Phone App: Portable Armory 58 Old Friend

Hotel: "Are you Lynx?"

Lynx: "Yes."

Hotel: "I'm on position, but I need a confirmation for the location. Could you ignite a flare or something?"

Lynx: "Ok."

Lizeth grabbed a stick of flare from her magazine rig and lighted it up so the helicopter could see it. The helicopter landed on the top floor of that parking garage. The pa.s.senger was Hotel, Echo, Tango, Charlie, Foxtrot, and Lima. All of them got out of the helicopter spontaneously and aimed their rifle in the surrounding area.

Echo: "Landing area secured."

Tango and Hotel brought out a stretcher from the helicopter and carried almost naked Clara to the helicopter. Her face was exposed, but the whole team agreed not to remember her face or asking her real name. Clara's ident.i.ty was safe for now. They were running a quick blood test on her to identify her blood type. After that, Tango commenced an emergency blood transfusion on her.

Lima approached Lizeth. Why? Lizeth had no idea, "Are you ok? I've never seen you before. Who are you?" Lizeth's heart went racing, but she must keep it to herself for now due to the situation.

"I'm Lynx. Another contractor. With whom am I speaking to?" Lizeth asked Lynn.

"I'm Lima. Nice to meet you Lynx. So... are you working in the capital?" Lima asked her.

"Yeah, sort of," Lizeth answered.

"I see. Truth to be told, I will relocate here soon. I hope you can help me," Lima said to her.

"No problem," Lizeth replied.

Lizeth opened her first aid kit and opened a package of adhesive plaster for her small wounds. She rolled her sleeve and applied that plaster to the wounds. It was easier than rolling an entire bandage at her wounds because it was very damaging. She saw Lynn, that was the unexpected surprise for that day.

Tango approached them, "I need one week at the very least. Three days for the wound healing and four days for training her the basics. Don't worry, I will do you the favor, but I will appreciate it more if Lima is willing to do it," she referred to Clara.

"I see. So I need to train a new member again. It was a shame that my last trainee died on the hand of the Russians," Lima was referring to Delta. Hmm, she had no idea that the person that she referred to was standing next to her. Flat, but her tone was sadder than before due to her sigh.

"Hey, don't be like that. You will find another one," Tango tried to cheer her up.

"I see, but how much will it pay me?" Lima asked Lizeth.

"10000$. Is it enough?" Lizeth offered her.

"Ok, I see. The last trainees didn't pay me though. Still, if that wounded girl could show me the way around the town, it will be useful," Lima said.

"I see, want a quick tour around the town?" Lizeth offered Lima.

"Sure, but whose car will be used?" Lima asked her.

"Mmm, mine?" Lizeth offered.

"Ok, let's go," Lima said.

Lizeth opened her app and summoned her car with a white color instead of the usual black and it used a different license plate than the original. Lizeth opened her car door and let Lynn sit down on the backseat.

However, their plan to cruise around the town was interrupted by Lima who was accepting a new contract.

"Sorry, but I have to take a contract. Want to tag along?" Lima asked her as she walked to Charlie. She borrowed her car as a black suburban appeared in front of them. It was the same car that was shot with .50 BMG back in the day. Lima walked back to her.

"Sure, but I will use my own car," Lizeth said as she entered her car and followed Lima's car from behind. They drove out of the car park, leaving the medical team to treat Clara.

Lynx: "What are we going to do?"

Lima: "Nothing too fancy. Just send a clear message."

Clear message. With the contractors? That's not good news. Considering Lynn was the one who did this, she would probably shoot up a place with a light machine gun. But Lizeth didn't have a machine gun at that moment. She needed to buy one.

Lizeth: "Do I need a machine gun?"

Lima: "I have one, but you might as well buy it too."

Lizeth: "Copy that."

Lizeth opened her phone as she drove. She opened the weapon shop and bought her favorite machine gun of all time. The Russian PKP aka the machine gun that almost killed her.

[PKP Pecheneg-SP]

[Eotech Holo Sight+ 3x Magnifier]

[Vertical Foregrip]

[Eotech AN/PEQ-15 Laser sights]

[TSNIITOCHMASH Muzzle Brake for PKP]

[10000$]

She bought that gun and her tactical rig changed into a SMERSH vest for SAW operator. There was four magazine box around her body. In total, she brought around 1000 rounds of ammo including the one that was attached to the machine gun.

Lizeth: "I've bought it. Mind telling me what the job is?"

Lima: "Sure, we must shoot a publisher."

Lizeth: "Really?"

They continued driving down the roads until they arrived at the place. The place was very unexpected, to be honest. Well, too unexpected. It was even morally questionable to bring a gun to that area. Still, a contract was a contract and it must be fulfilled even if it meant that they had to shoot up some teenagers.

They got out of their car and stood upright outside the gate of that building complex. Lima was holding an MG5 on her hands while Lizeth was holding her PKP. Overall, both of them were big guns.

"Lima, how much do you get for this?"

"20000$. Let's go."