The Discotheque

"We need to raid Aisel Hasel Goon nightlife spots."

"I delegate this task to Lord Ignacius and for rest we must follow the lead on Busan Courthouse case files."

"How about Eastern European war criminal Polov Dune?"

"I think he lost his religion. We clear his rat den once it comes to it."

When his team left for the Southern shores of the Korean Peninsula our Lord Ignacius set his planning in motion. He planned to complete his task for the morning briefing.

He chose a warehouse type venue in an abandoned industrial neighborhood to extract information the Live Wire team were investigating. With many houses made of caravan parks because of redevelopment planning it was a remote destination for cheap underworld entertainment park.

Ignacius made his way to start his dance under the disco ball. He said to himself.

"Good God gave me everything I want now I give everything to you."

He was looking to murder Eastern European War Criminal, Polov Dune.

The area was known for high crime rate and narcotics trade but his unknown attraction theme was tourists visiting his Discotheque.

Polov Dune was contemplating human trafficking within venue because it was his perfect hub to set traps to poor and vurnable he could pray on.

Ignacius passed the entrance pass to a Romanian drinking outside. He was able to see a woman sharing two men around the corner.

"A gypsies theme park? I am ashamed to know I am European. I have my resolve right now. I need to fix it."

The gypsies community was a perfect cover for Polov Dune to plan his crime syndicate works and station his work in Korea, he could obtain further market value.

Ignacius takes one step in his black suit wearing white collar shirt with the collar wide open and he is standing under a disco ball beneath the glass floor.

He is holding his grip for a colt handgun.

"Good God gave me everything I can give back to you." He shouts before he opens a calculated gunfire.

Outside travellers drunk community emotions were running high. They felt they must dispute their questions in fist fight.

One girl shouted for them to start and surrounded in the truck bay they began to fight.

"Start!" She shouted jumping up, raising her hand signal to start a street fight.

She was a Romanian woman who had a great passionate moment around the corner while Ignacius was entering the venue.

When everyone was running outside from gunfire to save their lives they were attacked by a drunk gypsies community because they thought they were being attacked by night goers.

They started swaying cars side to side.

Ignacius made his way to the top floor killing a couple security guards on his way up the stairways.

He learned paperwork they were seeking about human traffickers accounts and shipment dates were hidden in prestigious central Seoul offices. He held his documents.

He fired the final shot to accountants face before he left to report the situation in a phone call to Captain Mage.

The whole chaos of mass street fight breaking everything apart and setting their own caravans park on fire was devastating look to Ignacius eyes.

"Good God. They now set their own homes on fire after sharing their own family around these corners?" He spit on floor and left home before he was able to see more of carnage taking place after his mission.

***

It was an international case management document revealing their objective from the north was held in Busan pre-court detention center for trial for minor offences. The file Ignacius scouted over an internal network they found in public office papers in the Circulative Archives Department captured their attention.

It was not known to our four heroes that it was a trap Asel Hasel Goon had set up for them with Water Sots.

It was believed in Goon's information they were attempting to rescue a local drug baron with connections to the north to deal further damage to his cartel foundation.

Mage and his team felt for the diversion and were making an action plan to advance fast operation with set points to be completed before they will be able to return the hostage back to the north side of the Korean Peninsula.

It was early morning for Simon driving along Busan coast listening to local radio as he believed it was a local reporter briefing about a court case in Busan Courthouse.

"I am well on Live Wire."

"How are Wildflower and Torpedo?"

"I am set in location."

"The coast is clear and we should hit the target on set point."

The crowd outside the house of law was overcrowded with reporters and a police escorted armored vehicle was shielded with police protection to avoid hostility before retrial of the northern drug baron was complete.

Several death threats were reported when he was held in prison and local law enforcement took no chances neither to have him harmed nor seek aid for his escape.

But when they started walking away from the armored truck, police kept the line shielded away from cameras and curious passersby to the stairs in Busan's Court.

The 20 tons garbage truck with front fork lift drove in through closed off gates straight through the carpark crashing across prison armored transport driving further before it started making a turn.

The sudden panic started making a scene and police officers took hold of the inmate to carry him in before the unknown assailant turned around.

They made a run holding him on his feet and arms apart luckily enough to avoid escaping garbage truck plowing through tilted prison transport further pushing it out the way causing a scene of fear and confusion.

The full gear officers took in our inmate without waiting for him to stand up and they continued rushing him to the holding cell.

"It was a lucky escape or we would have had further casualties today."

Their radio was cracking with messages asking for reinforcements and briefing further about the situation.

The court alarm siren was on and court officers were asking journalists to walk inside the court building.

When they reached the holding cell and the officer was looking for keys to handcuffs and to cell doors, the inmate suddenly started to panic and was expressing heavy stress.

He was resisting to comply with an officer's attempt to calm him down, and he was making desperate attempts to bite and kick until blade pierces under helmet and out, dropping the officer to the floor.

Another officer was stabbed in the back of his neck kneeling before a lifeless officer's body to watch a silent drug baron holding on to his mouth with his eyes wide open.

Sakura did not waste much time to spray a drug across the drug baron's face within three seconds of him losing his consciousness.

Simon once finished checking officers pulse he stepped back to their objective to aid Sakura in escorting him out the building.

"Wait! I have their keys to the cell and his cuffs. We must throw those two officers in his holding cell to find more time until they notice in this chaos one is missing."

Simon passes the keys to the doors when he takes off the cuffs and covers his shoulders with a police jacket.

They continue rushing out asking to make way for an injured court officer escorting him to an ambulance waiting outside the building where Mage parked five minutes before garbage truck drove into the scene.

Mage is waiting outside ambulances van door's in first aid uniform waving them in when vehicle's sirens are on.

"Quicker guys, I want a drink out of this hell."

He sets keys in the ignition and starts driving away with Sakura and Ignacius checking vitals of the hostage they are attending in the patient's trolley.

But they came to realize in a hurry that the man they just took out of jail was too old to be the kid from the north their objective was set.

When the garbage truck plows them off the road, twisting the ambulance over three times, it mixes inside the emergency vehicle filled with shattered glass and medical equipment.

Mage was still holding heavy on his wheel watching his world turning upside down three times for him harder to see forward and feeling the blood dripping from his chin.

Slots jumped outside his garbage truck with two other men holding body bags to conceal the bodies they were about to take back in their truck cabin.

Sakura was attempting to stand up barely regaining consciousness pushing her arms up under a trapped trolley watching Simon's hands tangled in debris of shelves and his chest heavily pulsing.

Their passenger they took in rescue operation had fallen outside out the back doors and was not making any vital signs of life.

They boot kick her face to lose her vision.

A Grey Busan truck was parked across the road when Slots was closing the last body bag and was pointing to his assistant to reverse the truck.

Bibi Bit turned around when he was unable to receive any transmission from our Mage, and was able to see smoke coming out below the hill.

He turned gear in fourth transmission with a heavy feeling in his heart it was not right and a road accident did appear to falter their mission.

Third, turning off the hilltop he understood it was another garbage truck who just drove in his Litland Group attempting to escape and they are about to have them taken in for hostages.

His foot pressing deeper in the gas pedal he smashed out his way in the middle of the road parked truck turning his wheels sides. His foot gently holding the brake pedal twisted his truck backwards causing mountains of dust spraying over the road side.

He stepped out his truck and pulled out a telescope behind his belt in one swing extending it as he walked towards them.

The guy rushed towards the missed jab to Bibi Bit's face, getting his guts hit so hard he thought his inside was turned to a mash.

When Bit straightened his shoulder stance below he continued walking further to face Slots clenching his fists and with his finger gesture inviting a step closer.

Bibi Bit waved first false attempt to sway his combat stick, confusing Water Slots he missed and letting his guard have a bone breaking smash in his face shattering his jaw and eye socket along his jawline to his ear.

Bit stepped on his face with a light kick asking him who sent those fools to cause the incident.

"You are a dead man."

"I can see we are talking in a common tongue. Let's have a drink in a more comfortable place to tongue crap down further?"

He carries his gang of their bodies' bags in his garbage truck and straps Slots back in his body bag for further investigation.

It came time for our Mage to open his eyes to see Slots chained in chair sitting opposite the basement.

"Who could believe our countryman would pay us a visit? I am sure nobody would miss him. Ten times in a row changed identity with his criminal career, started robbing banks and now is a contract killer."

Simon walks closer to him with an 8 inch blade brushing the blank end along the captives face. He would prefer not to have hold of him because he was a high caliber killer chained in his basement but he knew from his active duty in the police force it was one in a lifetime opportunity to learn about him.

He takes off his tape on his lips and swings in the face handlebar of his blade removing two teeth splattering thick blood off his lips.

"Maybe you would be so kind enough to start a conversation with us, mister wanted criminal?"

"Who is talking? I am sure you are now most wanted in Korea."

"I am sure our Littland Jon Gi Sigis has far greater plans for you than us. Ya."

"Who the fock is this Jon Gi Sigis?"

Simon kicks ribs letting gasps of air from Slots lungs and explains to him Jon Gi Sigis is his uncle continuing interrogation further learning about the villain in his eyes.

"I cannot take people like you who make their living from killing for any price tag you Booble in internet. I would prefer to have your throat open now but we are waiting for our Jon Gi Sigis decision."

He pulls him across corridor in a cleaning locker room and turns lights off behind him closing the doors.

When his teammates feel awake enough to sit together and have further discussion about the epic failure of Aisel Hasel Goon's plan and their foolishness in the assault mission, they come to a conclusion.

They will operate War Theater, setting Aisel Hasel Goon their main objective because they will be wasting time if they seek any other outcome.

A while later in Holiday Jeju Resort SPA southern coast facility for VIP visitors on a sightseeing hill was parked Tamagochi Tools service van.

"Das it kontrollier."

"Copy you Torpedo."

"The streets are entering the SPA building."

"The streets do copy."

"Ya."

"Ahh."

The time a man was swimming breast strokes indoors pool but did he know our heroes were watching him.

He was exhausted from a recent case load in the National Prosecutors Office and decided to take time off in his favorite resort. When his mobile receives a call.

"Yes. I am off the case. You can call me in a week's time when I am back in the office."

"No. I am not available for disclosure to conclude the argument."

He hangs up and walks in the sauna room then takes a hot shower thinking he could use a steam room tomorrow.

He was standing in a changing room after a hot shower rubbing his hair off with a towel.

"Son will you pass me another clean towel from a rack behind you."

"You are a little young for exclusive members resort?"

"I am not your son, dear grandpa."

Ignacius is gently drawing out his round shaped blade from his neck whipping off the towel he offered him.

He took a towel and concealed his weapon to stab him through his throat and artery wounding him fatally.

He drops a blood covered towel over his face and takes him in a shower cabin letting stream of water on closing the doors behind him.

Ignacius changes to his gym clothes from swimming trunks and walking out the main entrance makes a phone call.

"Done done."

"Roger that the streets."

When all was done and said our four heroes were sketched and posted in the most wanted list.

The news was raising inland security concerns for four missing suspects to the highest police alert.

The time was when our Mage was browsing an internal information site seeing him lookalike and his teammates circulating the web he called his friends.

"Guys, I think we have our sketches."

Simon walks up to see his bald head and ruthless eyebrows sketched in lookalike manner, making him rub his bald head.

"I cannot believe I would turn into a celebrity overnight."

"Well what they say from pain to stars."

When Mage makes the comment he walks away planning to meet Ignacius in the meeting point and continue planning the route to find their Aisel Hasel Goon.

Simon follows behind him and makes a comment to adjust their war council planning.

"We should never again break our diamond formation in our unit!"

"Roger that."

***

But the day before they had a false lead in Jeju resort, Water Slots was meeting Aisel Hasel Goon and his prosecutor.

"I think Polov Dune would join us?"

"You know Polish Aubergine?"

Water Slots sits down and starts laughing.

"You have an interesting man of law on your side. He called my boss, therefore I came instead to resolve your problems for you because it was long before I had a great day relaxing in a spa."