Chapter 8
James pressed down on the top of the canister and used it to spray his metallic armour making it completely black, with a bit of help from Captain America to get his back they were ready to set out in the complete darkness
"Follow my lead, after we land we will have to walk slowly to the compound, once there we will take a route through the fields, dodging the patrols until we reach the warehouse, once there we'll put a timed incendiary then split up and begin placing them throughout the fields, the timers set to go off at 0100 hours, avoid going near the mansion as there are guards stationed all around in a high concentration and maybe some supers mixed in with them," Natasha said while bringing the jet slowly down onto flatland in stealth mode somewhat away from the compound.
"Yes ma'am," Captain America said while unintentionally showing off his military reflexes by straightening up as though he was in front of a commanding officer
Natasha then put on her her gauntlets and clicked the button to let down the hanger door which slowly revealed the three in their black outfits
'It kinda feels like I'm doing a hero pose, maybe it's a prerequisite in Marvel before there's a powerful threat but what danger can a cartel pose to us, maybe it's just us looking inadvertently cool, 'cause we dam sure are.' James thought while looking at his hand with the black metal
Natasha then started walking while James and Cap followed behind sticking close and avoiding any large amounts of lights since the cartel had men looking all around.
They slowly advanced through the dry grass nearing closer to where there were a lot of torches moving around
"Two patrols up ahead stay close and don't speak," Natasha said while getting closer to where voices were audible and they could hear the Spanish they were speaking
"why do they have us guarding here I just want to sit back and relax not stand in the cold for a whole night while the ones at the mansion get paid more to stay in a comfortable house and just have to stand around its the easiest job in the whole world." said one of the patrolling guards while waving around the flashlight he had in his hand
"Ayy it's not too bad, it's not like we're one of their harvestings, I've heard a lot of them complaining about their backs," said another patrolling guard while pointing towards several of the pickers still at work with his pistol.
*rustle* *rustle*
"What was that noise over there," said a guard in a high-pitched tone while he moved the torch to illuminate the trees and bushes in the distance.
"It's probably an animal of one the pickers going for a piss, relax no one would trespass on cartel land, not even the American government they need us for the amount of money they make from the drugs."
"Haha, your probably right, funniest thing is as well I heard their economy would collapse without our drug money"
"Haha" they both laughed as they continued walking past the bushes which James was hiding in
James was holding his knife ready to spring into action while hiding in the bushes 'I guess this black paint is doing its job otherwise I would have been caught as soon as that flashlight was pointed at me. It's hard to be silent in the bushes while I have this armour on, it's easy for branches to get caught on me and then flick back, but Natasha can't blame me for that, she managed to dodge in time and they didn't find us out' James thought while an angry Natasha was behind him drilling her eyes into the back of his head,
'I suddenly feel a shiver coming up my spine,' James then turned his head around to look at Natasha who looked like she was looking at an annoying bug she then pointed at James and then the ground like she telling him to stay here 'telling me to stay in the bushes while they moved ahead because I was being too clunky with my armour is mean, I could go back to the jet and wait for them but I should probably just stay here since they might need some backup'
Natasha then slowly moved ahead of James while crouched and cap following behind her and giving James a sorry look when he passed by but quickly looked ahead as Natasha moved on
They moved along the columns of plants weaving between them if they got too close to a patrol or worker evading any flashlights that came their way until they made it to the warehouse
Natasha looked at the number of guards surrounding the metal warehouse that looked like a plane hanger while searchlights constantly moved around lighting up the barbed wire fence which closed off the building. With her quick wits and experience, Natasha easily spotted a way in through a slit in the fence
She stuck her hand up so Captain America could see and counted down from 3…2…1 and sprinted to the fence just after one of the lights skimmed across it
They quickly passed through the wire that barely hindered them and approached the guard close to them who was about to turn around and spot them
Captain America threw his shield hitting the guard in the back and causing him to feint, Natasha grabbed him before he could fall and alerted the other guards with the sound
Cap picked up the legs of the man and carried him next to the warehouse wall where there were many wooden pallets
Natasha used the wooden pallets at the side of the building as leverage to ascend the wall and with a boost from Captain America got enough height until she reached a window near the top of the warehouse where she grabbed the ledge and pulled herself up to look into and saw many stacks of the plant wrapped up.
Natasha tried to open the window but it was tightly shut and locked from the inside, seeing no way to open it without creating any noise that'll be noticed she decided to let go of the ledge and landed back onto the ground, and put her hand to her ar activating the comms that every member of the team had.
"James, come in James."
"It's good to hear your beautiful voice in my ear," James said getting a bit flirty because he was so bored of waiting in the bushes for something to happen.
Natasha ignored what James said and got straight to the point "We need a distraction, but remember to make it seem natural no one can know we were here"