Chapter 50: Infiltration at Fake Heaven

The detective was happy with what had happened, not only did they find another base, which could lead them to the kidnapped civilians, but also he did absolutely nothing.

He asked for a squad of four to come with him, who are, hopefully, trained professionals. They all got into the police truck and made off, not a second to spare. T

hey had to be fast as you do not know if the guy thought of switching cars. They put the lights on, speeding through every traffic light, the red ones and the green one. The police car, which was a bit dented, almost hit a car, and it wasn't because of the green car.

No wonder it has a dent in it.

He asked someone else to lead them there as he did not want to be put with such a task- as he knows his orientation is terrible, even with a map.

They were closing in fast to the target and then from the walkie talkie connected to the car, which had donut grease on it; he screamed," stop, and park the car!" Then when the sound stopped he carried on," we will go on foot, to sneak up."

The all mean gang understood as they have done this before. They parked it and the man in the same car with the detective, cursed as he stepped on something in the car. He knocked her fingers and pointed, while waving his hand in anger.

The detective sighed, and told him to calm down and get used to this, the man wished he could go in his car. The pair got out before the others, who when they got out patted their bellies in reassurance.

Maybe the guy doesn't like his diving either, feel sorry for the other guy though.

They walked slowly and to their surprise they looked at the map then what was in front of them. Another warehouse. The detective did a happy dance in his head.

Finally,

Even his comrades were pumped for it, the group gave strong fist bumps to each other that made sounds, and could be heard because of the surprising silence. They started walking into the premises of the warehouse, which is being infiltrated.

The plan was simple. Sneak in and look around to see for any hints and takedown anybody you need to. The detective came up with it, and the guy that sat next to him in the car tweaked it, the other two just nodded their heads- pretending to know what they were doing. It was the same size as the other one however it was different.

The walls looked more study, made from reinforced concrete when the others were made from steel plates. It made you ask what would be in there as there were no windows at all. It was dark blue in the sky, but infected by an octopus defence mechanism. It was a really nice night. T

hey all went in. There were no gates which were good for them but the only doors were closed, which are bad news. Luckily there was a hanger, most likely where the truck was. They tried to open it but could not do so. It irritated them so they said," screw it," quietly and summoned their swords.

The person that did that had a weak one, which shone a small glow, which did not attract anybody, but that's why he did it. It was similar to khopesh, but a bit less curved. That sword came from ancient Egypt many years ago.

Him having the sword is remarkable, but there were stronger ones in the world- still it was rare to have. He opened it, sliding it upwards, but unnecessarily loud, enough to bring attention to them. They saw not just the truck but multiple trucks, all from different brands. It was a huge room but did not go as high as it could.

It probably has rooms up there too.

They ran in, taking cover, then the same guy with the khopesh closed the door, decrees suspicion and he did it quieter. However, it did not stop a person from coming in. They did not hear the loud bang, but they were grabbing something. They all looked at each other and asked the same question.

Should we take him out?

They all looked at the detective for reassurance. A shaken head was their answer. He did not want them to attack as maybe he was grabbing something. For them, they could move a bit around as the guy was setting the acoustics.

Two ran left, behind a red truck, the other two ran, behind a red container. The detective, still with the same guy, was at the container. He wondered what was in there but quickly concentrated on the matter at hand.

He looked around from the centre, did a three hundred and sixty head turn, then found what he was looking for, this was shown from his enlightened expression. He went close to the container. Unluckily they were right next to the door.

Crap, he is coming here, we have to fight him.

He nodded to his partner, he understood and nodded twice, for reassurance. He pounced with quick speed, but he was not going for the container, but what was next to it. The detective saw it, clear as day. He was just grabbing a wrench.

Fortunately, the other guy was still hiding as his body was still seen. The detective rushed back to his hiding space before he noticed. The others saw it, and everything was quick, like ten seconds, but for the detective, it was like his mind was going super fast.

The man glanced that way, and shrugged his shoulders, he said aloud, which startled both hiding closer to him," must be my imagination." Then he left, and closed the door behind him.