Chapter 1 Meet John Kirkes

Chapter 1

Meet John Kirkes

In the most ordinary American village, there lived one ordinary guy. His name was John.

John Kirkes is an unusual guy with an ordinary name. In the village he was known as the chief mechanic, as he repaired equipment very well. John was walking down the street and turned onto Green Street, towards his workshop. His workshop, also known as Johnny Three A's, was, as always, in disarray with work in full swing.

On the second floor in house number 5 on Green Street he lived, and on the first floor he had a workshop. John went into his house put food on the table and went to drink Pepsi in the kitchen. Today is Saturday, and on Saturday there was always a day off in his workshop, such are the rules. Even on Sunday he worked, though only half the time, but he still worked. His workshop worked from 6:00 to 22:00 on weekdays and from 9:00 to 17:00, well, Sunday after all. However, he often worked until 7:00 pm with pleasure and

extended working hours if he was well paid, in general, the guy was not poor.

Moreover, in his village, which was called Green Forrest, they annually held

mota competitions and almost everyone rode motorcycles and scooters. Only a fifth

residents drove cars, but they had to be repaired, and they broke down not infrequently.

So a young man of twenty-five entered his room, sat on the couch, threw the Pepsi bottle into the trash, and turned on the TV. Nothing interesting was shown on the channels, John turned off the TV, ate a Mars bar and went ...

I went to the workshop, the old creaky door succumbed forward and opened.

"What a mess," John thought, "Okay, I'll clean up tomorrow."

He carefully groped for the switch and the light in his garage lit up. Yes, John has

and there was a garage when he bought the house, the garage was old and abandoned, but John helped, saved up money, bought a blue Yamaha motorcycle, restored the garage

and now this is his lair. However, he did not let anyone into this garage, and no one went there, the workshop was enough for everyone. There was one feature in his garage, there hung an old

poster with Elvis Presley and only he knew what was hidden under this poster. It seems to be an ordinary poster of the sixties with the king of disco, but it was not there. John raised

the edge of the poster to the top, felt for a small lever and a click, the poster disappeared and a secret door appeared behind it, no one knew about it, only John and his friend Li Yang.

He called this secret room the little cellar. However, this room cannot be called a small cellar; it looked like three or even four rooms. There were a lot of monitors, computers, all kinds of devices and of course

there was a mini-kitchen, a lounge and a whole arsenal. Okay, although John was

secret agent and hid it from everyone, but he did not have many guns,

since he rarely exchanged fire, and the weapon was expensive and it was necessary to go for it

to a neighboring village, and it is a few dozen kilometers from Green Forrest.

John had two pistols in his arsenal, one of them was a Colt, a dozen grenades of lemons and brownies, one shotgun and that hunting and one sniper rifle, she was very

old, there were few cartridges for it, since such cartridges are no longer sold, and there is no point in looking for them. They were taken out of production in the last century. However, she was very reliable.

and never let John down on difficult missions. Previously, at one time he worked in the police of the village and caught bandits, but then he gave up on this, as he was almost discovered. It was during these years that this rifle, which the sheriff presented to him, came in handy.

After the service, when he left, the rifle was allowed to be left along with gratitude,

as a memory of a past service. John turned on the monitor, Li Yang appeared on the screen.

- Konichiva, my friend, what is heard from the alpha, our new acquaintance.

The image on the screen smiled and took a sip of tea.

"Konichiwa, Johnny, how is life old man?" Li Yang answered him.

John met Li Yang in his second year of college, he was an exchange student,

but soon, due to the crisis in China, he moved to America to his friend. He lived a little further

on 35 Green Avenue. John sometimes dropped in on a friend for a tea ceremony, in his best

traditions of China. After college, John needed help finding his father and revealed his secret to Li Yang. However, how surprised he was when Li Yang told him that

from the age of 19, Li Yang, having just entered the institute, already managed to hack into the network of his own institute, and play a trick on the teachers. Fortunately, no one noticed anything and everything was blamed on a failure in the system. Now Li Yang and John have each other's backs.

Li Yan stretched, yawned, and said, Hehe Johnny, Alpha has unearthed new data on

The secret base of the ColZirex company, I am sending the coordinates. - something beeped and bam

new coordinates entered into the database of John's phone.

-Yeah, stop seriously? -John looked at the map in surprise. -It's a wasteland, I'm sure

I remember 100 kilometers from here, there is nothing there, only the desert and that's it, and people

don't go there often. You are sure?

- Johnny, my friend, I ever let you down, the more data you get from alpha, or you don't trust him.

- While little is known about him, he is a novice in our business, for the good of the country. However, yes, here

it's been a year now since he's been getting in touch and he has never let us down, I wonder who he is,

a cop, an old warrior, a hacker kid, or a hottie with big plans.

- Johnny, again you are with your jokes, although who knows, okay, let's get back to business.

Look, you see on the map, a red dot, here, yes, it is the most. When you arrive, it will turn green. Got it.

-Yeah, listen to Lee, and if suddenly there's nothing there, well...

- Ugh jangui, okay then call me and cancel the mission, I understand. No kidding, okay.

- Ok, that's all, as soon as there is a free hour, I'll come to you for tea.

- Okay, I just have your favorite dried mint tea. See you later.

- Yeah, come on, thanks.

John turned off the monitor and went to get ready, so one pistol, three magazines just in case, two grenades: smoke and lemon and of course a knife, a melee weapon, without it in any way. Marine knife, years ago, long before he and his mother left,

his father gave him this knife as a gift for 15 years, his father served in the Marine Corps and told him stories about his years of military service more than once. This knife helped his father more than once

battle time.

- And I'm ready, the path will not be close. John put everything in the trunk of his motorcycle,

started the engine, turned on the radio and, to the song Summer of 69 by Bryan Adams, drove to the place

destination.