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Capitolo 33: Strage In Membrie

•5uona Letture•

"What are we gonna do about Michael?" bean asked, they are currently on top of the New York building. Bean aimed at the American mafiosos using a scope.

"Keep watching, don't let your guard down!" michael is focusing on the drone he controls through a monitor screen.

Michael and Bean go on a mission together, while the mafiosos, disguised as hotel cleaners, report on the surroundings. Michael kept busy answering one by one the reports from the mafioso.

"Michael give me the coordinates" Bean asked.

"West at 12 on target 1A" Michael gave a specific coordinate point.

"Alright" Bean pointed his scope right at the heads of the American mafia who were talking, they were talking while doing drug transactions.

Michael's finger was busy typing something. This is the work of a mafia although lives must be sacrificed for the benefit of the group or organization in order to become rapidly growing and respected throughout the world. Michael sent two helicopters to close all the exits of the hotel.

"You found a leader?" michael asked with a focused look at the screen.

"It seems not, maybe he was watching the blue movie" Bean replied accompanied by his chuckle.

"Gosh, hahaha" Michael laughed blandly at his friend's reply.

Michael is back in focus. The drone he was controlling turned the hotel building around. Many cheap jal*ng expose their beautiful bodies. Michael had not tasted a hole loose for a long time, now he tasted a narrow hole. Michael continued to run his drone slightly closer to the enemy area. The enemies were busy drinking alcohol while dancing around under consciousness.

Michael nodded his smile. This opportunity needs to be used as best as possible to keep it running as planned. Drones Michael drives into the hotel and attaches himself to the elevator that he intended as the center of attention. Where the bomb will explode if Michael presses the red button.

"Damn it, you put it on Michael's target, it's a very dangerous impact" Bean saw the drone stuck right on top of the elevator through his scope.

"Wouldn't it be good for them, come on without violence the mission will not run according to expectations" said Michael who is currently playing the red button.

"Ck, you always kill the victim" Bean said slightly sneering.

"Stop talking, aim at the enemy before they get into the loose burrow!" cynical Michael then refocused. While Bean chuckled at it, where they could enter the burrow of the woman who was sunbathing with the hot sun. Even without shame they did se*s with one woman and five men. This country is very chaotic compared to other countries that have shame when having sex in public places.

Michael gets a report on the whereabouts of the American mafia leader who is walking into the hotel. Time to take action. Michael deliberately diverted the attention of the FBI so as not to mess with the combat center later.

"When we're fighting Bean" Michael pulls out his long-barreled shotgun from Germany, which is famous for one five-lifetime bullet in one second.

"Death will be with you" Michael said in his heart. He wants this problem to be resolved quickly without any more grudges or enemies that disturb his happiness with his wife and children later.

"Signores! signore! The enemy fired at the helicopter" one mafioso reported.

Spontaneous Michael looking for the enemy. His eyes continued to glance at every corner. He saw a sniper shooting from the top of the building. Michael's distance from the shooter was 800 meters. Michael took aim at the shooter's head.

DORR...

One bullet managed to topple one life, the shooter died on the spot, fortunately Michael used a silencer so that the sound of the gunshot was not heard at all. Radius that Michael can reach with the ability of wind speed that regulates the speed of the bullet to the right target.

"What did you shoot that son of a bitch? Birds or mosquitoes?" bean asked, the scope diverts the target that is the center of attention.

"Nothing, don't change the shot, shoot in front of you, I go first, escort me with my gun" said Michael leaving Bean alone on top of the building.

"I will protect you Michael" Bean said in his heart and conviction.

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Michael walked a little fast. Michael pulled the hat off his jacket not forgetting the mask as a disguise. Michael was looking for the target he was looking for. His feet moved closer to the reception desk.

"Excuse me, do you know this guy" Michael said, showing a picture of himself.

The receptionist turned his head, walking over to a man who was showing a photo. "Sir, how can I help you?" ask the receptionist with eyes trying to clearly see the face in the photo.

"Do you know him?" ask Michael back.

The receptionist's eyes stared in disbelief, recognizing the Italian-faced man. "No, but if you want to question this man, you can ask the guard standing over there" the receptionist pointed out a guard, but Michael knew it, it was not a guard but rather a mafioso in charge of guarding around. The name of the guard is just the name of the frills as a cheat.

"All right, thank you" said Michael, then walked closer to the man.

His hand was put in his pocket to find the explosive button. His finger accidentally nudged a small object with curiosity he grasped it while stepping. And he managed to get a small remote with a red button in the middle. Michael pushed the button.

DUARS...

TET...TET...TET...TET...TET...

Alarm alert sounds loud. The guards ran to check the surroundings. Michael smiled as the guard ran to the scene of the explosion. Again, Michael's chance to succeed easily.

"Blow up lines A and B, eliminate all mafioso sections A and B!" tell Michael through a phone-like device.

Michael walked to the elevator which was full.

The elevator is perfectly closed, it's time to go up to the floor as people will. Michael deliberately stood at the very back of the entire line. Luck is on his side. Currently Michael leaned close to the elevator wall plus people who docked each other so that CCTV cameras could not see anything suspicious.

Michael placed four elevator lines namely A, B, C, and D. The rest of the emergency stairs he used as a fishing rod.

His hand pulled out an explosive device and stuck it where it should have exploded. Michael smiled behind the mask he was wearing. It was time to get out of the forbidden zone.

The elevator stopped on the second floor. Only Michael and the two mafiosos came out. The two mafiosos walked to the right while Michael went to the left.

When the elevator closed and the surrounding situation was quiet. Michael turned his body and shot the two mafiosos.

DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...

Four bullets managed to make the mafioso sprawled on the floor with a drenched blood.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it."

Michael ran away from the scene of the shooting towards the bathroom.

"Michael, how's things going around?" ask Bean who was looking for Michael but did not find him.

"Aman, you're looking for a shooter who's blocking line B! Because the elevator has been damaged along line A" Michael replied while giving orders.

THE CZECH...

Michael opened the door to the ladies' bathroom. It was intended to be used as a hiding place.

"Alright Michael" Bean said then aiming around line B.

Michael called a mafioso.

"Ciao, blow up lines A and B, send the mafiosos who are currently wearing disguises to line C and part of it to line D. Sterilize the C line first, and collapse the A and B lines!" michael's orders then shut down the connection.

DODODODORRRRR........

The sound of assault rifles raided Michael's hideout. Michael reinserted his phone and set up the weapon.

"Let's do your fucking Mexican cowboy dance."

Michael threw a grenade at them.

DUG...

DUARS...

AAAA...

TAPS...TAPS...TAPS...TAPS...

Michael ran when the grenade he threw exploded and left the place he was hiding.

DUARS...DUARS...DUARS...

Fortunately, Michael managed to run to lane D. Paths A and B were successfully obliterated in an instant.

BUGH...

One punch hit Michael's face. His body slumped to the side. Michael hissed furiously. His eyes looked to the side. He saw a mafioso hit him earlier.

"Basin the son of a bitch, I'm gonna make you wheat flour" Michael growled. He tried to stand up to avenge that raw blow.

BUGH...TAPS...BUGH...

Michael punched while kicking the mafioso's leg knee. What he is fighting now is a bodyguard.

In the ready position Michael was on full alert with horses. It seems like it is fun and challenging at the same time.

BUGH...BUGH...BUGH...

Three punches hit the bodyguard's face. Michael approached and kicked firmly in the chest of the bodyguard. The bodyguard fell backwards.

Michael pulled out his gun and shot him.

"Fucking day for you stupid bodyguard.".

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