Phone App: Portable Armory 84 The Contractor And Russian's Stratagem: Part 7

Lizeth walked to the room as she slapped the charging handle of her MP5 and walked from room to room. She threw a hand grenade from one room to another in order to clear it. In her eyes, everyone in that house was a terrorist that was needed to be killed swiftly.

She kicked a door that led to a bedroom. She immediately greeted by an AK-47. With her [Focus] ability. She shot the person that held the AK on his head.

Lizeth: "Room Clear!"

She decided that no one would be in the room. She laid down a claymore with a simple tripwire that would detonate if someone tried to open the door. She proceeded to walk into the living room of that house. If Alif tried escaping, Clara would shot her with 7.62 ammunition.

"Alif, where are you?" Lizeth said as she aimed her smg at the living room. She walked slowly as she searched for that Arab.

She looked around the room by flipping anything that could be a hiding place from a wardrobe to a table. Still, she couldn't find Alif between those dead bodies.

Clara: "Found him yet?"

Lizeth: "Negative. Do you have any visual on someone that left the house? Over."

Clara: "Negative."

Lizeth sighed as she searched that room since every door beside the front door was closed and every door has an anti-personnel mine in front of it.

"Ckckck, Alif, come out. I won't bite," Lizeth said as she opened the door to the kitchen. Again, someone shot her with an AK-47 and it hit her body armor. She shot that person with her MP5 and walked over that dead body.

Clara: "I heard gunfire."

Lizeth: "I know. Zero visual on my target. Where the heck is that?"

Clara: "Blyat, Taking my shot."

Lizeth heard that message as the sound of a body dropping on the ground could be heard from outside the house. Lizeth ran to the outside of the house and saw Alif tried standing up and ran away from Lizeth.

Clara: "Taking another shot."

Another bullet was fired from the barrel of the rifle. It didn't hit Alif, it hit Lizeth in her left foot. The worst timing where it could happen.

Lizeth: "Blue on blue."

Clara: "Sorry, I miss. Taking the next shot."

The next shot hit Lizeth again, but it hit her in the torso section of her body. It hit the body armor and created a hole in her ballistic best, but it didn't penetrate the trauma plate. Luckily, that round was an ordinary round. If it was an incendiary round armor-piercing, her body armor would be penetrated.

Lizeth: "If you shoot me again, I swear that I will kill you after this job is done."

Clara: "Вы не можете убить мертвую женщину. Copy that. I'm taking my shot."

The next bullet was fired and it hit Alif. It hit Alif legs and he fell to the ground. Her reaction was different from Lizeth who had some kind of bullet resistance. Lizeth approached Alif's body. Well, his dead body actually since he had lost too much blood from the two holes on his feet.

Lizeth: "Why did you kill him?"

Clara: "Sorry."

Lizeth: "Sorry? We lost my Intel. Duh, now I have to search for any worthless paper around this house."

Lizeth sighed as she looked at Alif's dead body and looked at the wound on her leg. It wasn't stopped since she didn't wear any leg protector, but the bullet came out clean. She only needed to apply gauze and bandage on that wound. She did that immediately by pulling her pants up and treated those wounds.

After she finished treating that wound, she headed back to that house to search for anything that was worth it to become an Intel. She searched for anything that could become a source of data such as a laptop and paper.

But before that, she removed the claymores that were placed in front of the doors first or she would blow herself up.

Lizeth: "Come here. You're responsible for all of this."

Lizeth told Clara to come down to that house. Lizeth went looking for a laptop or for some Arabic writing. Anything that could be used as can be used at that point.

She opened the bedroom where she shot a guy that was holding an AK-47. Lizeth searched that bedroom.

"What's this?" She grabbed a package that has written "Durex" on the back of it. She didn't realize that until she flipped that package and threw it away.

"Nope."

She searched on the wardrobe for a laptop, but all she found was a Hitachi Magic Wand. She closed that wardrobe immediately. Clara opened the door of that house and approached Lizeth who was searching that bedroom.

"What are you looking for? Magic wand?" Clara asked as she gave Lizeth her battle rifle back.

"If that's the case, I've found one, it's in the wardrobe," Lizeth got out of that room as she grumbled and headed for the living room in search of that paper or laptop.

She looked under the sofa and she found a jackpot. She found a laptop was hidden there. She pulled out that laptop and turned it on. The first thing that greeted her was a wallpaper of the legendary Window XP hills. The terrorist used very outdated software for such good hardware.

She noticed that the laptop was using Arabic as its main language. It meant that Lizeth couldn't access it since she didn't understand Arabic. She needed to send that laptop to Lubyanka in Moscow.

"Clara, get in the car. I will drop you near your school," Lizeth said as she carried that laptop, and Clara followed her from behind. Lizeth entered her car and she drove away from that house.

Lizeth drove to an empty lot near the school and dropped Clara there. Clara got out of the car and looked at Lizeth, "Well, it could be worse, but good job."

She hit the pedal gas as hard as she could and drove away from that position. She went for the nearest delivery service and sent that package. She changed her loadout to the school loadout first.

"Send this laptop to Lubyanka, Moscow, the receiver name is Marinka," Lizeth said.

"Who's the sender little girl?" The courier clearly had no idea where Lubyanka was.

"The name is Tiny c.o.x," Lizeth said as she gave 100$ as the payment for express international s.h.i.+pping. She left that office and went back to her school.

5 Hours Later.

Wednesday. 2200 Hours. Lynn and Lizeth's room.

"That's enough," Lizeth said as she released Lynn from her mouth.

If someone asked, well, it was Lynn's idea again. Basically, both of them were roleplaying. Lizeth as the man while Lynn as the woman. Of course, Lizeth had to dress like a man. She wore a s.h.i.+rt with black trousers.

What did they do? Well, they danced while both of them were wearing earphones that were on the same music. It was romantic music. It was Lynn's request after she helped Lizeth with her homework.

"Do you want more?" Lynn asked as Lizeth spun her around.

"You know how to ask," Lizeth moved her mouth closer to Lynn and they kissed again. Her soft mouth was a bliss. The mouth that she liked from the day they met on each other.

"Lizeth?" Lynn hugged her. Lizeth nodded as she continued kissing her.

"I love you," Lynn said.

Lizeth's heart suddenly blew up. Everything felt so slow all of a sudden. The girl that she loved confessed to her in front of her while they were kissing. Lizeth was speechless.

"Lynn..." Lizeth paused while she looked at Lynn's face, "I love you too," Lizeth kissed her again.

"Mmmmmm," Lynn moaned softly.

"I regret that I don't take the initiative with my last relations.h.i.+p. He's gone and nothing can change it," Lynn said to Lizeth as she smiled at her.

Lizeth felt sorry for her, but she knew that it wouldn't take long before she knew the truth. She was only three million away from the requirements. Lizeth hugged her, "I will protect you with the best of my abilities. I promise Lynn," Lizeth said.

Lynn looked at her. She shed a bit of tears. She was happy to hear that. She released Lizeth's hug. "It felt as if this was a dream. It's just too surreal," Lynn said as she sat down on her bed.

"Hey. What's wrong?" Lizeth sat down next to her.

"Sorry to ruin the moment. It's just my past kept bugging me," Lynn said as showed her arm that was bandaged all the time.

"What's that?" Lizeth asked as she looked at the wound mark on her hand. It was a knife wound. She had tried suicide once. Lynn told her how her life went down after Patrick disappeared. She felt responsible for everything.

"It's not your fault. If my brother died, it's a destiny," Lizeth said.

"Yeah. You're right. We can't always look at the past right?" Lizeth asked.

"Yeah. Can you sleep in the same bed as me tonight? I want some blanket," Lynn said.

"Sure."