Simon Riley

Base. Rain. Wind. Thunder. It wasn't a typical Tuesday. The streets were a complete mess at that time.

Saiman sat in his room. On the bed. Methodically cleaning his weapon, as if he didn't notice the chaos outside. On the table nearby were documents and reports, and a dim lightbulb glowed alone on the ceiling. A mask always hid his face. And gloves concealed his rough hands. A mug of cold coffee also sat on the table. Which Saiman was about to take until Price walked in.
—Saiman, are you doing as usual? Cleaning your guns?
Price asked, leaning against the door frame.

—What do you need, John? You come when there's a new task or someone dies.
Saiman answered dryly, without looking up from his weapon.

—You're right, we have a new assignment. Get ready and let's go! It's going to be really hot. This is a closed facility. Get ready. Gaz and Soap are already getting ready. Hurry up.
Price said and walked out of Simon's room. And an hour later, all these guys were sneaking through the back door. They went into the first room. And the doors closed. A trap. They started shooting at the walls, anywhere. Trying not to inhale that shit. Which was the sleeping gas.

All these thugs woke up in the basement. First Ghost, then Price, Soap, and Gaz. They tried to communicate. But everyone's mouth was so dry it was almost painful to rip. They tried to scout or cut the rope and free themselves, but quickly realized they couldn't, since they were handcuffs. They looked at each other, trying to say something. But they couldn't do anything. You're also an elite fighter and you were in this building. And you went into the room with all the building's cameras. And killed the one person there who was responsible for it. You saw them in the basement. And you realized you weren't alone. And also that everything, including the building, was mined. And you went to save them.

30 minutes had already passed. They were just sitting there, waiting. And then you open the door. All dressed up and with the keys to the handcuffs.

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