Hank now stood in front of the office's door, his pistol in his right hand and the cellphone in his other hand. He starts to warm himself up and shaking his hands to loosen them up. Before doing anything else, he went into his bag and pulled out a bunch of smoke grenades and placed them on lined up pockets in his trench coat, he kicked the maintenance suit that he took off to the side and took a deep breath. He then took out his phone and started to analyze the plans of the warehouse again. He leans against a cabinet beside the door while analyzing the map. As he was studying the map, a shadow under the door starts to appear.
A knock was then heard from the other side. "Mr.Boss? I'm here to provide the findings and observations with today's training." A very faint voice could be heard from the other side due to the room's soundproof design. The person waited for an answer that will never arrive. "Boss?" The person questioned as he starts to turn the doorknob. The doorknob jiggled but he didn't successfully open it.
The other person upon not receiving his answer then starts to knock. "Sir? Are you there?" The person asked while knocking. Hank hid on the side where the door opens and prepared his gun. After a few tries and the person's attempts to be met with silence, the one on the other side then just gave up and walked away.
And due to Hank's trained ear, he managed to faintly hear the person mumble as he or she walks away. Hank got off from the corner and again let off a sigh. He then checked the map again.
"Better get to the Main Control Room quickly," Hank said to himself. He reached into his pocket reaching for something and after rummaging around, he realized that he didn't have it.
"Dammit, great job as always Hank." Hank curses to himself while walking through the office in annoyance. " How could you, like honestly, how could you forget the booze." Hank then gripped the mask's temples in stress so tightly that he might break the rubber and metal from his grip.
"Ok Hank, bloody focus. Do your job, first then booze. Job then booze, Job then booze." He repeats to himself. Hank then let off one last sigh as a serious expression fills his face behind the mask."Alright time to do the job." he says as he slowly unlocks the door.
The hallway was luckily completely empty, Hank quickly scanned the area and also quickly leaned back into the room while almost closing the door. He then looked through the small gap and sees a camera that he deactivated was active yet again. " Ah, Dammit." Hank curses to himself he reaches towards his bag and pulled out the small device. He hid as the camera panned towards his area, after a few seconds the camera panned away letting him outreach his hand and pressed the button again. The camera deactivated yet again letting him exit the office and locked it through the inside.
"Oh yeah, my disguise," Hank said and quickly retrieving the maintenance suit. "Why the hell, did I even kick this away he mumbles to himself as he got out of office again now with his disguise and a hat with the face mask. The suit was bulkier as he wore it on top of his attire. "Well, then off we go," Hank said and started to walk through the building.
Hank starts to notice something, he noticed that there are more guards and armed men patrolling now, inspecting everyone passing by. " God Damn it," Hank whispers in annoyance as he walks towards a hallway with no guards. The moment he turned towards the hallways, he uses his small device making the camera turn off as he enters the hallway. But after a few steps, there were audible steps coming onto the hallway. Hank quickly hid inside an empty room, which was a small storage space as a small group of men appears in the hallway. "What the hell is wrong with these cameras?" A voice said outside. Another one replied to the man. " I don't know but my hunch is starting to be more plausible, there really is someone in the base, someone we don't know." The unknown man then pulled out his phone and contacted someone.
"Hey, Jammy, nobodies around here. We're gonna check the rooms, someone is really here. Get the alarm ready, they may still be here." He then placed the phone back onto his pocket. They start checking through the rooms opening each one checking anything in them. Hank growls in anger as he hides behind some boxes near the door. He readies his pistol and his knife as he waits.
He hears the doors being opened one at a time as the audible sound of the doors becomes louder.
*BANG* The door beside his room hits the wall as a pair of footsteps enter the room moving objects and searching the area. And now finally it was his room, Hank waits in bated breaths as the footsteps stop in front of the door. He hears the knob being slightly turned with the mechanism clicking but was stopped by it being locked. There was silence as Hank waits for the next sound.
"BANG"
A loud bang filled the darkroom. The harsh fluorescent light from the hallways filling up the whole area. Hank held his breath as two men entered the room. They unlike the guards outside were more muscular but still had black clothing. They entered the storage room and turned it upside down moving boxes and throwing some to the walls making splinters with some landing on Hank. It took them 3 painful long and tense minutes with some times of them to be only an inch away from Hank.
"There's nobody here." One man said as another cursed tom himself. "He must be hiding in the other rooms, lets go." The men then exited the room, with Hank almost letting out a sigh of relief. but one of the guards lags behind as he did one last search of the room. he went towards Hank's area. And when he was in front of Hank's hiding place, Hank pressed his EMP again disabling the Camera and the guard's phones. The Guards was distracted with his phone vibrating and shutting down that he checked his pocket only for Hank to emerge from his hiding place.
The guard was not able to utter a word as Hank grabbed him and pulled him to his hiding spot. The sound of him hitting the boxes alerted the guards as they rush to the room. Hank placed his knife in the guard's neck and dragged it to the other side slashing it wide open. The guard gargled at his blood while Hank shut the door close and placed a heavy box in front of it to momentarily stop the guards.
Hank pulled out the phone in his disguise's inner pocket and called a number and at that moment the door was kicked open. Revealing the guards.
But also in that exact moment. At the basement, a couple of maintenance staff arrived to clean the basement, but in the next moment, a loud ear-piercing explosion filled the area with rubble, dust, and shrapnel. The whole basement was gone and the entire warehouse shook at its foundations.
The guards on top were distracted by the explosion, that Hank used the opportunity to shoot them all with his revolver. Each bullet landed right on the head of each guard as the 4 of them dropped down on the ground. The whole place was plunged into darkness, with Hank taking off his disguise and putting on his gas mask, and reloaded his gun.
The remaining men were panicked and took out their weapons. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" one shouted. "Go get the others." Another yelled out into the darkness as a pair of running feet start to flee but a blinking light of a gunshot hit the man and he felled down to the ground. The men turned their guns in the direction the gunshot came from.
The emergency red lights turned on as in front of a guard stared two red glass eyes as the owner of them stabbed him under his jaw and pulled forwards ripping his mouth open. The guards were horrified as the figure stabbed him in the side of the head killing him. The whole event happened so fast as if it happened in a few seconds. The other guards were frozen for a moment which was enough for the figure to back away and turn towards another one. the men now snapped from their fear start shooting at the figure with some rushing towards it. The figure dodged most of the bullets with some piercing his trench coat and with some looking as they hit him but only were empty flaps in its clothes. The man the figure rushed to was taking out his large hunting knife and slashed upwards aiming for its rib area. But the figure blocked it with its arm and stabbed his collar bone-breaking it and making the man shout in pain. The figure then went behind the man while turning the knife making the man scream in agony. The other men shooting now stopped as to not hit their ally and struggled to find a good shot.
The men that rushed at him had metal batons with jagged textures, large knives, and even knuckles with blunt spikes. They start to hit the figure but only having it dodge their attacks while using their wounded ally as a shield. The wounded man through the pain tried grabbing the figure but it decided to finally end the annoyance with it pulling the knife and stabbing the back of his nape.
"No!" A man said as he swung the baton at the figure and hitting his right shoulder. The figure then lets go of the dead man and pulled out his gun and shot the man with the baton on his forehead.
Another guard was behind him bring down his knife onto the figure's back and another in front of him bringing his fist onto the figure's stomach. The figure managed to spin to the side doing the attacks and dropped a couple of smoke canisters. Smoke starts to fill the red-lit hallway, obscuring the sights of the guards. The men which were attacking him were now attacking empty air as they cough and start to find the figure while attacking at the possible locations he may be at.
Gunshots were heard in the smoke with bodies dropping accompanying it. "Where the hell is that bi-." A guard was cut off with his throat slashed open. Only a couple remained, with of them filled with fear. They decided to make a break for it and ran away from the hallway.
One was shot down immediately as the other managed to turn towards a corner and sees a camera. He waved at the camera. "Get Help!" He yells and got shot in both of his legs. He didn't scream but continued looking at the camera and kept uttering "Get Help." and crawling towards it.
But then he noticed one grim detail, the camera was deactivated. The figure then emerged from the smoke, his attire covered in blood splatters and his haunting gas mask staring at the wounded guard. It approached him while gripping his knife tightly. The wounded man kept crawling away grunting from the leg wounds. The figure was now behind him as he stares at the wounded man. The man kept crawling away as quickly as he can. But the figure bent down and brought down his knife on his back now making him scream. The figure brought the gun onto the back of the man's head and pulled the trigger.
*Bang*
The struggling man now laid motionless with his blood splattered on the floor. The figure huffed and stood up to catch his breath. After a few moments of resting, he hears more footsteps approaching him. He digs in through a pocket ad pulled out more bullets and reloaded his gun and prepared himself.