After the heist, everyone gathered for a small celebration before going their separate ways. Letty, Gisele, and Elena decided to stay in Rio for a bit of a vacation. Most days were spent enjoying the beach—swimming, surfing, and, more often than not, enjoying our private time together. It was an easy, carefree escape for us all.
But soon, my vacation was cut short by a call from Mr. Nobody. I was ordered to head to Indocarr city of Southeast Asia, with details of the mission to be briefed en route. Leaving the girls behind, I was surprised when they seemed relieved. Laughing, Letty remarked, "Now we can finally catch a break from those endless hours of… cardio." It seemed even together, they couldn't quite keep up with my energy.
Leaving them to enjoy Rio, I boarded a plane for Indocarr. Shortly after takeoff, a blonde beauty entered the business class cabin, scanning the seats until her gaze settled on me. She had a striking resemblance to Amber Heard, so I waited for her introduction, curious to see which plotline I'd find myself in next.
"Hi, I'm Vivi Delay. Mr. Nobody sent me with this," she said, pulling a file from her bag and handing it to me. I recognized the name—Vivi Delay, a top CIA assassin from the movie 3 Days to Kill. It seemed she was now working under Mr. Nobody's command. As she continued the briefing, my mind wandered, taking a moment to appreciate her striking sexy curves. She seemed to notice, flashing a knowing smile but continuing without missing a beat, unfazed by the attention.
The mission was clear: I'd be entering the high-stakes plot of Mile 22. Mr. Nobody had taken a particular interest in James Silva, the headstrong CIA operative played by Mark Wahlberg in the movie Mile 22, aiming to recruit him into the Agency under his direct command. As part of a thorough background check, Mr. Nobody had uncovered a Russian plot for revenge against Silva and his team—something that could threaten the entire operation.
My role was simple but critical: to act as a silent backup and safeguard Silva's mission, which involved escorting Li Noor, a rogue Indocarr policeman, to an airfield where a plane waited to get him safely out of the country. Along the way, I'd assess Silva's team, looking for standout members who might be valuable additions to the Agency. My orders were to protect them from any threats, especially the relentless adversaries closing in, and to keep my eye out for any agents with the skills and mindset we valued in the Agency.
After the briefing ended, I made my interest in her clear, and the chemistry was undeniable. We spent the hours together indulging in passionate sex, and the long journey was made far more memorable. Eventually, at one of our refueling stops, Vivi departed, leaving me with a last smile before she went on her way, plus one for the harem.
I spent the remaining few hours of the flight alone, focusing on the mission ahead, and preparing for what awaited me on the ground. Upon touchdown in Indocarr, I was ready—my thoughts focused, gear in check, and the plan clear.
Stepping out of the airport, I scanned the crowd until I spotted her—Sam Snow, a formidable presence with her athletic build and intense demeanor. As one of James Silva's top team members, she was more than capable, and her confidence only added to her appeal. She had that unique beauty, sharp and powerful, that instantly drew my attention.
I approached with a casual smile, introducing myself with a hint of flirtation. To my surprise, she reciprocated, matching my lighthearted tone with a sly grin. As we made our way to the Embassy, the conversation flowed effortlessly. We traded stories and laughs, and by the time we arrived, a natural connection had formed between us—an undeniable spark, blending respect with a subtle undercurrent of attraction.
Inside the Embassy, I was led to the Ambassador's office, where James Silva stood waiting, his expression unreadable yet intense, a man clearly used to command. Beside him was his second-in-command, Alice Kerr, who exuded an air of calm professionalism, her sharp gaze assessing me the moment I stepped in. Played by Lauren Cohan, she was as captivating as she was formidable, with a no-nonsense demeanor that matched her experience.
James wasted no time, diving straight into the details of the mission. As he laid out the plans for extracting Li Noor, a rogue Indonesian police officer with crucial intelligence, I could feel the weight of the operation bearing down on the team. Alice added in the finer points, her tactical mind and attention to detail evident as she outlined possible threats and backup strategies.
It was clear that every member of Silva's team had a specific role, and from the way Alice and James presented the mission, I knew why Mr.Nobody was interested in them.
Li Noor, played by Iko Uwais, was as intense and sharp as his reputation suggested. His eyes held a fierce determination, tempered by a quiet calm that spoke to his experience in the field. Known for his combat skills and resourcefulness, he wasn't just an informant but an asset who could hold his own under pressure—And I ticked his name for the people who are going to be offered to join the Agency along with James and Alice. While Ronda was more suited to be with me than Mr.Nobody.
We were set to depart for the airfield in an hour so I went to the armory put on a bulletproof vest and pulled out my trusty modified Ar-15 with a grenade launcher, of course with infinite ammo and my sword without anyone seeing or caught on camera. It was time and as per plan Ronda and I rode the front vehicle followed by a vehicle with James, Douglas, and Alice escorting Li Noor followed by a third car with three additional members.
Right on schedule, the Overwatch members arrived at their safe house, setting up with swift precision. Their equipment was top-notch, from high-powered communication arrays to a sleek, tactical interface for monitoring our surroundings. Within minutes, they had a drone airborne, its quiet hum nearly lost in the city sounds. It hovered at a strategic altitude, providing a clear, sweeping view of our area and feeding real-time visuals to our team.
With the drone in position, we had eyes on every angle, tracking movements in the vicinity and mapping out possible escape routes. The Overwatch team was ready, focused, and seamlessly coordinated, giving us that extra layer of security we needed. But I know that a Russian AEW aircraft was already in the air intercepting everything from the Overwatch which would be terrifying for the CIA if I were not present.
We moved out, taking the lead in the convoy. For the first few minutes, everything was smooth, with the city streets quiet under the watchful eyes of Overwatch's drone. But soon, we hit heavier traffic than expected, making it clear that our path was tightening. James quickly called in an alternative route request from Overwatch. They worked fast, mapping out a detour to bypass the gridlock, and within moments, they'd taken control of the next four traffic signals to keep us moving.
With the green lights clearing our way, we sped forward and returned to our original route, back on track and making up for lost time. The detour proved our team's precision, and for now, we had the edge.
Within moments, we were joined by a swarm of ten motorcycles, closing in as they tried to surround the convoy. Overwatch was quick to alert us to their presence, but suddenly, their systems went dark, leaving us without eyes in the sky. With precision timing, the motorcyclists approached each vehicle, attempting to plant explosives on our cars. Reacting immediately, James told Douglas to swerve the car to the right, dodging one of them, while I readied my sword.
As one motorcyclist got dangerously close to our vehicle putting my hand out with the sword in hand, I swung the blade backward in a swift arc, rotating my wrist with precision and strength severing his arm as he reached to plant the bomb. In the same fluid motion, I turned the blade horizontally, slicing through the necks of two riders. Their bike skidded and crashed behind us as they fell, leaving James in awe of the sheer speed and control I had with a sword.
Just then, Overwatch systems flickered back online, and they replayed the drone feed. Their call confirmed our fears—one of the motorcyclists had successfully attached a bomb to our rear vehicle. Before anyone could react, a deafening explosion tore through the convoy. The rear car erupted in flames, instantly consuming the three team members inside.
As the explosion rocked the convoy, the other vehicles around us screeched to a halt, forming a chaotic traffic jam. The attackers seized the opportunity, surrounding us from all angles and opening fire. Fortunately, our bulletproof vehicles absorbed the initial assault, giving us just enough time to return fire. But it became clear we were in a tight spot when several attackers began lobbing explosives our way.
Douglas attempted to reverse out, but his car's engine took a hit from one of the blasts, disabling it. I shot down the explosives as soon as they left the enemy men's hands making them explode and taking out a group of guys at the front that were blocking our way.
In the meantime, James took out a few shooters on his side, but one of the enemies slipped by with a grenade launcher. Acting quickly, I grabbed my own grenade launcher and dispatched him and his group, putting an end to the immediate threat.
Within a minute, the last of the attackers were down. We swiftly exited the area in our remaining vehicle. I jumped on a nearby motorcycle and took the lead, guiding us out of the chaos and toward the nearest safe house under the guidance of Overwatch, staying vigilant for any more surprises along the way.
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Happy Diwali
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