Mako accessed the processor hatch. The hatch was really there for access to the computer system for maintenance, but it allowed enough access to the different systems to gain control to some major systems with minimal security.
Mako quickly rewired the box into his datapad, which he had midified only slightly with basic programs. If they got into serious trouble, Mako did not have the resources here to crack a shut down system.
He dabbled in the base schematics and uploaded the new specs. Then me marked on the specs where Gabriels den was. He was a busy man, so his office, personal armory, and quarters, as well as his guard quarters were all in a clump. Not strategically smart, considering gabriel was the strategic advisor, but who would infiltrate a base? Especially one that had obviously fed bad intel to the outside world through its finches.
Mako sent the new specs to the rest of his squad and Eclipse through the datapads. He looked briefly through the system files and transmitted the frequency of the enemies' coms to his squad.
"That is the enemy frequency. Keep silent on that one." he warned.
He then fumbled through the systems to kill all of the power. The building hummed into midnight. Background noises stoped, and the building was quiet except for faint footsteps.
"Tanus. Permission to block the enemies route behind us." Mako asked.
"Any other ways out?" Tanus asked.
We have an escape but it is on the far side." Mako replied
"Go ahead."
Mako went behind the great mass of Orobos and set a charge on the corridor wall.
"When I set this, we have to move. This is going to cave in the hallway so that they can't follow us. We have an out on the other side of Gabriels quarters, but we will have to make it through. No other way." Mako told the Whiphid.
Orobos nodded and gripped his Vibro-Axe tighter in his grasp.
Mako set the charge for 40 seconds and motioned to Orobos to move out.
The pair went down the hallway at a good clip.
When they were almost out of range when he heard Riq's garbled order for DD's extraction. Mako grimaced as he heard the order, there was no way out if the charge blew.
Mako turned to kill the charge.
"This is stupid" kept flashing over and over in his mind.
He got to the charge with about fifteen seconds left on it.
"This is srtupid. This is stupid. This is stupid." It was a mantra now.
He clipped the wire to kill the bomb.
It stopped its' deadly countdown and Mako breathed a sigh of relief as he removed the charge.
As Mako pulled the charge from the wall, he looked up to sudden motion ahead.
A group of soldiers were rounding the corner. Mako went for his blaster as he saw the troopers aiming at him, then he saw the heavy axe fly through the air over his head, followed closely by shots from behind him.
Several of the soldiers fell ahead of Mako. Orobos had just preserved Mako's life. Mako pulled a flash bang and tossed it into the path of the soldiers. It looked like only one enemy was wearing low light gear, and the rest were following him, somehow keeping up.
In the pitch black, Mako watched the charge ignite ahead of him. The Imperial soldiers helmets were made to protect against sudden flashes, but the enemy soldiers' eyes must be dialated heavily to allow as much light in as possible.
At the instant after the charge went off, Mako watched the entire group of men suddenly halt in mid-path, guns falling and sliding on the ground ahead of them, and clutch at their eyes in pain.
The man with the low light gear fell, grabbing at his face, blood running out from beneath the mask.
Mako was enraged that the mission had gone so sour. He had blown the lock on the door quietly, and DD went in smoothly. All three guard killings had been made silently. He had managed to sabotage the lights and the vehicles, and with Eclipse getting the security systems there should have been no way for the enemy to know that they had been penetrated, yet somehow they did.
Mako was blind with his rage. He knew that their target, Gabriel, was a key player in his childhood sale into mob life. Every scar that he had acquired since that sale would be paid back to someone, and it all started with this link to his past.
Mako stood and walked upright into the pool of blinded mice squirming on the floor. As he walked he drew his vibro-knuckler from his belt and his DC-15s blaster pistol. He walked into the sad group and decided to make their last few moments hell.
None of them were armed. The sudden power of the sun being ignited in the dead blackness of a pitch black corridor made their eyes burn like molten sand had been packed in them tightly. All weopons were secondary to the pain that they felt now.
Mako randomly fired into the clump of soldiers. He wanted to take his frustration out on the nearest target. He thought about his first squad mission,
The misison went sour. He fired a few times.
Knees and hands exploded. People screamed.
He was now two steps behind his past again, instead of one step ahead.
He fired again. Legs and arms separated at the site of point blank impact.
Gabriel was now onto the fact taht he was being sought after.
Mako fired again, this time ending a few of the pitiful cries.
Chests, heads, and necks burst with new openings. Breathing stopped. Cries died down or turned into sucking gasps.
Mako holstered his pistol and pulled his bayonet.
He walked loosely through the agonized troops and stabbed at them angrily in short, jutting jerks of his rifle.
Scream stifled. His rage was coming to a head. He walked rapidly over to the man with the low light gear, ripping it from his head. He saw the white and inflamed eyes of the man as he stared blankly above him, crying at the pain and the wonder of who had him so roughly by the hair. Blood ran down from his eyes.
Mako started to pound him in the face repeatedly with the Vibro-Knucklers in place on his hand.
The man's face shredded a bit more each time as Mako beat him again and again.
The knuckle-blade hummed softly on Mako's hand, something he barely noticed as he worked the last of his sudden rage out upon the mans broken features.
Mako looked to see what he had done, dropped the man, and kicked his still shallowly breathing frame as hard as he could muster, one last time.
As Mako started to breathe again, he noticed the axe still planted in one mans severed chest. He suddenly remembered Orobos and hoped that somehow the Whiphid had not seen this display.
He extracted the heavy axe, too concerned about seeing Orobos standing there to actually check the fact. Trying to ever prolong the inevitable moment when there would be no doubt that Orobos had seen.
Mako walked toward where he knew that his big squad mate was standing, with his head down so as not to see the look on his face.
When Mako finally looked up, he saw the Whiphid standing there, a strange look on his face. It was as if Orobos had never seen an outright display of rage before from a human. Never witnessed outright murder.
Mako hoped that he would keep silent at his new knowledge. Mako was a killer, but he tried to keep it in check.
He had not murdered unprovoked since he started his new life in the VE. He had never murdered unprovoked, in cold blood, in front of someone who didn't know what was coming.
Mako knew that this particular instance was not "cold blooded," as he was in a fit of rage, but it was just as undeserved.
Mako realized as he handed the axe to his friend, that he had not even finished the job. The man with pulp for a face was still breathing, though in shock, and a few of the others were in their last throws as well.
Mako wanted to end the misery for them quickly, but was afraid to further the situation in front of his squadmate.
"Are you going to leave them like that?" Orobos asked awkwardly. "My people are hunters. We don't normally maim, we only kill for a purpose." he said.
Mako could not read his friends face, but he knew what Orobos wanted from him.
Mako walked back into the pool of blood that he had caused, and planted a blaster bolt in the head of anyone still breathing.
He turned to look at Orobos again, who was moving on his way past Mako to the extraction point silently.
Mako was standing there as the whiphid moved past him, and saw the forward postion of DD, Tanus and Gates, return to come back the way they had come. When Gates rounded the corner Mako looked up at him pausingly. Gates stood there for a moment, then Mako turned to leave.
He knew that Tanus and Gates could not help but see what had happened, but he would leave the explanation to their own imaginations, as the truth was surely more gruesome than anything they could reason.
Mako heard Alater screaming through the Com...Saw Tanus running ahead now, responding to Alater's distressed tone.
Tanus moved and the 'Goons followed suit.
Ahead, Tanus slung a door open, ready for action, and saw Alater there, bloody blades in hand.
Mako got the hint. They were in deeper than he thought, and needed an extraction team. Hopefully the stories of the battle wouldn't include the two inch pool of blood that the squad had to run through on the way out.
Mako moved toward extraction, still boiling a bit inside at the fracture of their mission, and decided that the target, Gabriel, would be hit soon enough....one way or the other.
Go ahead, laugh. It's all fun and games until someone puts YOUR eye out.
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|DARK DRAGOONS|
TRP/CPL Mako Sanguin/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA
Author/JRN Mako Sanguin/Lotaith/VET/VE