ANOTHER CHOICE

Karl carefully opened the roof's door and peeked down. The stairway was dark and only the moonlight was piercing the hall through the broken windows. He slowly moved down the stairs and reached the top floor. He spotted three guards armed with guns and flashlights patrolling around. Two of them were walking together while one was patrolling alone. Another sniper was hiding in the cover. His body was covered with a blanket, making him hard to detect in the darkness.

He hid behind the piller just around the corner of the stairs and picked up an empty can from the floor. He rolled it toward the lone guard, letting the can pass in front of the guard.

The guard followed the noise and aimed his flashlight.

"What's that noise?" The duo turned back.

"Nothing, just an empty can. Maybe some rat," the lone guard answered while taking out a new cigarette. As soon as he lit the cigarette and took a puff, two hands grabbed his mouth from behind and pulled him into the darkness. After applying a chokehold and knocking him out, Karl propped him against the cover on the left side. No one noticed what happened. Karl took off that guy's jacket and hat and put it on as a disguise. He then took the rifle and flashlight.

Then, he walked out of cover and began to walk around, in the guise of that guy, pretending to be patrolling. But he was always a few steps ahead of the duo and blended in with their shadows. Just as the duo was about to walk past an open and ruined store, Karl used this chance to get close to that sniper, followed by a quick neck chop.

The sniper collapsed quietly.

Karl then moved toward the duo. Those two useless guards were chugging beer in that small ruined shop while pissing in the corner. "Stinking rats, there's no reason we should defend such a filthy place," the skinny guard muttered with the can in his mouth.

While chugging the beer, the fat guard laughed, "Yeah, yeah, you always complain. You got a better place than this? Feel free to share that info with the boss. I'm pretty sure she'll reward you with a blowjob."

"More like blow my dick off... Anyway, cleaning up this shitty mall will take weeks, and with the tension high, who knows when that damn mutant guy jumps on us. God knows how big his group is," The skinny guard complained.

"Fucker killed eighteen of us and even dodged Ange's bullets. That guy must be a freak," The fat one pulled up his zipper.

"She's exaggerating you know, no one's that fast,"

While they were busy gossiping, Karl closed in on them.

"What?! Look man, I love those three idiots but..." The fatty never finished his sentence as a neck chop put an end to him. And as for that bitch of a skinny guard...

Karl grabbed his neck and slammed his face on the wall. He quickly ripped out his comms, "One useless noise, I'll twist your neck," He whispered to the skinny guard, scaring the living daylights out of him. "Shake your head if you can understand."

The poor fellow quickly shook his head.

Karl then pressed his gun on that guard's back and disabled the other comms. Then shifted his attention toward him, "Where's Tyger's room? How many guards are there in and out of her room?"

"Only Ange's inside, but there are three outside," The skinny guard begged in a fearful voice and replied honestly.

"Which floor?" Karl asked,

"Two floors down..."

"How about the escape route," Karl kept interrogating, poking the rifle on the guy's back.

"Back exit has one guard, and the emergency passage leading out has three," that guard coughed up his guts.

Karl looked at his watch, 'Time... Better move fast!' With that, he knocked him out, and within a few seconds, he became a ragdoll on the cold floor on his piss.

The second floor wasn't too different from the first and the stairway was much cleaner. He moved to the bottom floor and began patrolling, carefully avoiding eye contact, looking exactly like a guard who was following his protocol. He walked passed the said office and noticed that there was only one way in and that was through the front door.

However, there must be some vents around where he could crawl in.

But he got a feeling that there might be more guards inside the office. If Tyger is smart, then there's no way she'll reveal her security details to a lowly coward guard. Just in case, he should take a detour.

Not long, he reached the storage room, next to the office. The vent access was right in front of him, however, one thing was strange, nobody was patrolling the place, something was not right. It was as if she wanted him to crawl through that vent and enter the room.

'A trap!' Karl recognized the trick. So, he simply walked out of the room and resumed his act. 'Eight guards including those three at the door...' After counting the number of guards, he went back into that storeroom again.

'Inventory,' The inventory window popped up before his eyes. He picked one poison arrow and closed the window. 'Humm...' He examined the tip closely and noticed the small vial, filled with green gas, attached to the tip. He took a little sniff, 'Oh, that's potent. But only for a single target, that is. What if I break the tip and put it near the vent?" An evil smile appeared on his face, his face twisted. His expression turned from a smiling gentleman into a devilish figure. 'Force them out of the office...'

Karl did just that. He tore his sleeves and wrapped it around his nose and mouth. He immediately broke the vial and stuck the arrow next to the vent's opening. Then he quickly left the area and hid near the stairs.

Within ten seconds the office's door flew open and a familiar figure rushed out along with five guards. One of them was the sexy milf Ange from the morning, and the rest of them were wearing a scarf, probably to avoid poison gas.

Karl's eyes were on Tyger Tiger's face.

"The storeroom, go!" Tyger yelled and hastily ran toward the next room, and Karl took this chance to go into Tyger's office without anyone noticing. His goal was to complete the quest and get out of that poison-gas-filled office.

As soon as he stepped into the office, the quest screen popped up...

[Ping!]

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Survival Mission 3/5: Infiltrate the enemy's base without killing and reach the boss's office before reinforcement arrives [Completed]

Reward: 10x Pym Particles fused arrows [Added to the inventory]

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Survival Mission 4/5: A duel with Tyger

Reward: Take over the gang

Failure: Become her slave

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"Haaa... I should have known," Karl glanced back and saw the black hair crime lady standing near the door, "Been a while Jessán, or should I call you Tyger?" He quickly opened the inventory, equipped his bow and arrow, and shot at the girl with his lightning-fast reflex.

Tyger easily stepped out of the way as the arrow flew passed her, "Sharp as usual," she smirked, then slowly walked into the room and closed the door. "Seeking me out like this, did you grow any balls?"

The ventilation activated, sucking all the poison out of the room in just a few seconds. As for the outside, the guards were ready to blast through the door and shoot at a single order from her.

"Oh, yeah, I got big balls or did you forget how you left me on the street and ran away after I took bullets for you? Or how you never showed your face for once after I got out of ventilation after dangling between life and death. And now, you got the guts to show up in my territory and take over my property. You must have bigger balls than me. Wait, that sounds weird... You are of course a lady, so, unless..." Karl smirked and didn't hold his words.

"I'm a girl, you perv. And speaking of territory, only the strongest survive, and as you can see, I'm stronger, and probably, even smarter than you. The reinforcement will be here any minute now and my men are aiming at your head. So, how do you plan to get out of this situation?" She approached him but carefully maintained a distance between them.

"Obviously, I'll walk out of here, right through that door after I beat up your ass and claim this area as mine and you as my woman," Karl took out his knife and smiled. He always despised her cold and arrogant attitude. The same reason he fell for her during their college days, but her cold attitude prevented him from approaching her and he was a weak fucker back then.

But today, it's different.

Karl with Hawkeye's skills fused with his body is not the person to look down on.

"That's cringe as fuck, man, but it's such a bold confidence, you must be stupid to think, you can actually hit me..." Tyger looked at him like looking at the stupidest pea brain. She had already activated the mechanism of her wrist-mounted needles.

"Maybe, but that's the fact. So, shall we dance?" Karl rushed forward.

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