Chap 4: Griddman

Putok was the first to ask the weirdest question.

"Who is this Griddman your talking about? Is he some random bigshot?" His question petrified the others.

"Are you..... Really Putok? Our brother Putok? The heavy Russian gunner Putok? Answer me!" Flynn grabbed his shoulders and asked as he shook him violently.

"What the fuck! Comrade! Are you good or did you lose your mind? I need assistance here! Help!"Putok tried to stop him from going berserk. Everyone came in and stopped Flynn.

"Who is this 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗺𝗮𝗻 showoff? Is he really a big deal?" Putok asked as he straightened himself.

Everyone shook their head while sighing.

"You know the organization called 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘇 right?" Reginald said.

Putok nodded.

"Rumor has it that the guy with the code name 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗺𝗮𝗻 is the head of the so called 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘇 and whatever they know, he knows" Reginald continued.

Putok was in awe. He had heard about the information group called 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘇 and they pledge no allegiance to any country. They work on their own and gather information on their own and sell it for an unreasonable price as all the information they get can be considered as confidential. They are mainly active in the west

"So the head of the 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘇 is called 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗺𝗮𝗻 and he knows almost everything, did I miss anything?" Putok asked.

"No, least not basic" Reginald said.

"More importantly, how do you know Griddman? Isn't he someone that only people with power and influence can meet? How about you?" Flynn calmed down and asked. He looked at Lyle, who was smirking.

"Its a trade secret." Lyle winked as he said that. This action of his caused others to be creep out.

Lyle then cleared his throat.

"First let me contact someone." He then moved away from the group while contacting someone by his Weblink.

Everyone gave him a suspicious look but didn't pry into his private matter and they started to chat about what they should do and tactics and what should they when things go south.

While they were talking, Lyle found a place distant from the other and was waiting for that someone to attend his call.

Every time he called, he received no answer from the other side.

He let out a sign and thought about quitting and try some other way to find that Ghost sniper.

Just as he was about to leave, his Weblink rang.

Looking at the caller ID, he couldn't help but smile.

He accepted the call and a grim voice spoke.

"Who's this? How did you get this ID?" The person asked.

"Well, I think you can cancel whatever soundboard you are using and speak in your normal voice, Brad Connor." Lyle smirked and said.

The other side was clearly shocked by his response. Brad was obviously puzzled as to why some unknown person would call him? Why would he know his name on top of it!? Every single brain cell of his is scrambling to find the answer but no heed. He switched calls without hanging the other one.

"Did you find him?" His look was sharp and and his voice cold.

In his line of work, there is a lot of chance that he could make enemies even though he doesn't know of them, so he had to be careful.

The second call is a video call and it showed a guy with glasses, who was currently scrambling his keyboard without even looking at the cam.

"No use boss, this guy has some unrealistic defense mechanism! I can't get through! This is the first time I'm facing someone as him! On top of that, his location is jumping every f*cking second I get a ping on him! Just where did fish him out? That software is just too... Perfect! I'm sorry to say this boss, but this is my limit! I'm not a god." The guy said.

Brad was very surprised, to think that there is someone who can make his techie sweat till he accept defeat..... This guy must be someone with influence!

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it! You go back and do your work, I won't disturb you." Brad said.

The guy with glasses nodded and cut off. Brad then turned off the voice scrambler and talked in his usual voice.

"Now, who is this for real? Don't try to play games with me! I'm really busy and I don't want to waste time." Brad said impatiently.

On the other side, Lyle's smirk widened.

"Oh... Then do you find talking to your brother waste of time? You kinda hurt my feelings you know?" he said.

Brad clearly did not expect that. His brother!? How the heck is that possible!? He then calmed himself by breathing in and out.

"Don't f*ck with me you salt assed mother f*cker, if you do? I won't be responsible for your life." His tone was terrifying! How dare a nobody talks about his precious family! He would dig a hole in the ground and put him inside and punch him till he reaches China if he were to do anything to his family!

"Hahaha, don't worry don't worry, if you were to kill me, do you think Mom, Dad and Stella would let you off the hook? Think about it" Lyle laughed.

Brad was reaching his patience limit. He seriously want to find this guy and beat him till he bleed his moms milk!

"If you are Lyle, then prove it!" Brad shouted.

Now Lyle really got something to tease his bro with, he has been waiting for it!

"Well then, I think I'll just go and tell Stella about your 80s Porn collection which you collected as souve-" he was cut off by Brad.

"OK OK OK! I believe it is you! Please don't tell her about this! It will ruin my cool big brother image which I have saved for all these years!" Brad said.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! it was the right choice to lead you to asking that! Totally worth it!" Lyle laughed like a madman.

Brad now understood that this guy really is his brother. Even if he didn't realize this at first, he do now because of that laughter.

Brad sighed.

"Why all this? And what's up with that super godly level security? Are you some terrorist or something now? I thought you were in Michigan" Brad asked.

"Well..... A lot is going on my end and I have a friend who's a genius when it comes to techs, so this is like a gift from him and by the way, how's everyone over there?" Lyle asked.

"Well everyone is doing good and only you are not here, we kinda miss you and its making us feel a part losing in the chess and Stella got confessed and the guy got turned down, apparently." Brad's voice suddenly became kind and caring.

"Hahahaha! That's our sister for you! If she is only thought as a beauty, then those people are dead wrong! She's a beast!" Both of them started laughing.

Brad then changed the subject.

"It's rare for you contact me, want something?" Brad asked.

"I want to meet you brother, I need you help on something! Can I meet you?" Lyle asked in a serious tone.

Hearing his serious voice, Brad could more or less guess something was up.

"No problem, I'll come to Michigan to see you." He said.

But Lyle refused.

"No, that's not necessary, I'll come to Boston... I'll come home".