Warehouse Man

 

About: When Bruce Butler a US Marine is forced to leave unceremoniously in acrimonious circumstances he is offered a job at a warehouse that turns out to be a US government black-site by a former mentor….
Episode 1.
[ things open up in The Peoples Islamic Republic of Kandac where a group of US Marines led by Major Sergeant Butler are under fire from fighters of the Righteous Brotherhood for Islamic Emancipation (RBIE)….]
Major Sergeant Butler: Lance, Magee south side north entrance, Miguel roof tops watch our tails Shevchenko, Zakari, Abdul eyes up with me [he points towards a half broken door] move, move! he ordered
[Lance and Magee and [moved out, Miguel made her way to the top a building, settle down and balanced her rifle. MS Butler, Zakari, Abdul and Shevchenko burst into the building]
MS Butler: Clear! move, move, move! [he ordered as they moved into the building and he signalled for Zakari, Abdul and Shevchenko to move up the stairs of the building, come on guys this is no cake walk. As they moved up the stairs he motioned to his men to check three rooms while you went into the fourth]
Shevchenko: Clear boss!
Zakari: Clear!
Abdul: Clear!
MS Butler: Clear!
Abdul:[a massively built guy standing at 6ft5 with a very silky hair] Don’t mean to complain boss but this place is disserted was the intel right [he queried in his unique Bostonian accent]
Shevchenko: Stop whining big fella or are you missing your mummy ? [they all laugh]
Miguel: [real name Evangelina Rosa Martinez] come on Shev leave him alone or I will hop over there and kick your arse [she said speaking into the COMs]
MS Butler: We go wherever we are sent, the intel is straight from HQ ladies
Miguel: hey guys incoming at your three [she was referring to a couple of armoured personnel carriers and about half a dozen dusty jeeps mounted with machine guns]
MS Butler: we see them [At that moment the RBIE fighters started firing in their direction] Miguel please quieten these fools
Miguel: Yes boss [she began picking off the RBIE fighters with deadly precision and impeccable accuracy [shot three RBIE fighters in a row straight through their foreheads, shot the tank of one the RBIE jeeps which caused it to explode into an armoured personnel carrier]. more RBIE’s heading your way
MS Butler: alright guys lets give Miguel a hand [ on saying that he signalled for Zakari, Abdul and Shevchenko to move downstairs] deadly force guys we are surrounded! [they responded accordingly]
Abdul: how did they know where we were?! [he queried as he dropped two RBIE fighters with two successive shots to their chests] [the RBIE crowd was increasing rapidly] we are getting swamped guys
MS Butler: No idea, we will pull through this guys [as he got out the door an RBIE fighter grabbed hold of his weapon, so he kicked the guy straight in the chest which sent him crashing into a support beam] Anyone seen Lance and Magee?
Zakari, Abdul, Shevchenko: No boss
Miguel: saw them been pulled away dragged away by RBIEs managed to drop a couple of them but just too many
[several minutes later MS Butler, Zakari, Abdul and Shevchenko were able to successfully ploughed through the RBIE fighters that had been assailing them]
Shevchenko: Boss I just spotted Magee and Lance being taken to a building three clicks from here
MS Butler: Alright guys lets double up, lets get our guys back. Miguel? Miguel? coming Miguel…
Miguel: Getting swamped here boss
MS Butler: Get out of there! do what you must soldier and that’s an order!
Miguel: Yes boss
[about 45 minutes later they had somehow found there way to the [MS Butler signalled that they form a perimeter around the building and approach cautiously, Abdul was the closest to an entrance to the building. As they got very close to the building MS Butler noticed a tiny, almost invisible wire at the foot of the door…]
MS Butler: No! Stop! Nooo! [he screamed and motioned with his hands but sadly it was too late as in that moment Abdul’s right foot touched the wire {BOOM!!!} the explosion was ear shattering, immediately flames from the fire engulfed Abdul, a lick of fire brushed intensely brushed through Shevchenko’s face, Zakari was thrown by the force of the explosion the into an adjourning building instantly snapping his neck] ah ah! [a wood splinter was lodge in his shoulder by the explosion as it threw him several feet from the building that was now ravaged by flames from the explosion]
[45 minutes earlier; Miguel was ploughing through RBIE fighters as she tried to make her way to the MS Butler and the others; she dropped three on rushing assailants with shots to the head, stomach then smashing the other across the face with the bridge of her rifle, took out another with a stop kick, then tossed her knife towards an assailant burying it in his forehead. Moments later she had all her assailants either dead or fatally injured in her wake…she doubled up and made her way down the building as moved stealthily through a maze of buildings…] sir? uh [she apparently saw someone familiar then she got knocked out from behind]
[back to MS Butler]
[MS Butler was sprawling on the ground mostly covered in dust, he struggled to get to his feet while tugging at the huge splinter in his left shoulder, at this point he had managed to kneel with the whizzing from the explosion still ringing in his ears. Still disoriented he managed to look up and saw the figure of someone he wasn’t expecting…]
MS Butler: General Ailing? What ar..?
Gen. Ailing: What are my am I doing here? [he was flanked by two US marines {who MS Butler recognised as John McKenzie and Alex Cooper } and half a dozen RBIE fighters two them immediately moved to restrain MS Butler] that’s what you were about to ask right? the more poignant question is why are you so damn stubborn?!
MS Butler: Stubborn? you gave the damn order to come here….oh [realisation dawned on him] you sent us into a trap! so you have been working with Faruq El Khalifa
Gen Ailing: you kept pushing the issue so I had to send you off somewhere so here you are I guess ha ha [he let out a cruel laughter]
MS Butler: I see you have your two lap dogs [referring to McKenzie and Cooper]!
Gen Ailing: Well, they see the big picture… [McKenzie stepped up to him and whispered something into his ears] speaking about lap dogs I think we have got yours [Cooper drags in Miguel on her knees by her collar and roughly tossed her to the ground]
MS Butler: Are you alright Miguel? look at me soldier [he used his eyes to search for hers]
Miguel: I’m alright boss these fuck arse traitors can’t break me [she said spitting on the ground close to Ailing’s feet] ah! [she let out in pain Cooper had rushed forward and kicked her right in the small of her back, he would kept going but General Ailing motioned to him to stop]
[a convoy of 6 jeeps pulled up] [Miguel had been nipping away at the ropes used to tie her hands with a blade she had hidden in her sleeve slipped with the split second distraction of the jeeps pulling up she swiftly stabbed Cooper’s foot, then the side of his right knee] Cooper: ah! [he screamed in pain as he fell forward she stabbed him in his eye then slashed his throat] [then she bowled herself into McKenzie before he could react sending him crashing to the ground and pounced on him stabbing him repeatedly through his hands he had put up to protect his face] [MS Butler somehow managed to disarm the two RBIE fighters who had been restraining him but as he did that he made the injury in his shoulder worse and he felt badly; he fell on one knee and that gave the other RBIE fighters the opportunity to hold him down…] [As the jeeps stopped a tall, dark figure stepped down {it was Al Mustapha Abdullah Azeez the leader of the RBIE} with Mckenzie bloodied on the floor Miguel set her sights on the RBIE leader and rushed towards him ploughing through RBIE fighters…]
Miguel: ahhh! [but before she could get to him she got shot in at the base of her temple by General Ailing…]
MS Butler: Nooo! No! No!

[Butler opened his eyes screaming completely covered in sweat; it had been three years but the events in Kandac still remained fresh in his mind, it plagued and tormented him on an almost daily bases] [he made his way through his disorganised studio apartment He walked through the space hurdling over clothes scattered on the floor and half stumbled into the shower with his breath reeking of bourbon. As the warm water from the shower steamed all over his body Bruce could hear the ruling of the court martial echoing in his head

 

 

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