Somplak Boss

Part 54: Swallowing Many Victims

Aldo sharpened his gaze as he settled down the fifth-floor hallway. His estimation was that every room before him was already inhabited by armed enemies who were ready to kill him at any time.

Aldo and his army crept up, slowly stepping down the passageway. One of the Densus 88 team broke down the door of the room nearby and the other members immediately threw it with granad. Smoke was visible, began to appear some people behind the door of the room with a long barrel gun. Shooting is inevitable.

Aldo deftly dodged as a bullet from a firearm shot towards him. He snarled because the bullet even penetrated the chest of his men.

"Damn!" dengus Aldo was upset that many of his men had died. The man aimed his long-barreled rifle at the enemy who was increasingly popping out of the apartment room. Several enemies fell as Aldo shot him blindly.

Aldo was surprised when a hand pulled him into a room nearby. Apparently one of his men, who along with it immediately closed the door of the room tightly.

They all instantly pulled out some couches and tables so that the enemy outside could not break down the door. Ten members of the Densus 88 joint team including Aldo looked so panicked. There were some of them who were treating his injured comrades.

Aldo dropped his body to the floor with both hands clenched coldly. "Dammit!!!" growled. "We're locked up!"

One of the members of the Detachment 88 team bowed their knees in front of Aldo in tears. "We're locked up, we're gonna die!" the thick-bodied man groaned with a trembling body.

"Thatmghhh...!!!" Aldo smacked his clenched hand against the wall. "A lot of our friends are dead!" gerutu.

"How now?" ask one of the Densus 88 personnel.

"If this is how we can't catch the ruthless mafia." Aldo rubbed his tired face. "Our country is han.. cur!" he continued, full of emphasis.

"We've got 10 men left, we're all going to die, sir!"

Aldo was silent, staring at the door that continued to be pounded by the enemy outside. His other nine men were also silent with gasping breaths.

"We're going down the balcony." Aldo got up, then grabbed the baton that was behind the backs of his men. He threw the batter into the window, until the window shattered.

The nine men followed Aldo hanging down the balcony of the fifth floor to the fourth floor. He also helped members who were seriously injured to jump over the balcony to get off. Aldo broke the window in one of the rooms on the fourth floor to get inside.

"Rama, check the door!" said Aldo told one of his men to check the door of the room on the fourth floor they entered.

The youngster called Rama nodded, then carefully peeked at the situation in the fourth floor passageway. "Sir, Sir!" he said while giving a thumbs up.

"We will set our strategy here, whether we will go home looking for a way out, or continue the mission to drag the mafia up there to the bars" Aldo said firmly.

"We have ten people left, sir. It's the same as suicide if you're still determined to fight them," replied one of his men who had the head of a plontos.

"No! We need to continue this mission. We must continue the fight of our fallen friends, we must not be cowards!" sahut Rama with a hardened jaw.

"But we're only ten people!" snapped the plontos-headed man.

"No! Our army is still fourteen men. The four members of Team AR21 are still searching for Mr. Erwin's whereabouts. They have not yet entered this building" answered Rama cynically.

"They'll die too, if you've mocked this building!" The plontos-headed man was bluffing.

"Caramel is a genius girl, it's impossible that she can lose to an enemy that relies on lust rather than brains." Rama is no less fierce.

"What do they use to defeat the enemy? Huh uh?!"

"Wear wood, chairs, bare hands, ANYTHING!!! As long as we can drag Rustam and his men to the bars."

"HAD! ALREADY HAVE! ENOUGH!!!" Aldo tried to mediate their debate. "We are a team, we must be compact in carrying out the mission."

***

Rustam smoked his cigarette deeply, soon after a puff of smoke immediately billowed in the air. "Aldo Flavio and his nine men are hiding in room 203 of the fourth floor" he said, staring at the cctv monitor.

Mr. Jacob who was still sitting on the chair, bit his apple slightly. "It looks like our snipers have been killed too."

"Do we need to summon kung fu warriors to drive away the rats?" rustam asked, flicking his cigarette.

"Hmm, it looks like it is. Look at the left cctv monitor. There are four rats just in, "sign Mr. Jacob.

Rustam's eyes rounded to see the female figure leading the four intruders. "Caramel Alisyia Pratama?" lirih Rustam with a surprised face.

"Do you know?" ask Mr. Jacob.

"Ah, no!" answer Rustam clumsy.

Mr. Jacob smiled cynically. "Lexus, call the kung fu warrior to come here!"

"Good, Sir!" answer Lexus.

"I want to go out first, want to have fun with them." Rustam left Mr. Jacob and Viola just like that after previously saying. "I'll take my wife first."

***

"Captain Aldo, where are you? Captain!" Caramel calls Aldo through the earpiece they use to communicate. However, there is no truth at all. "Damn!" Caramel clucked.

"Huh, then how?" aldi asked while shaking his waist looking up.

"We have to go upstairs" Caramel replied briefly.

"What if they all die?" ask Aldi cynically.

"Keep you scared? If you are afraid to go home. I'll go forward myself!" Caramel went straight up. "Gue wants to save my best friend's husband."

"Mr Erwin is dead!" Aldi raised his tone.

"Gue had to find Mr. Erwin even though he was dead. I made him bait without Zahra's knowledge. I have to take responsibility." Caramel sighed.

The elevator which was not far from where they were standing suddenly opened. Two black-tuxedoed men with two Chinese men in kung fu costumes behind them grinned at Caramel and his three friends.

"Hallo, my countryman and water demon. I'm sorry we're late to welcome such distinguished guests as you are" said the tuxedo man smiling lightly. While the two kung fu warriors who were behind him were just casually crossing with spears that were leaning on their bodies..

Caramel and his three friends, retreated while brandishing their pistols. "Don't move, or we'll shoot!" caramel said beware.

"Look behind you." The tuxedoed man pointed with his chin.

Caramel looked back. There were already three long-barreled armed snipers ready to shoot him. "Fuckers!" hisses.

"Let your weapons down!"

Inevitably, Caramel and his three friends drop his gun. The four of them gulped their saliva with great difficulty as the enemy began to walk closer.

"The three of you kick the gun the sniper was carrying behind us, then run. Let me take care of the kung fu warrior in front of us" whispered Caramel softly to the three members who looked nervous.

One...

Two...

Three...

"Geek...!!!" The three Caramel men immediately turned around and kicked the three snipers behind him to fall down, not forgetting they took the long barrel guns held by the snipers before running. While Caramel broke through the leg of one of the kung fu warriors to avoid braking.

Caramel was pursued by the two kung fu warriors, he was pressed because the elevator did not open. Forced to fight him, Caramel several times dodged the kung fu warrior who had quite extraordinary martial power. In fact, he used his legs and hands to fend off the spear aimed at his stomach. Fortunately, Caramel had practiced pencak silat before joining the National Intelligence Agency.

Caramel grimaced in pain as the tip of the spear scratched his left arm and leg until it was torn and penetrated into the skin. He could not let his guard down, Caramel kicked the spear held by one of the warriors to bounce far away, then against those who continued to kick and hit him many times like the style often displayed Bruce Lee.

Caramel began to limp, it felt that his body could not be moved due to the impact of a punch that hit his nerves. His entire body was also covered in serious injuries. Her beautiful face was battered no muddle. The kung fu swordsman's shoes rang, walking over while dragging the spear he had just picked up.

Caramel's breath falters. He can only drag his feet trying to get away from the psychopath from China. Before the swordsman floated his spear into Caramel's stomach, Caramel hurriedly kicked his shin, until the warrior grimaced in pain. Caramel used the gap to escape with a limp. Enter into an open room and then hit the glass window until broken scattered to escape as far as possible through the balcony. Slowly he jumped down onto the balcony which was one level below.

The dorrr!!!

Caramel dodged as the enemy below aimed his bullet. He rushed into the building again. His head swirling his gaze began to blur. He limped down the hallway with half his consciousness almost gone.

Suddenly something pulled her body. He thrashed with the remnants of his power.

"Shut up!"

"It's me!"

Caramel breathed a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes to neutralize his panic. Breathing violently. The girl looks so worried. "Roseco."

Rustam smiled faintly then closed the room door.

Seriate...

Lho? How, Caramel even really calm meet Rustam? Rustam is the villain.

Then, how is Erwin's situation with Rena, huh?

Wait for the continuation hehe...