Mafia Hunters
My insinuation
"Xia, have you made it?" my many.
"We got Jane out, where are you?" ask Xia.
"You're leaving fast don't mind me!" I said.
"Jane!" pekik Xia's.
Duuuua
Drudrudrudrudrudrudru
They rained down on the place with bullets thrown from long-barreled war rifles, while I was still squatting in my place.
The long-range attacker.
"Jane one's on your left!" xia said through the earphones that were still stuck to my right ear, it turned out that he was safe and could fly a drone to my fighting location.
I immediately shot the man who appeared on my left who was carrying a long-barreled rifle.
"Jane's behind you!" I rolled on the ground and directly shot at someone walking behind my hideout.
My shot that never misses and is on target, shooting practice once a week that I always do, finally useful as well.
Someone combed again this plantation area with a hail of roaring bullets like in vidio war games that are much in demand by the leaks.
It seems that someone who carries a big gun is a showman, many times he rained the shots in any direction without thinking.
Good thing, because of the sound of the shot I became aware of the position of the shooter without looking.
I took advantage of the pause on the long barrel gun to renew the shell casing, I shot twice towards the man without looking.
Blood gushed from the chest of the long-barreled gunman and drooped on the ground, his comrades advancing with no care, their lust to kill me was already incontrovertible it seemed.
I opened some buttons on my shirt, so I could freely pick up the bullets I had set up in the blister where the bullets were coiled around my pocket.
They're shooting at just about anywhere because I'm hiding under these pot-pot cannabis plants that are quite large in size, I was quickly able to read their location without any cue from Xia as my instincts were quite sharp.
A lot of people have fallen there.
"Jane at three o'clock, changing bullets!" Xia said, I immediately squinted my eyes among the lushness of this cannabis plant.
I took off the trigger of my gun, as soon as my shot was right and the man was sprawled on the ground.
"Jane's two more dead, at 11!" I replaced my bullet casing with a full one and I walked down to avoid them shooting randomly like before.
I stood up, and aimed the bullets in both of my pistols at the two men in front and to my right.
"Finish Jane!" xia said relieved.
"Not yet!" I said.
I checked all the dying men to gain access to the mine. I found a card in the mine at one of the guards' necks. When I noticed the bredcode was quite complicated, surely access to the secret room had to use something even more complicated.
"I'm sorry sir! This is just in case!" I took a folding knife in the belt around my waist, and I cut off the guard's thumb and I stored the blood-stained thing with a handkerchief.
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There was no fear even though many humans were dying around me, blood pouring from various parts of their bodies seemed to be words of encouragement because of my victory.
But I couldn't enjoy this scene much longer, because I could have been captured by Brian.
I drove one of the jeep-type cars that the bodyguards used to come here a while ago. I can't walk out of this place, it's also to minimize new attacks. Brian must have had more troops than this.
I was directed by Xia towards a dense palm oil plantation. For almost 15 minutes I drove this car through the slippery red dirt road. Finally arrived at the asphalt road, there was already Xia's car waiting for me.
My disheveled appearance became a laughingstock by Xia, when I got into the car.
"The beautiful Jane is perfect! If the guys see your appearance now, it must be direct ilfil!" Xia.
"Bido very!" my word.
Mr. Robet immediately drove his car towards an old, seemingly unmanageable building in the suburb of Lubuk Linggau.
It turns out that in the abandoned building it is quite complete with some home furniture, the place also looks comfortable even though it is rather dirty. I immediately took a shower because my body was full of dirt, when I finished bathing I could only see Xia who had changed clothes but again he chose the black color for all the outfit, he said, yaaa that's Xia's trademark.
"Where is Mr Robet?" ask me to Xia.
"My father's out to buy food!" answer Xia.
"I recorded your actions at the factory!" xia said he showed the vidio taken by the drone that was towed in his labtob.
"Lack of work!" I said, just click the dalete button without asking permission from Xia.
"Kok removed anyway!" xia said annoyedly.
"I'm afraid you're threatening me with that vidio one day!" I said honestly.
"I'm not gonna be that cute Jane!" Xia.
"When an ordinary human being has ambition and urgency, he will turn into a mustard who knows to care about things that are labeled shortsighted!" I said.
"Ready teacher!" Xia.
I also changed into all-black, as we had to continue our mission in two illegal Vano Compeny business premises.
We can penetrate the security systems of some of those companies but what Zidane needs is not that. Zidane wanted a proof if the term company was actually built by Brian.
That person really had a very close relationship with Brian. All the evidence about Vano Compeny has been directed to Brian, but still the trial has not given a firm action to the person who is considered his brother.
Then the second goal, we are to make sure Vano Compeny is owned by Arkana Group. Zidane is a greedy and ruthless man, but Vano Compeny is indeed Arkana Group's right.
Zidane is crazy. At first I was very afraid that if Brian got angry, if it is true that the crimes in Arkana that I have handled are not all done by Arkana family members, then Brian-His doing it.
I can't be as afraid of Brian as Zidane said last night, if I want to take my revenge I have to be more ruthless than him.
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It was late afternoon, almost evening. We ate three, after Mr. Robet returned to bring rice wrap for the three of us.
"The rice field is second to none!" I said, devouring the tender and full-taste rendang meat.
After eating I prepared some bullet casings and replaced the silencers in each of my pistols.
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