Rampage

These blows fueled everyone's excitement, and Sugar also felt the momentum of his youth reborn. In every man there is a primitive impulse of latent destruction; especially, driving a large truck wreaking havoc is highly stimulating.-¡Yihaaaaaaaaaaa¡—dijo Sugar emocionado.Carrie turned the wheel enthusiastically, causing the tires to squeak as she accelerated in the direction Hood pointed at her. The noise of the tires will surely attract the attention of those who remain in the factory, so they had to make the most of that brief distraction.The truck turned a corner, and in front of it emerged a small building where security facilities operated. With no intention of circumventing the internal surveillance system, the truck moved at full speed, without slowing down.—Prepare for impact.Carrie screamed, holding the wheel with both hands and driving hard with her feet.Burst!"The truck rammed the wall like a runaway bull. Inside, some workers in the finishing area heard the roar of the engine approaching. An instant later, the wall exploded into a thousand pieces, and a shower of red brick fragments flew through the air.One of the bricks impacts a hamble on the neck, twisting it at a grotesque angle.When the vehicle stopped, Hood kicked open the door and quickly jumped to the ground. Ethan, with his AR-15 in hand, followed closely. At the end of the hall, a large area of the factory was covered with a white plastic film, creating a sterile space, such as an operating room.A row of personal protective suits hung on one of the walls. In the corner next door, dozens of blue plastic barrels piled up. These should be the raw material that Proctor uses to make MDMA pills. (stasy).Several people inside woke up stunned and immediately ran to the access door, but Ethan gave them no time and shot them relentlessly leaving behind a blood mist.Hood also pulled the trigger, knocking down a person with two shots to the chest.—Cover up, help is on the way.A man in a hazardous materials suit screamed as he overturned a wooden table. He hid behind a desk, pulled out a gun, and they started shooting.Sugar jumped out of the truck, taking a few blows to the feet. Bullets hit near him, and some dust clouds rose on the concrete floor.He was so scared that he raised his legs violently and drove away from the car.— You asshole, hide behind the table! Do you think it's a movie? —Ethan moved his gun and shot directly at the wooden table."Bah, bang, bang".Small holes appeared in the wood."¡Ah~!"A scream was heard. The man hidden behind the wooden table was lucky; Ethan shot five or six times at the table before being shot. After the location was determined, the AR15 in his hands fired several bullets one after the other.The bullets hit where the screaming had been, and the sound was heard as it collapsed to the ground.Hood gestured to Ethan and the two quickly moved to clear the place. At that time, shots were also heard from behind the truck.Sugar opened fire and ran back:— Job cover me, here come more!As soon as Job and Carrie got out of the truck she had to move fast to wait for them outside with the escape car, while Job, covering her with the shots, couldn't help but curse:— Damn!—To your left.- Hood shouted.- A silhouette appeared after the white plastic film and started running. Without hesitation, Ethan emptied the magazine, and the bullets pierced through the figure, instantly dyeing the film dark red.— Roger! —screamed, raising his thumb towards Hood before unloading the empty magazine and launching back.Scattered shots could be heard outside from the opening created by the truck. Sugar squatted in the back of the vehicle, peeked out from time to time to return fire.—¡Bang, bang, bang!Ethan headed for the gap, throwing bursts of suppression at those outside.—Job how much time do you need.-I exclaim.- — Just keep them busy!Job looked at the C4 explosive in his hand, countdown marking the seconds in bright red.On the other side, Ethan and Sugar were still under pressure from three guards who were shooting at them behind a pile of bricks that existed,Ethan accurately eliminated two of Proctor's men when they tried to escape, leaving only one hidden behind a pile of red bricks. Noticing that the enemy's shots were over, Sugar clenched his teeth and launched himself forward, flanking Ethan to his right. It was not difficult to finish off the last survivor of the guards, he died without pain or glory under Sugar's bullets.Ethan rested his gun at his side:—Go first.-Job's muffled voice rang on the radio:—And it's ready. You have to get out of here.— How long do we have? - Sugar asked.- — Do you think this is a cartoon? With a long wick and let it burn slowly?Ehtan ran to where they were all, in his path he saw several C4 explosives installed by Job all over the place and a beep appeared in his mind.In this auditory hallucination, Ethan quickened his pace.By the time he left the building's emergency door, Hood, Job, and Sugar had already established a defensive formation outside.—¡Vamonos!At Ethan's insistence, a group of people ran away quickly. Steps were soon heard approaching, and as soon as the security guard poked his head in, Ethan knocked him down with an accurate blow.At the same time, Hood, Job, and the others maintained an intense shower of fire. As expected, the enemy waited behind the security gate, ready to respond. However, Ethan's team acted quickly and skillfully, opening the door and launching out in an instant.The tactic took them by surprise. The few guards who dared to advance were killed by the fierce firepower unleashed by Ethan and his group. The brick factory soon plunged into tense silence, interrupted only by the echo of the hasty steps of the four hooded men.With a thousand adrenaline, Ethan stepped forward without hesitation towards the door, his gaze fixed on the target. Under Job's command, they all threw themselves into a ditch on the side of the road. Job pulled out his cell phone, smiling as he murmured instructions.—Sorry, but your time is up. Goodbye! —said, and pressed the virtual button on the screen — Damn, fuck ...— What's up? —Ethan asked, sitting up while watching the fire in the distance.Job looked at his phone, confused — I don't know, it must be the signal.—The wick seems to have gone out, don't you think? —Sugar commented between gasps.—Get lost —Job replied as he tried to get out of the ditch, but Ethan stopped him.— Are you crazy? Leave it, you have to get out of here!Soon a loud roar was suddenly heard, and flames rose to the sky. The explosion caused Ethan's scalp to shudder as he pulled Job to the ground. They sounded cracked everywhere, and broken bricks began to fall from the sky.Even though they were about 40 or 50 meters from the factory, they still felt the effects of the explosion. Fortunately, they had hidden in the ditch on the side of the road. When the noise stopped, Hood got up and screamed:— Is anyone hurt?Sugar pulled the ear plugs out and looked straight ahead.— Shet! I thought our plan was to blow up Proctor's lab, not open a hole in the ground!The factory was engulfed in flames, and the smoke rose in the air. Job looked at his work with satisfaction and smiled.—I have to admit that doing this was a lot of fun.Sugar rubbed his ears —. What did you say? I can't hear you well.—Let's go —Ethan said, dusting off his clothes.After making sure no one was injured, they quickly drove away while the fire consumed the factory, as Carrie waited for them a few meters ahead with the car to leave the scene.After picking up his Dodge Challenger at Davis' bar, Ethan received a call from Alma as soon as he got home.— Ethan, are you already in bed?—I'm showering, what's up?—I received an explosion and fire report at the brick factory in Havershaw. Ya let know al sheriff.—Okay, I'm on my way.Ethan had not lied to Alma; after his shower he put on his uniform and, in his Crown Victoria, he went to the factory. Upon arrival, the fire was still burning. Two police cars were parked at the entrance with red and blue lights. Seeing him, Siobhan and Emmett approached, relieved.—Emmett y y yo we enter and say a spill. It's like a war camp weapons, corpses, bullet bushings and slams, it looks like I rent a fiesta. —Siobhan dijo.Ethan, pretending ignorance, asked:— Does it look like they screwed up Proctor?—Maybe —Emmett replied, keeping his gun — Everyone inside is dead, there were no witnesses and I don't think Proctor is going to be cooperative with us.. Alma has already notified the fire department and the ambulance. We will wait for them to take care.- If they were civilian houses, someone would probably try to help put out the fire, but in this place ... it wasn't their problem. Ethan took out a cigarette and stared at how the flames consumed everything in his path.Finally, firefighters managed to quell the flames, while coroners removed the bodies found at the scene. After a thorough investigation, Hood concluded that this was a vendetta among drug traffickers. With the lack of witnesses and no clear leads, they decided to close the case. Although they tried to track down the factory owner, they found a dead end: the property was registered in the name of a shell company in the Cayman Islands.Ethan packed his things and retired. After advancing a few hundred meters in his car, he saw a Mercedes-Benz parked near the river. In front of the car, a blonde-haired woman was looking at the scene of the explosion. Ethan turned the wheel and approached his patrol.Ethan came up and said:—How long without seeing you, Rebecca.Since the rescue of his brother Solomon, they had not seen or had contact. Rebecca toyed with her hair, asking:— Can you tell me what happened?—Apparently someone came in, murdered everyone and blew up the place with explosives ... Why do you ask? —Ethan replied, shrugging.—You know I can't tell you —she replied, somewhat evasive.— What, did it belong to Proctor and that's why he sent you here to question me?Rebecca remained silent, looked down and clasped her hands. She was no longer the curious Amish girl who had gone out into the outside world.—Sorry, but you know I can't tell you anything .. — Then I change the subject quickly to look him in the face again. — You haven't contacted me in a long time.—You better go home Rebecca — said Ethan — Rebecca nodded silently and started walking towards the car. Just before he left, he stopped and, looking at Ethan, said:—We will always be good friends, right!Ethan ignited a cigarette, smiling.—Heavens you are a spoiled child. — exclaimed Ethan scratching his head. — Yes, always.A smile lit up Rebecca's face. He nodded and got in the car, leaving him with an unspoken farewell. Seeing the Mercedes-Benz walk away, Ethan sighed. She knew that the path Rebecca had decided to follow distanced her more and more from hers.After the explosion at the Proctor Factory a couple of days ago, Banshee seemed calm on the surface, but an underground current was emerging behind the scenes.In the past few days, everyone's agenda was full.Five police cars patrolled the town non-stop, with the simple purpose of containing Proctor's anger, while Sugar was still at the Bar as usual and Job had to stay home for two days. But, as a great hacker, you weren't bored having a computer.That afternoon, his cell phone rang. Job picked it up and checked the messages. After hesitating for a while, he put on a discreet suit and left. Upon arriving at the Miles restaurant, Job found a discreet corner and sat down. At the time, there were no customers in the restaurant. She took a magazine out of her bag and began to read quietly.After two minutes, a few steps approached and they placed a cup of coffee in front of him.—As a waitress, you are terrible —Job said after leaving the magazine and taking a sip of coffee.Carrie tossed her bag onto the chair, sat across from him, and leaned comfortably on the back.—It seems that you are living a good life outside of prison. I guess Proctor had no vacancies. — Job looked at his carefree gaze; she was much more energetic than when she was a housewife.Being with old friends, Carrie could finally let her guard down. She rubbed her nose and replied angrily:—Yes, because a fucking Chinese make me the vacancy.Job shook his head and left the cup of coffee.Carrie smiled cheerfully.—I miss you.—I know what you are thinking, so there is no need to speak nonsense —Job pursed his lips and looked to the side. No one was in the restaurant, and another waiter was cleaning in the distance.He pushed his bag towards Carrie, inside were hundreds of dollars packed in by a transparent plastic.—This is your share of the last theft of the Kinaho Casino warehouse car $$ 194,000, minus commissions of course. —Job said and then closed the bag. —The harvest is good, although not as good as that of diamonds.Carrie took the money, patted it, and then put it in her own bag.— Are you sure the diamond was fake?—Yes, I am very sure. — Job rolled his eyes and raised his fingers —. Until now, you are the only one who has lied to us.—Sorry, I didn't mean to say that. I just need more money, and this is not enough —Carrie clenched her teeth.Job took the cup of coffee and murmured:—Nonsense, we all need money. Of course, except Ethan's bastard.They worked so hard for several hard to get a ten million diamond, and it turned out to be a pile of glass. Ethan followed him to New York for two days of shopping and brought diamonds worth twenty million. Job still feels sad to remember it.He put down the cup of coffee and noticed that Carrie was still looking at him with a pitiful expression.—Just do that pitiful expression, only Hood would fall for that trick.Job sighed and continued:— What are you planning to do? Here you have almost one hundred and fifty thousand, isn't that enough?Carrie did not reply; he looked at his colleague in the distance and whispered:—I found a new target. The work is not difficult and the profit should be good.Seeing that he did not want to say more, Job did not insist:—Okay, well, I'll notify you to meet at the Davis Bar when you come back later and we'll see you together.—Wait a minute.Carrie reached out and held Job.—I already have everything planned. I just need you to help me disable the security system.Job leaned back and said mockingly:— What do you mean?Carrie clenched her teeth and spoke in a low voice:—This time we must be just the two of us.—Carrie listens very well to what I am going to tell you, because I am not going to repeat it again. I will not act behind the back of others, for any reason. —Job pointed to Carrie — Sometimes I wonder if you understand what teamwork means.After these words, she hung her bag over her shoulder and stood up, annoyed.—I need the money, Job —Carrie looked up.—Everyone needs it. If you want to earn that money, just get the others together. What are you thinking about?Job put his hands on the table and looked at Carrie.—If you are in such a hurry to get money, do it yourself. I am not one of those who work alone.—Not for me —Carrie replied, with red eyes and excited voice —. It is for my son Max.Job clenched his teeth, annoyed, and sat down again with resignation.—I hear you.—Max's asthma has worsened. If not treated soon, your life will be in danger. The doctor suggested a new treatment, but that will cost a lot of money.— What about insurance? —Job asked, knowing that Carrie was married to someone well positioned.—Gordon and I talked to them, but they said Max's asthma is chronic and without improvement. They refused to pay for the new treatment.Carrie held her hand again.—Please, this is for my son. I have to save him. What I have is not enough.Job was silent for a while, then withdrew his hand and asked with resignation:— What is the objective?—The insurance company —Carrie replied.Job choked on the coffee and hit the table.—When you want to do it.—The sooner the better. Max urgently needs surgery —Carrie said, taking the information out of his bag and giving it to Job —. I have collected almost all the information. It only remains to decipher the security system.Job flipped through the papers for a moment and nodded.—Tonight. This security system is easy to circumvent, but I will need a day to prepare.Carrie nodded gratefully.—Thanks, I owe you one.—Let it not be repeated. —Job put away the papers and, after cleaning his mouth with a napkin, left the restaurant.As he left, he looked toward the police station in front, afraid to meet Ethan and Hood. That night Job took a small backpack and left the house.A car was waiting for him outside, with Carrie inside. Job put on his gloves and got into the vehicle.Ten minutes later, the car arrived near the insurance company.Job pulled out a plane of his backpack.—The financial office is on the third floor, at the end of the left aisle.Carrie took the drawing and studied it quickly.Job connected his phone to his home computer, showing the company's security images on the screen. He changed cameras, making sure there were no security personnel inside, and uploaded the recorded video in advance.A burst of interference appeared on the screen of the surveillance office, and the recorded video began to repeat.