Anonymous
The Clock struck 22:00. Specialist E-20243 stood patiently atop a building on the corner of 2nd and 86th East. The air was warm and humid, the wind minimal. A typical night in New York in the month of July. He looked through the sight of his Barrett M107 .50 caliber rifle, focusing the scope to his target, which would appear approximately 2.5 blocks away. The street was dense with foot traffic Cause as little collateral damage as possible. The streetlights illuminated the Avenue with dull saffron lighting. E-20243 backed away from the rifle, lit a cigarette and took a moment to examine his surroundings Manhattan is alive Manhattan is alive.
Only on his second drag of a crisp Newport, he received a text message on his phone from Surveillance Team A-11. The Chang table had just gotten their check because they deserve to die and that’s all I need to say. E-20243 returned to the gun and You will be taking the shot from the 6th story adjusted his aim to compensate for the ballistic elevation experienced from a high vantage point. He waited anxiously, his breath heavy, his skin tightened and vibrating.
A black limousine pulled up outside of Bar Vespa, just as three suited bodyguards exited and set up a barrier on the sidewalk. Specialist E-20243 lurched forward slightly, his muscles tense and apprehensive Run now, while you still can. Suddenly, Target C Hoang Oh codename Chicken Salad captain and chief racketeer of the Chang organization a hothead responsible for the 2017 Agostino murders in New Jersey appeared in his rangefinder with a female affiliate Never married a real playboy. Target A Jeffrey Chang codename Fortune Cookie leader of the Chang organization took over the family in 2014 after the assassination of his brother and then-leader, Stephen Chang married to Cassandra Lewis with two newborn girls followed, his wife under-arm.
E-20243 wiped the sweat from his brow with his right arm Run run run and cocked his neck. Target B Andrew Wang codename Spring Roll captain arms/narcotics kingpin two priors no immediate family soon came into view, laughing at the words of a Caucasian male friend. They were followed by four well-dressed, attractive females, and finally another bodyguard. Another text message came in, reading If all targets acquired, F. AT WILL.
E-20243 perspirated profusely Keep your heart rate down. He drew his head back and peered over the scope, looking down 2nd Avenue. Targets A, B & C stood outside Bar Vespa, talking with their acquaintances. After some short conversation, they began to file into the limo. E-20243 set his index firmly over the trigger They can’t make me kill kill kill. Shaking, Specialist E-20243 quickly withdrew and injected himself with Experimental Amphetamine TMBZG-4, then took lined up the limo in his crosshairs Put their lights out.
As the limo’s wheels began to gain the traction needed to rotate, the first shot went off into the rear window. The .50 caliber bullet pierced the bulletproof body with ease, drove all the way through the vehicle and blew out the front-right tire. The gunshot echoed through the warm city air. The limo screeched to a halt. E-20243 fired three more rounds into the backseat, and another into the driver’s seat, shaking the vehicle’s chassis with each. He stopped for a few seconds. The back right door opened slightly, and an arm forced itself into the street. E-20243 fired twice into the area of activity, severing the arm from its body, which remained unconfirmed in the limousine Finish them off. He then shot at the hood of the car until he hit the gas tank, and ignited the automobile into a ball of fire. Specialist E-20243 uncocked the rifle, disassembled it with professional speed and filed the components into his daypack. Breathing a sigh of relief, he took a moment to listen to the distant civilian screams and howled with merciless laughter I am a shadow and a powerful force in human form. He quickly jumped to the neighboring rooftop and escaped into the night.
Only on his second drag of a crisp Newport, he received a text message on his phone from Surveillance Team A-11. The Chang table had just gotten their check because they deserve to die and that’s all I need to say. E-20243 returned to the gun and You will be taking the shot from the 6th story adjusted his aim to compensate for the ballistic elevation experienced from a high vantage point. He waited anxiously, his breath heavy, his skin tightened and vibrating.
A black limousine pulled up outside of Bar Vespa, just as three suited bodyguards exited and set up a barrier on the sidewalk. Specialist E-20243 lurched forward slightly, his muscles tense and apprehensive Run now, while you still can. Suddenly, Target C Hoang Oh codename Chicken Salad captain and chief racketeer of the Chang organization a hothead responsible for the 2017 Agostino murders in New Jersey appeared in his rangefinder with a female affiliate Never married a real playboy. Target A Jeffrey Chang codename Fortune Cookie leader of the Chang organization took over the family in 2014 after the assassination of his brother and then-leader, Stephen Chang married to Cassandra Lewis with two newborn girls followed, his wife under-arm.
E-20243 wiped the sweat from his brow with his right arm Run run run and cocked his neck. Target B Andrew Wang codename Spring Roll captain arms/narcotics kingpin two priors no immediate family soon came into view, laughing at the words of a Caucasian male friend. They were followed by four well-dressed, attractive females, and finally another bodyguard. Another text message came in, reading If all targets acquired, F. AT WILL.
E-20243 perspirated profusely Keep your heart rate down. He drew his head back and peered over the scope, looking down 2nd Avenue. Targets A, B & C stood outside Bar Vespa, talking with their acquaintances. After some short conversation, they began to file into the limo. E-20243 set his index firmly over the trigger They can’t make me kill kill kill. Shaking, Specialist E-20243 quickly withdrew and injected himself with Experimental Amphetamine TMBZG-4, then took lined up the limo in his crosshairs Put their lights out.
As the limo’s wheels began to gain the traction needed to rotate, the first shot went off into the rear window. The .50 caliber bullet pierced the bulletproof body with ease, drove all the way through the vehicle and blew out the front-right tire. The gunshot echoed through the warm city air. The limo screeched to a halt. E-20243 fired three more rounds into the backseat, and another into the driver’s seat, shaking the vehicle’s chassis with each. He stopped for a few seconds. The back right door opened slightly, and an arm forced itself into the street. E-20243 fired twice into the area of activity, severing the arm from its body, which remained unconfirmed in the limousine Finish them off. He then shot at the hood of the car until he hit the gas tank, and ignited the automobile into a ball of fire. Specialist E-20243 uncocked the rifle, disassembled it with professional speed and filed the components into his daypack. Breathing a sigh of relief, he took a moment to listen to the distant civilian screams and howled with merciless laughter I am a shadow and a powerful force in human form. He quickly jumped to the neighboring rooftop and escaped into the night.
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