Ch. 60: I'm not that delusional

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"Three. Two. One. Now!"

Remy counted down to coordinate with Dimitri. Simultaneously, they clicked their buttons to activate the explosive charges on the iron grids, covering the vents they were supposed to enter from.

The explosions resonated loudly, and the bindings of the grids gave in, sending the grids to the floor far below them. If the explosions had not alerted Vasyl's people, then the sounds of those massive grids contacting with the concrete would have.

From ropes tethered inside the vents, the guys slid down into the massive corridors inside the tobacco factory. The corridors were wide, with high ceilings to accommodate pitchforks and other transportation vehicles back when the production had still run.

Outside, the area snipers, away from the compound, took out all obviously moving guards to clear a path after the rooftop team had climbed the building and gotten into place.

Undetected, luckily.

The ground teams moved in from both entry points.

At the parking lot, they laid low and crept along the cars to get closer before they openly attacked. Whereas, the entrance team opened the gates from the panel in the small house where the guards lay dead from sniper shots.

Any visually moving enemy target in the extensive area outside the buildings, the snipers on the rooftop took down. All men wore four reflective marking patches. One on each arm, one on their front, and one on their back for the snipers to distinguish between friend and enemy.

The rest of the rooftop team forced their way into the building from the rooftop entrance and went on a killing spree, putting Vasyl's men out of commission.

Shock grenades and smoke grenades forced Vasyl's people to flee the building. Those left inside the building got killed on sight after putting up whatever fight they had the balls to muster. The rest fled outside, where the snipers and ground teams went at them, taking them out.

The men invaded every smaller building and cleared them.

Bodies paved the outside area.

Ukrainian mostly.

But, as anticipated, also Russian and Italian.

They would be mourned and respected for their sacrifice and participation. But they had died for the cause and done so with no regrets.

Horse called in the cadaver trucks, retrieval cars, escorts, and getaway trucks to stay close when needed.

The ground area got neutralized effectively, with no hitches.

Updates were called out through the comms for all to know the progress of the different teams. Each hacker stayed in complete control of communication from their team leaders to the others.

Inside, on the first sublevel, Remy, Kirill, and Kolja's teams began their search for the party room. It was an impossibly long corridor with several ways to turn along the way. From Cellmate's study of the blueprints and what information those had given them, they took a chance, going for the largest of the cargo holds, hoping it was the place of the party.

At every door on the way, a few men entered and secured the rooms to be confident an ambush did not wait in one of them. When cleared, they joined the others in moving on to the party room.

Not even close to the room, they got Cellmate's theory confirmed. Guards came out from the door they aimed for. More swarmed down the stairs and from the other end of the corridor.

They were grossly outnumbered.

"Backup needed!" Remy called out.

Aces and King of Diamonds immediately sought confirmation from the teams invading the cargo building from ground level that they would take out the ones left there and proceed down to back up.

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