[Emergency Mission]
Your safe house is under attack from street thugs. The owner of your safehouse hadn't paid her protection money. Come back to your safehouse to protect it. Close quarter weaponry has been provided.
Rewards:
[M1014]
[Reputation +++]
It was a message that he got just after he woke up at 7 o'clock in the morning. How could random thugs know about the location of his house? Patrick left Lynn's home when she was still asleep and left her a note. He went running back to his house after he changed his loadout to a more appropriate loadout. An armed balaclava man with an M16.
'Sorry Lynn, but my house is my top priority,' Patrick ran across the residential area. He was running with an M16 on his back. He eventually arrived at his house to find that four red sedans were parked in front of his boarding house and all of the attackers were armed with weapons. Not stopping there, but they were also very decently armored.
He took cover behind a wall to hide from the guards that were guarding his house. On the wall across him, he found another person, he was holding an L85A3 assault rifle on his hands. He was likely to take cover from the guards too. His rifle was equipped with an under-barrel grenade launcher. Patrick noticed him and changed his radiofrequency.
Patrick: "What are you doing here?"
Sierra: "Contract, you?"
Patrick: "Same, listen, this goon has military-grade weaponry. We are going to need military-grade tactics for this."
Sierra: "Too bad this structure doesn't have anything to be hacked or blown off. I guess we need to use the classic."
Sierra threw a package of C4 at Patrick. It was a big chunk of C4 that was wrapped around the two-sided tape. The C4 was also very heavy, maybe around two kilograms.
Patrick placed that C4 on the wall of the house, he asked Sierra, "If we blow up the wall, will the house owner get an insurance or something?"
"Yes, usually an unknown will come to their doors and offer them to live somewhere else," Sierra said as they took cover behind a trash can.
Patrick grabbed the detonator from his pocket and pressed it. A large explosion was coming from the wall and made a hole in his boarding house. It made a large hole in one of the vacant rooms in that house. The alarm of the cars started ringing loudly and they stormed that house. Sierra threw a semi-auto shotgun at him.
[M1014: Otherwise known as Benelli M4. This is a semi-automatic combat shotgun made by the Italians. It has 8 rounds magazine. A gas-operated combat shotgun, it is very reliable as a door breaker. This shotgun is loaded with explosive rounds]
"Nice," he looked at that shotgun as Sierra stormed through the front doors and fired a grenade launcher rounds at the car. One of the cars exploded and killed two of the guards.
Patrick shot the door of that vacant room and it did more than unlocking the door. It destroyed the door into pieces of scrap woods. The house had been full of invaders that wielded a fully automatic assault rifle. They were using the AN-94 silenced assault rifle. In response, they started shooting in his direction. The backup was coming from everywhere. They came from the kitchen and upstairs.
Their shooting was very accurate and their teamwork was very decent. Not stopping there, the way they talked was Russian. They're applying pressure on Patrick as they pushed through the hallway. Patrick was hiding near the door.
Sierra: "Delta, I don't think these guys are regular fixers aka rented gun."
Patrick: "Yes, they're regular soldiers. I fear that these guys are special forces."
Suddenly, a grenade was thrown in front of Patrick's feet. Patrick kicked the grenade away and it exploded in another room. Patrick fired an explosive shotgun shell and it hit one of them, but it got stopped by the Russian frag suit. It just made them angrier and more bullets were flying to Patrick's direction.
He threw a flashbang at their direction and switched his weapon with the M16. The flashbang exploded and he took three men with a headshot with his M16. They dropped dead on the ground, but another person came and he brought an RPG on his shoulder.
Delta: "Sierra, where are you? There's some nut head with RPG here. I need a backup."
An RPG was fired inside that building and exploded near Patrick. The fragment hit his hands and made him bleed, "SIERRA!"
Sierra: "I'm pinned down too. We need to retreat now. These guys are serious trouble."
Patrick grabbed his smartphone and called Alpha through his phone. He wanted to request safe extraction from her.
Alpha: "Yes Delta, how can I help you?"
Delta: "I NEED EXTRACTION IN THIS POSITION QUICK!"
Alpha: "Copy that. But you have to answer my question later."
Delta: "Just be quick about it."
The Russians started charging at him as one of them was kept firing RPG at him. It totally ruined his house. He fired an explosive shotgun shell, but one of them started firing with PK machine guns at him. 'Seriously, who are these guys?'
The Russians throw a flashbang at him and it exploded. Now Patrick's eyes were temporary blindness from that bang and his ears were ringing as if someone was screaming next to him all the time, 'Fuck, my ears are ringing.'
Alpha: "nnnnnngngnngngnnfbennmmgngmgngntherenmfnfnfnnsixtynmmmngngnnsecond."
Alpha was talking about sixty seconds or something, but Patrick couldn't perceive it due to the ringing on his ear. He retreated from that room as he threw a smoke grenade at that room and he retreated between the rain of bullets and he got hit in the chest and stomach. Luckily, his bulletproof best stopped some of those rounds.
He got out of that room and saw Sierra who was partially bleeding too. His hands were full of red bandages and his feet were full of bandages as well. He must have injected Stim at his neck to suppress the pain. Patrick also noticed that the blood on his hands was flowing like a river.
"Delta, we need to retreat," Sierra shouted as he fired a 40mm grenade rounds to the house.
"I agree," he had another bullet striking his legs, 'FUUUUCK' he injected stim at his neck to suppress the pain. The Russians chased him down the room and they started shooting at him.
One of those hooligans fired an RPG at him. He got thrown away from the ground and he landed around 4 meters from where he was standing.
'Fuck, I can't feel my body anymore,' he tried to move, but he felt that his body was numbed. He had a quick look and saw that a huge rod from the concrete wall was piercing through his body and body armor. He nodded at Sierra and he saw that guy had made a large pool of blood. "SIERRA! WAKE UP."
The Russians came running on Sierra and they pumped his body full of bullets. It made a lot of holes, the Russians spoke, "Tovarisch, там есть еще один," he said.
One of them walked with a PKP machine gun on his hands, 'Oh shit, I'm really going to die now.' The Russian approached him and dump the whole 200 rounds of 7.62x54mmR at him.
He felt as if someone jackhammering his back. He went unconscious after he vomits his blood.