The two sentries that had been guarding the entrance to their hideout had been bored senseless when suddenly the boulder shifted to the side, they hastily raised their rifles in urgency when a small object came flying in through the small opening. Just as they locked onto the foreign object it exploded into a blinding light that pierced through the darkness instantly engulfing their vision. They had been using special gear to see in the dark so the brightness was even more effective on them.
Before they could reorient themselves and regain their vision Drake quickly pushed the rest of the boulder out of the way while drawing a silenced pistol from his right thigh and firing two bullets straight through their heads. He watched their heads jerk backwards and their bodies crumble to the floor then returned his pistol to it's holster and walked up to their bodies.
Flipping through the man's clothes he quickly found the man's Sky link, it was locked but that wasn't a problem. "Queen!"
"Got it!. They have the scientists and the package in holding,"
"Anything else?"
"Tracing his contacts there's fifty others down there with you. Fortunately they're mostly split into groups of four all around the base. I've got control of their communications network, it looks like there's not much down there… ooh a sound system looks like we have a music lover. Nice Opera playlist!"
"Turn up the volume and take out their comms."
"You got it. You'll only have about ten minutes."
"It's a race against time then. My favorite kinda game, and one with lives on the line? How exciting!" He said grabbing his assault rifle.
"Remember, Don't die!"
"Copy." He grinned then sprang into a run. He soon came up on a turn when Queen's voice came up on the comm. "Closing in on hostiles. There's four of them on the left, Be careful they might be wearing armor!" that was where the turn was.
"Don't jinx it." Taking out a flash bomb, he chucked it through into the corner and let the explosion blind the terrorists. As he stepped out he set his rifle on rapid fire and sprayed his counter parts.
They had just been enjoying the music when suddenly out of nowhere a blinding light pierced through the darkness and before they knew it they were under rain of bullets, they quickly raised their own rifles blindly firing into the darkness.
Upon noticing that his targets weren't going down, instantly he knew they were armored. He hastily raised the side of his rifle to his face to block any incoming bullets that may be aimed at his head and rolled to the opposite wall. His rifle had taken a few shots rendering it completely useless. He threw it across from his position. The noise from the rifle clattering to the ground attracted the terrorists and they quickly directed their fire towards the origin of the sound.
Drake took the opportunity while they were shooting elsewhere and closed the distance between them before they could regain their vision. A terrorist sensed an abrupt presence appearing to his left and quickly tried directing his fire on the hostile presence but Drake did not let him complete the action.
He drew his right katana from his back and slashed, it came down on the body of the rifle knocking it down, then grabbing unto the handle of the sword with both hands he swung it in a diagonal upwards slash. The blade instantly slashed though the mans throat nearly taking off his head and blood sprayed forth like a fountain.
The other three hearing the commotion to their side hastily turned their weapons to direct their fire at the hostile. Drake had already anticipated this reaction from them and stepped forward hugging the man he had had just slashed and hid behind the body when the bullets ripped through the body.
With his left hand he drew his silenced pistol from his left thigh and fired two shots each right through the heads of two of his assailants. By now the vision of the last terrorist had cleared up somewhat and he hastily rolled out of the way before Drake could put a bullet in him. He hastily raised his rifle only for Drake to kick his meat shield forward into him. The weight of the body pushed him into the wall behind him and before he could push the body off Drake stepped forward and stabbed his katana right through both bodies the blade went straight through the terrorists heart, Drake withdrew his blade and as the already ravaged meat shield fell to the side he made a backhand slash taking off the head of the terrorist and blood sprayed as the head flew off.
The clicking sound of the katana was heard as it returned to its sheath as the head fell to the ground.
"That's four down forty six to go, let's count them down!"
…
It had been eight minutes already and Drake had been very busy in this time, dropping the terrorists numbers throughout the base, but not without a few injuries of his own. The terrorist leaders had soon discovered something was off but it was already too late. With the blaring music deafening them the wolf had already hunted down all the roaming prey and had already closed in on the last few, and now there were only three left. The two that were guarding the scientists and the leader of the terrorists.
Unlike the other places in the underground base this room was well lit. They had been arguing anxiously when a stun grenade rolled into the room and exploded, Drake stepped in with his pistols firing two bullets into the terrorist leaders chest and one through the head of one of his deputies.
"Don't move!" the last terrorist yelled as he held a struggling scientist to his chest with his weapon trained pointed at her head. "Drop your weapons!"
"Believe me when I say this, you do not want to go down this road. Just put it down and let the girl go." Drake cautioned.
"I said put your fucking weapons on the fucking ground, or I'll blow her fucking brains out." The man roared in a shaky voice.
"Alright, alright, I'll drop them seriously. Here! Happy?" Drake said as he threw his pistols to the side. "See that? I've put them down. Now how about you stop pointing that thing at her and point it at me instead. You don't want to hurt her, you need her she's a hostage, but you wanna hurt me right?
"Fuck you!" He roared angrily and pushed the scientist away while training his pistol on Drake and firing.
Quickly raising his arm to his sword behind him, he drew the katana and slashed down on the bullet splitting it in half. Then with a spin threw the sword forward, before the shocked terrorist could react the sword went straight into his throat. He gurgled a few times and tried grabbing for the Katana then collapsed dead.
"Whew, that is nasty." Drake couldn't help but comment. Then he turned to the huddling scientists. "Hello Luv!" he winked at the lady then said, "You alright? Anyone hurt?"
The scientists shook their heads silently, the older man whom Drake had identified as Dr. Jeremiah Ferguson got up from his place. "I'm Dr. Jeremiah Ferguson, the leading scientist of this research team, we were intercepted while transporting a package and the convoy was wiped out."
Drake nodded not bothering to remove the hood that was covering his face from view. "I've already taken care of all the terrorists in the base so you won't have to worry about them. You can use this to call for help, there's a grade two magical beast tiger guarding outside the cave so its best if a powerful mage comes to get you." He said as he threw a Sky link he had commandeered from the terrorists.
"Who are you?" the lady asked.
"Concerned citizen." Drake waved and then turned towards where the terrorist leader had fallen. "Where do you think you're going big guy? You wanna play a game of hide and seek? Okay, Marco…"
However, he had just called out when out of nowhere a large metallic arm swung at him, giving him no time to react it smashed into him sending him flying over a few meters and he crashed into a set of tables and boxes breaking a few things.
"War frame? You guys even have one of these? Shouldn't you be a mage to be able to work one of these things?" Drake grunted and pulled out a broken vial from under him, "That can't be good, please someone tell me that wasn't the package."
"Careful, they have a war frame." The voice came from both the comm and the female scientist.
"Yeah, I think I found that out the hard way but thanks for the heads up, fuck that hurts. That is not how you play hide and seek or Marco-polo. That's more like whack-a-mole." Drake groaned and tried to stand back on his feet as he heard the heavy footsteps approaching. However, before he could regain his balance something grabbed hold of his shoulder and threw him across the room yet again smashing into the wall right beside the door.
Drake hastily got up and ran out of the room trying to escape from the cave, "You know, I just thought about it and I think it's my turn to hide now. So I'll just do that while you get to counting. And no peeking!"
Hearing Drakes voice getting further away the metal monstrosity chased after him like an angry rhino with a deafening roar, "You think you can get away from me? Fat chance!"