24 Time for showdown (1/2)

At the same time.

Ten miles west of Belfast, Dundrod, Northern Ireland.

”Dashboard this is Saber six, target is unmoved.”

”Saber six be patient, package is on the way, ETA five minutes.”

”Copy that.”

Across the Dundrod Presbyterian Church in Dundrod, Northern Ireland, lieutenant Brick of MGU is currently standing on the opposite side of the road in the bus stop across the Church in disguise and was eating biscuits while making it seem like he was waiting for someone.

They finally got a lead on that terrorist attack in Mozambique. The explosives used by those terrorists (Mercenaries but they are terrorists since they are bad guys) during the attack were identified as the ones sold by an Irish arms dealer. They tracked him and found out that he will be making a deal with some Mafia or sort here in Dundrod. MGU immediately sent a strike force to Northern Ireland and now they are in middle of waiting for both parties.

Brick is an Under SOL and his team consists of six Under SOLS excluding him and four veteran adults. They were all positioned accordingly and surrounded the Church with no way out without them knowing. On the bus stop, apart from Brick, another one of his teammate is also there. Both were wearing jackets and a caps as well while waiting.

Out of nowhere, a man wearing ”Eagles” T-shirt and a cap walked over and sat. He opened the newspaper in his hand and began reading it.

Bricks and his teammate were on guard against this stranger. It may seem like he was just reading his newspaper but upon close observation, he was looking at the Church.

There was three black land rovers in the Church parking lot. Suddenly, eighteen men in black suits came out of the three black rovers. The guy from the center rover snapped his finger. His men began clearing the parking lot and cleared out the whole Church within a minute. After clearing everyone out, they set up a perimeter around the Church and surprisingly enough, there wasn't much vehicles on the roads as well.

The men in black suit began shooing people on the streets as well. Those who rejected silently did as they were told after two seconds of talk with them.

Two of them walked towards the bus stop.

”You should not stand here, leave now and go home.” One of them said.

”Who are you to say that?” Brick asked, like he was one of the locals.

”Leave.” The second guy pulled out a pistol from his suit and pointed it at Brick. Brick's team left the street and already hid themselves in the dark.

Suddenly, three more rovers came towards the Church on the B101 road. The two men in suit looked at them.

”Saber six actual, package has arrived, wait for confirmation.” Dashboard (command center) said on his earpiece.

The three new rovers drove into the parking lot and stopped. The doors opened. Eleven men came out, excluding the drivers. Ten out of Eleven had guns. Their boss from the center car, he didn't have a weapon. He snapped his fingers. One of his men walked to the back of the car and brought a briefcase out.

It was 'The Irishman', one of the world's leading black market arms dealer.

”You bring money?” The Irishman asked.

”You bring goods?” The Mafia boss asked.

The Irishman took the briefcase and opened it to show them. Inside the briefcase, it was a bomb. Not just any bomb, but the newest and a very powerful one. The RGLN 393 codenamed 'Großer Tod', which means 'Big Death' in German.

Yes it was German made. Pretty trustworthy. The Irishman closed the briefcase.

”Now, money.” The Irishman said.