Fan Fiction ❯ Traitor to Unatco ❯ Smuggler ( Chapter 3 )

I heard the tapping of shoes on the cement just outside of the door. Making myself see in thermal vision, I could make out two people just outside of the door getting ready to kick it down, and a sniper across the street. "Jet, stay down, I'll handle this."

"Alright."

I was about to kick the door onto the men outside, but before I did, I grabbed a chair with my left hand to throw at the sniper across the street. "Mind if I kick this door down Jet?"

"Go right ahead Sultan."

I kicked the door. It flew open and crashed into the two men outside of the door. I threw the chair I was holding through the window across the street where the sniper was. It hit him in the face and knocked him off of the roof. I ran into an old, dilapidated apartment building, up to the roof, and jumped across the street onto another building. The two that I had hit with the door were looking for me on the street.

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know, did you see how fast he was?"

"Yeah, he was just a blur!"

The two guards walked into another building looking for me. I jumped down onto the street and ran back into the bar. "Jet come on we have to get out of here before they get more soldiers to help them".
"Alright, do you know where we should go?"

"New York to the, Underworld Tavern, I have a friend there who owns a helicopter."
"Unatco has probably blocked most of the roads already."

We spent most of that night trying to get out of town and trying to get to New York.
Underworld Taverns only a few blocks away, I said.
"I can't believe we avoided all those patrols".
"Cloak."
"What", Jet asked looking confused?
"It's the name of a biomod. It renders me, and anything I'm touching, invisible to humans and animals. But I'm almost out of energy and I won't be able to turn it on again."
"Well we have been lucky so far maybe we will avoid the rest."

There were people talking around a corner up ahead.
"Well looks like our lucks about to run out. You have an extra gun?"
"No just some knives." He handed them to me.
"Hide in that dumpster then jump out when they walk past it."
"Are you serious I'm not jumping in the dumpster!"
"Ok, you don't have to jump in."

I grabbed him and threw him in. Then I jumped up onto the roof with the two knives he gave me. 5 Guards, 2 with shotguns, one with a flame-thrower, and 2 with assault rifles. I jumped off the roof at the two guards in front and threw both knives at them. I didn't check to see if they were dead the other 3 guards quickly got over their surprise and started shooting at me. I jumped over the dumpster that Jet was hiding in and ran around the corner. The three guards ran past the dumpster, Jet jumped out and shot them from behind. Jet walked over to get his knifes.
"Good work Sultan", he said.

"Jet give me your pistol and don't take the knifes."

"Why"?

"We put your pistol in one of the dead guard's hand. So it looked like he was one of the NSF and that he shot the other guards but was killed in the process. Don't take the knives because if we do they will know that it was a knife that killed those two and that it couldn't have been the dead Unatco soldier. Because he couldn't have picked up the knifes and any normal person wouldn't have just walked by and took some knives so they would know that it was us who killed them."

"Never would have thought of that."
"Other guards probably heard the gunshots we should hide out for a little while."
"Where we going?"
"To see smuggler, he sells weapons, ammo, multitools, stuff like that. Follow me."

We walked down an alley and walked up to a door hidden behind some boxes. I pushed a hidden button to turn on an intercom.
"Password", a gruff voice came out of the speaker?
"Bloodshot", I answered.
"Come in". The door in front of us opened. We stepped inside and I pushed another hidden button to call up a large elevator. I could hear the elevator getting closer because it scratched against the wall as it came up. It was old and the bars around it were rusted. Jet seemed a little hesitant to get on so I had to drag him inside. I pushed a button inside the elevator and it lowered us into the awaiting darkness.