.

I ran to the server room and Sierra sat down in the hallway of my school. Sweat started dripping in my face and falling to my neck. It was cold, but it still falling down my head.

The wooden door had a plate on top of it. It was written that it was the server room, as a result, I entered that room, but the door was locked. The door was an ordinary wooden door that might have been eaten by ages. I could pry it open easily with my crowbar and so I did.

I grabbed the crowbar from by back and pried that door open. The lock wasn't that tight and I could open it easily. As I entered that room, the breeze of cold air was coming from inside. The source of the cold air was the dead air conditioner that was always turned on if not for the dead power.

There was an Ethernet cable slot in that server and I plugged the router into that cable. Sierra immediately confirmed that the server was connected to his laptop.

Sierra: ”All info about Lane Mcfarlane. Right?”

Lynn: ”Yeah. All info about my old friend. I'll kill him later, but for now, this will do.”

The fans inside of that server turned on as the workload for that server increased. Right now, the server usage was at 80% according to the monitor in that server room. The air in that room turned hotter as the fan blew faster.

Sierra: ”All done. Come out.”

I stood up and took the router from the server itself. I put the server inside of the tactical bag and walked back into the server room. I would be back into the hallway and Sierra was back into the laptop. However, he was holding an M249 in his hands. It was not a good thing. There was no purpose of holding a squad automatic weapon in a stealth base operation.

”Good news, we just trigger the silent alarm and the police should be coming in any minutes. You should prepare for heavy combat, I'll call those in the armored vehicle.” Sierra grabbed his phone and asked for backup.