Rough starts
Who would have thought breaking in would be easy
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The air was crisp, the sun just settling down over the hills basking the land in its golden warmth below, the facility, which was a satellite controle station, sat in this vally, Search lights flickering on watching behind the walls, guards moving like clockworks, all to keep an eye out for unwanted guests
moving low, steps light, staying to the shadows, he counted timings of the guards silently, before climbing upwards into a les guarded utility vent.
He breathed out, silently moving, watching through some of the grates as soldiers moves below him
He wasnt here for them, so he continued through the vent
He landed silently into the room, opening the door and slid into the server room, crouching down beside the server panel working silently, keeping an ear out for the next guard sweep
He breathed out steadily through the mask before taking the codes and closing up the server, he counted hearing the steps of boots
Before sliding out
"Now, where are you going?"
He stilled eyes flickering up to the officer
The masked man backed up slightly, watched as the man with black hair slowly draw his gun, he moved quicker kicking hard to the chest a grunt and the spy moved with the captains movement with the aggression a sharp punch to the face and he dropped with a mild thud
"Fuck." The mask man cursed, hoping no one heard the scuffle before grabbing the captains hat, and pistol hiding it in the server room, with the unconscious captain, before making his way back through the vents
He slid out, before bolting.
There was yells and sirens broke out, he ducked low trying to stay out the spot lights
A shot rung out and he hit the ground hard, the shock of the stun leaving him on the dirt, trying to crawl with what muscle control he had left, he was able to claw his way until a boot came down on his ankle stopping him, and another stun making the world go black.
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He inhaled sharp blinking hard as he came to, wincing at the ache in his jaw, likely from the stun shot that hit him, eyes falling on the captain he punched earlier, a nice bruises has forming around the captains eyes, likely from the broken nose, black hair slicked back apart from the odd strand, relaxed but his eyes focused now locked with there prisoner
"So, you going to talk?" The captain said with a head tilt
The spy leant back against his chair, arms bound behind him
"Come on, life would be a lot easier if you spoke." The captain spoke again
"Who said anything about life being easy?" The man responded with a head tilt of his own
"Okay...let's start this off easier...who ordered you to steal the data?"
"Steal what? Who?" The man smiled back
"Smart ass."
A gun from behind pressed under his jaw from behindÂ
"Callum flynagin." Said the Captain "who in Spectrum ordered you to Steal our codes?"
Callum grinned, a feral look in his eyes
"Well...ya ma?"
He got a slap for his smart ass response
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"How was he?" White looked over towards Captain Black who was glaring at the computer as he typed, nursing his broken nose with a ice pack and a half touched glass of whiskey "He figured out the guards timing, used the utility vents, which I've never seen a recruits do before. Got into server rooms, gave me a broken nose" He waves his free hand to his face "and when caught proceeds to be a smart ass. Where the hell did you find this punk?"
Colonel white, who was very amused with the situation that one of his captains finds himself in, gave a small hum, may as well put conrad out his misery
"We found him in the marines, top of his covert classes" White responded
Hearing an audible groan "of course he is"
White chuckled low "I feel like you two would get along just great, Conrad"
