Phone App: Portable Armory 91 The Contractor And Russian's Stratagem: Part 15

Dark as heck. It was the best term to describe the ground floor. Bravo team did a decent job of clearing that floor out of hostile.

The gas was only making matters worse since it obstructed their vision although all of them were wearing NVG on their heads. Dimitri 7 led the way as they walked in the dark hallway of the building.

Zoya 2: "Dimitri 7, third floor clear, no nuke on sight."

The third floor wasn't on the floor.

Zoya 1: "Dimitri 7, Fourth floor clear. No nuke in my eyes."

The fourth floor wasn't the floor either.

Zoya 4: "No nuke here."

The fifth floor wasn't the location either. The bike must be located on the first floor. Nice, that office must be the location where the nuke was.

Lizeth kicked the door and threw a flashbang in that room. She waited until the flashbang blew then she entered the room with Dimitri team. "Get on the ground!"

The room was empty. 'Where the heck are they?' Lizeth looked around the room as she scratched her head. She looked around and didn't find that silver briefcase. The tracker showed that the nuke was in that position. 'Could it be that the nuke wasn't here at all?'

Lizeth: "Vestok 1, this is Lynx. Does this building have any bas.e.m.e.nt?"

Vestok 1: "I'm a.n.a.lyzing. Wait a minute."

Lizeth got out of the room in frustration. She found a map of that building. Her suspicion was right, she and those Spetsnaz missed something. There was a section that they hadn't checked yet. It was the employee stairs on the corner of the building.

Vestok 1: "There is a bas.e.m.e.nt, Lynx. Oh shoot, there's also a tunnel underneath that building."

'What??' Lizeth ran to that employee stairs and blow the door with a shaped charge. She was right, the moment she entered the door, bullets. .h.i.t her torso mercilessly.

'[Focus]' she aimed at anyone that had a white outline around their body and shot the ACR at them. 7.62 bullets traveled through their head. She looked at the underground bas.e.m.e.nt and noticed that there was a hole in that bas.e.m.e.nt.

It must be the hole where the terrorist gained access to the tunnel. It was bad news since Lizeth didn't have any idea where that tunnel went. However, she blindly jumped to that hole since she had no other choice.

She landed on the tunnel which was a storm drain tunnel and found her target. The terrorists were heading for motorbikes that were placed in that tunnel. One of them held that silver briefcase.

"You there! Stop!" Lizeth ran to their direction, but the one that was holding the silver briefcase had run away from her.

Lizeth aimed her rifle at the motorbike and shot one of the terrorists down. The other biker that was holding the silver briefcase couldn't be shot since Lizeth had run out of ammunition.

"s.h.i.+t," Lizeth picked up the bike that was left by that terrorist and she chased after that terrorist.

Lizeth: "Vestok 1. I'm pursuing the target. I'm currently in the underground tunnel. Could you give me the potential destination, over?"

Vestok 1: "Copy that Lynx. Wait a minute ok."

Lizeth drove the bike across that dark tunnel. Her only guide was the light from her motorcycle and the sound of the other motorbike. Her only focus was to get that silver briefcase before it's too late.

Vestok 1: "Your last destination is below the national palace. If you fail this one, Russia will be blamed for the a.s.sa.s.sination of the president."

Lizeth: "Dimitri 7, am I still in the jammer range?"

Dimitri 7: "Negative Lynx. You're on your own."

'These terrorists won't blow the bomb before they reach the target. I will catch them,' Lizeth came closer to that terrorist's bike. She pulled out her pistol with her left hand and shot at that terrorist.

9mm bullets immediately hit the terrorist's head. The bike fell on the ground and the suitcase was thrown away from the terrorist's hand. The silver briefcase was thrown away from the bike flew to Lizeth's direction.

'Holy heck,' a bike landed right on her face and Lizeth fell from her bike. She fell to the dirty sewer water and she stood up to pick up the silver briefcase.

Lizeth: "Team. The briefcase is secured."

A large cheer from the Russian Spetsnaz could be heard from the radio. They were very happy since they would be pulled out from that country once the nuke had been found. 

There was a staircase in that storm drain that led up to the main road. However, she wanted team Charlie to pick her up since she needed to bring the nuke to Russia.

Lizeth: "Vestok 1. Pick me up."

Vestok 1: "Copy that.

Lizeth climbed that stairs with the briefcase on her left hand. There was a car waiting for her and it was full of Spetsnaz. One of them opened the door for her and Lizeth entered the car and put the briefcase in the car.

Vestok 1: "Vestok 1 to all operators. Mission successful. Get to the airport."

The car drove away from that position. Vestok team who were in the same car as Lizeth was looking at the source of their misery, the nuke. "It's funny how we've been through all of this," Vestok 1 looked at the nuke from the driver seat.

"Yup, everyone is tired and misses their family. We can go home, finally," Vestok 2 said.

"Lynx, you have my personal thanks," Vestok 1 said. "Russia will be so proud of you."

"Yeah."

The car drove through the airport gate with other seven cars followed them from behind. There was an aircraft waiting for them. Its destination was Russia. The car sped through the runway and arrived at a very large cargo plane.

An-124 Ruslan was its name. It was one of the biggest cargo planes in the world at the moment. It was used to transport very large cargo such as a s.p.a.ce shuttle.

The car entered the cargo plane from behind. The car was attached to the cargo plane. It would be transported back to Russia to remove the traces of the Spetsnaz from that operation. The main reason why Lizeth was invited to Russia was that they couldn't trust that the nuke ends up in a regular cargo plane.

"Lynx, Thank you," Dimitri 1 shook her hands.

"You're welcome Dimitri 1."

"Please. Just call me Ivan. No secret ok. Open that gas mask," Ivan said.

The cargo plane took off from the airport. It entered the international water shortly and begun its flight back to Russia.