Sabotage

The agent expected more guards than just one clearly untrained thug walking around. She dropped the bag of explosives she was carrying when she saw him and drew her stun gun and hand gun. He was a well-built young man in a t-shirt and jeans and he held a large revolver in his hand. He did not appear alarmed but he was pacing unpredictably around the aircraft and machinery in the room. The men had left the overhead door wide open to let night air in and the moonlight made it harder for her to conceal herself.

The agent snuck up close behind him and activated her stun gun a moment before pressing it to the back of his head. He let out a quick shout of surprise before the electrical arcing took him to the ground in a daze. She knew he would not be stopped for long and she dropped on top of him, her knee on his neck. She crushed his trachea and he stared at her with wide frightened eyes and slowly expired.

When she was satisfied he was gone, she returned to her bag. Before she could even start her work, she heard the sound of boots on pavement outside. She guessed two or three men were coming from the sound of it. She drew her pistol and pointed it toward the door. She regretted not moving the other body sooner.

Three men came around the corner, one at a time, the first one held an assault rifle in his right hand. He was tall and muscular and wore an open shirt and a silver medallion around his neck. Behind him came another man with an AK-47. He was also strong and lithe in tight pants and a leather motorcycle vest. He had long hair and darker skin. Behind him came the third man, a giant Asian man with a do-rag on his head. He wore a white tank top several sizes too small and leather motorcycle pants and boots. He had a sawed off shotgun dangling lazily from his hand as he was the first to see the body.

Before they could react the agent started firing her pistol. She was lethally accurate with every shot. The first three rounds traced up the first man’s body hitting him in the thigh, the abdomen and then into his heart. He collapsed from the shot in his leg and fell to the ground without a sound. Her muzzle swept over to the second man and she riddled him with bullets to the chest and one in his forehead. His blood spattered the bricks behind him as he fell back dead. The giant man barely noticed the deaths near him but had time to react. He brought his gun up but the action was halted by a single bullet through his head. His face turned into a strange mask of surprise as he sunk to his knees and collapsed to the floor.

The agent was unsure if any more were coming or what commotion the gunshots would cause. She quickly photographed the dead men. She would see to it the client was charged more for her trouble. She then went to work rigging the building for destruction.