214 Ambrosia Cartel: Part 21 (1/2)
It was not the blue screens of the control room that made him opened his mouth widely. It was not the fact that the site had its onboard AI. No, it was the fact that there was a face. The face of someone that should not be there. The face of a certain person. A certain person that might spark another flame.
”Bloody hell…” Patrick aimed his MP7 at the computer screen that showed the face.
That face was the face of a certain person that Patrick knew. It was the face of an old acquaintance of Lynn. It was the face of Farl. Yes, it was the same Farl that staged everything from A to Z when Lynn was on her stage of an unstoppable rampage. Patrick searched for the nearest computer and he plugged the flash disk into one of the computers.
Patrick: ”Charlie Papa, Herring, do you copy?”
Herring: ”Loud and clear. Do you have anything to report in particular?”
Patrick: ”A lot of things. The base has been occupied by the Ambrosia cartel and full of hostiles. The main entrance of this base hasn't been found yet. However, there is someone inside of this base. The ICBM seems to be in working order. Is there any way to send US troops here?”
Herring: ”Sorry, but sending US troops to Panama is as equal as exposing the existence of the base to the outer world. I'd rather use the HSDC and its resources if I were you. We can't go barging into a place that used to be a secret ICBM facility.”
Patrick: ”Unofficial invasion of Panama?”
Herring: ”Yes.”
As Patrick called Herring on the radio, the face that was on the big screen inside of that ICBM base started opening his mouth. He didn't recognize Patrick, but Patrick was sure that there was no other reason for that face to appear besides warning the other occupants of that base. Patrick was one hundred percent about that.
”Hmm, so the Americans decide to send a pest to my kingdom. Bold of them to assume that I didn't prepare for such threats.” four machine gun turrets appeared on each corner of that room. All of them were shot at Patrick. Patrick dived down into nearby tables to look for cover. The loud noise from the machine gun turrets would probably warn the whole base. Patrick switched to his HK417 that was carried in his backpack all along.
Patrick loaded the under-barrel grenade launcher with a 40mm grenade and he shot it at the turret that was located in the bottom left corner of that room. The bullets that were fired at him was still unknown at this point. He needed to see the bullet holes or see whether the bullet penetrated his skin or not.
Patrick grabbed a yellow pen injection and injected it into his hand. It was one of the combat injections that one would use if the contractors were injured. However, it was also a combat injection that would enhance perception, in Patrick's case, it would increase the duration of [Focus].
”You pesky pest. Where the hell are you and who the hell are you?” Farl screamed and his voice was echoing across the entire room. Patrick put another 40mm grenade inside of his grenade launcher and he shot it into the door of that room. He threw another grenade into that room afterward.
Patrick: ”Charlie Papa. Code RED. I have been exposed. Herring. Can you do me a favor and find me another exit. Even blowing up the silo wouldn't be a big deal.”
Herring: ”Are you intending to escape through the door of the missile silo. Well, Alex has said that he had gained access to the mainframe. However, there was no way to open the door of the silo without launching the missiles. In short, you're on your own.”
Patrick: ”Very helpful. Thanks.”
Patrick charged through the door of that control room and encountered many cartel members in the hallway that led to the elevator. There might be six of them and all of them were armored with a vest. It would require a headshot to kill them since their armor would protect them from 7.62x51mm bullets.