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Stagione 2: Fallotone

•5uona Letture•

"You believe we can destroy the place" Bean was made to gape in disbelief at the magnificent palace that would be their target.

"Remain sure, why?" asked Michael with a frown.

"No" Bean hurriedly replied. Actually he was anxious, afraid that this plan failed again and brought home defeat.

"Don't be afraid Bean, we can get through this" Michael assured Bean. His eyes were busy looking for a suitable landing spot. At the moment Michael's helicopter is flying high above the night sky, it's impossible if Michael's air is low. The enemy knows it.

Fortunately, the color of Michael's helicopter is in line with the dark color of the night, so the helicopter can be perfectly camouflaged. Michael has also placed several troops at some point that the enemy cannot detect.

"Bean report the team! Throw smoke bombs on enemy radar!"

"Ready" Bean reported to the others. Bean finally got an answer from the troops. Bean tells Michael right away. That all the troops are ready.

"Michael, we can go down at that point!" Bean pointed out the window. Michael's eyes focused on one object. As if understanding, Michael tried to air low.

The rescue mission this time was successful even though it was still in the early stages, although not yet how much. But Michael kept his spirits up and fought tenaciously to bring his girl home. Love overcomes all tired and the word surrender. Michael promised, from today he will take care of his girl with all his heart and risk his life for the one he loves. Although the risk he bears is very heavy, but that is his promise.

Michael's helicopter landed perfectly on the roof of the palace, unknown to the enemy. Michael's heart cheered. Time to get to the core of the mission.

"Bean, report where the plane is now?" ask Michael impatiently. Michael pulled out a wall-breaker.

Bean checked his phone. The plane's location from their current position is not so far away.

"It's 2km from here" Bean reported. Michael nodded.

"It's time to go in" Michael entered the palace through the roof. Bean came in too.

TAPS...

BUGH...

"Aw, can you land properly, you want my waist to break huh?" grouchy Michael. Bean just chuckled. He was accidentally knocked over by the thing Michael was wearing.

"Sorry" Bean moved from Michael's waist. Michael immediately stood up, not forgetting to clean his dirty clothes due to dirty floors.

"Now what are we doing?" ask Bean. His eyes danced here and there looking at the surrounding situation that was so quiet and dark.

SIR...SIR...SIR...

"Damn" Michael patted the noisy mosquitoes approaching him.

"What are you doing huh?" bean's protest saw his friend clapping.

"Be quiet son of a bitch, I'm doing a circus catching a mosquito's butt" Michael said. When the mosquito landed on Bean's nose. Michael slapped tight. By rubbing both hands and.

PLAKK......

Bean's body slumped backwards receiving a tight slap from his friend. Until it makes the sound of a slap so loud.

"Basic, I'm not a dumb mosquito" he protested. Bean rubbed his nose.

"Stop whining, now focus on the target, I won't let them get back through. Bean report to the other team, have you got any signs!"

Half annoyed, Bean went back to checking his phone. His fingers were busy typing what Michael told them to. Then press the paper plane.

Michael was peeking behind the crack. It is impossible to break through them. If it breaks through, it will invite everyone. Michael's eyes narrowed, his head shifting slightly as the enemy came towards him. Both of Michael's hands pulled Bean.

"Uhm..." Bean was surprised, his hand wanted to throw Michael's hand.

Bean nodded. Michael unleashed. His hand took the gun behind his pants. Do not forget to install soundproofers. A little damper help, then smooth killing.

CIT...

Door opens slowly. The shadow of that person was in front of the doorway. Michael was waiting for the right time. The shadow was silent for a long time, and the shadow moved closer.

Bean's sweat starts to pour, tension will ensue. Michael put his finger on the trigger. Ready not to be ready, Michael will do it for the sake of this mission running smoothly. His breathing is roaring.

TAPS...TAPS...TAPS...THE CZECH...

The door is closed now. This opportunity Michael used.

Die you

DORS...

BRUISES...

The head feels rotated. His body staggered forward. He walked around unnoticed because it was pitch dark. Until his head hit the wall. And sprawled.

"Michael" whispered Bean patting Michael's shoulder gently. There are things to be told about this mission.

"Hm" dehem Michael. Head turned. It was not very clear to see Bean's face. But the faint look on Bean's face was slightly visible.

"Cilla's not here" Bean said. Michael was silent to hear it. It seems like he can't believe it. Michael took Bean's phone. His eyes were so solemnly staring at the message sent by the mafiosos. Michael gritted his teeth.

"Remove this place, lest there be anything left" Michael handed Bean's phone back. Bean's in a hurry to come with Michael.

"Get it!" Michael crouches.

"You mean?" ask Bean wonder. What does.

"Quick! don't babble too much" slightly raising a few octaves of voice.

Bean according. His feet approached and began to climb onto Michael's shoulders. Michael stood up.

"Hurry up!" Bean tried to reach her with great difficulty. Michael was upset. His hand immediately threw Bean's leg.

"S**t" Bean kissed the roof of the palace.

It's Michael's turn. His hands stretched upwards. With the position ready, slightly lower his knees. His itchy hands wanted to hold

HAPS...

Michael got out. And at the right time the warplanes are ready to destroy this palace.

The helicopter was waiting for him in front. Michael is still convinced the whereabouts of his girl is still around the country. Whatever it is he will keep looking for it until he meets, until the hole of the ants he is looking for.

With a confident step Michael forward into the helicopter. Followed by Bean. Helicopter takes off from palace roof. Now it's the plane's turn that'll scorch it.

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

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