"This is gonna suck isn't it?"
Grace Yacobs asked as she sat in the passenger seat of the civilian jeep.
"Oh yeah"
Michelle Greaves said in an equally nervous tone as she sat in the side street. "Gonna suck big time" she said as she listened to the chatter on their various radio channels. "That's them" she turned the key in the ignition as the approaching vehicles were passed from one observation team to the next. "Check your weapon" Michelle felt down onto her hip to where the
self silencing pistol was strapped, she next checked the knife was in her belt.
"That's her" Grace pointed to the approaching hatchback containing the Rokkenjiman agent on her way to the Rosarity Temple was. It was directly opposite the corporate office of the East Moreland Rifle Company and an Army recruitment office on the edge of a beautiful old Northfort street used by a whole host of upmarket companies and organisations. The car pulled into the car park and the agent exited, at the exact same time as Greaves gunned their car from the side street towards the EMRC building, as expected the car hit the bollards designed to stop the Borlanders driving a car into it, in much the same way they'd just tried. Screams filled the street as passers by began to run suspecting it was some kind of terrorist incident. The people of Northfort knew exactly how to act in such circumstances, they'd had enough of the Borland attacks over the last fifty years, but still people would panic, but that panic translated as getting out the way as soon as possible and as hoped the street began to empty. A rather stunned Grace and Michelle exited their damaged car and began firing the silenced pistols randomly towards the EMRC building, expecting to have been a target one day the company had a metal screen that could be dropped over their large glass ground floor windows and this as expected came crashing down.
"Army....drop it" a familiar voice to Greaves and Yacobs came from their right,
Sgt.Olly Thomas hurried out of the recruitment office his pistol levelled, armed soldiers in Moreland cities were not unusual and many key sections of the city would have a visible regular army prescence, he couldn't get a round off before Grace Yacobs put two rounds into his chest the blood soaking through his khaki green shirt.
"Shit! Medic"
Nightwitch Graham Upson yelled as he began returning fire towards Michelle Greaves who was levelling her pistol. The brunette was thrown backwards as a burst of fire from an MP5 took her out, sending her smooth white knife held in her hand flying and the pistol dropped. Next Graham dived behind a low wall as Grace Yacobs fired at him, she though hadn't spotted
Tom Saxby appear from the side of the recruitment office, and placing perfectly aimed rounds to the centre of her mass ending the threat. A helicopter could already be heard as well as sirens as the emergency services and Red Legions Rapid Deployment force moved in as planned. People where still running and screaming, the whole terrorist incident having took less than a minute to resolve. In the midst of the rather unusual spray and pray methods of the two female terrorists no one had heard the silenced rifle of
Alex Redfern from the Army Recruitment offices ground floor. The Rokkenjiman agent had taken cover behind her car and with one careful shot Alex ended her life as she peered over the bonnet, he then proceeded to pump rounds randomly into the Rosarity place of worship making care to hit the thick brickwork where he knew there would be no risk to those inside.
"Move up" Alex called into the radio as
Kelly Matthewson and
Amir Ram appeared in a military medical unit vehicle. The two Nightwitches, Saxby and Upson proceeded to scoop up the two dead terrorists, leaving the internally silenced pistols and smooth white knives where they had fallen, next they grabbed the fallen Sgt.Thomas giving him CPR as they carried him into the rear. The vehicles were designed for mass casualty evacuation and as soon as the scene was free of casualties the vehicle sped off towards Northfort Barracks where such casualties usually where taken for security reasons. Redfern surveyed the scene as more soldiers, police and ambulances arrived. "Scenes clear" Alex called out as he scanned the area with his side arm as though he himself had just arrived, teams spent the next few minutes checking the area before finding the dead Rokkenjiman.
"Shit, must have been hit in the crossfire" a police officer said grimly as he looked at the head shot and row of bullet holes in the nearby Temple wall. "What a shame" he added as he bent down and began removing items from her pocket looking for an ID. "Everyone OK inside?" he asked one of the attending soldiers who nodded that they were indeed all safe inside where a Morelander medic was making everyone strong cups of tea, it being a Rokkenjiman based faith and mainly populated by the ex-pat community it was naturally green tea. The police officer next inspected the two pistols, "They look weird" he added, calling Alex over, "You seen those before?" he asked and Alex shook his head, they weren't the type of pistol you'd generally find, a little too specialised. "Oh shit" the officer added as he made his next discovery, "These are those Bene Gesserit knives aren't they?" he picked one up from where a blood soaked piece of pavement marked where one of the two Bene Gesserit terrorists had fallen.
"Crystknife" Alex said the correct term as he looked at the object in the officers latex gloved hand. "There sacred weapon I believe" Alex knew but was happy to let the man confirm it from other sources. The police officer bagged the two knives and then looked in the car itself. "Holy crap" he exclaimed, the car was full of petrol cans the smell making him a little light headed. Rags where already put in the opening of some, clearly they'd planned on driving the car inside the EMRC building and then setting it on fire. Two rucksacks contained more ammunition, a few flashbangs, wigs, and some fresh clothing, clearly part of a get away plan. Alex excused himself and made his way to the Barracks telling the Police Officer he'd phone him about the bodies. Alex was waved straight onto the base, after all he was well known to everyone in the military and now being the King's brother in law it came in handy.
The secure wing of the barracks was staffed by those Red Legionnaires on their medical training rotation this week and as Alex greeted a few friends he spotted those from the shooting in a treatment room. "How's the deceased?" he asked as he entered.
"Pissed off" Olly Thomas said as he sat up, he was naked from the waist up, a large fresh bruise on the centre of his chest, "Barks put way too much fucking charge on those blood packs. Could have bloody killed me for real" the Red Legionnaire cursed as a nurse began bandaging a few cuts he'd taken from his fall.
"I rather enjoyed it" Grace said a she inspected a graze on her arm from where she'd hit the car as she'd "died". The operation had been an elaborate ruse to try and kill two birds with one stone, quiet literally, they'd got rid of one more rouge Rokkenjiman, her employers only able to admit she was an intelligence officer if they wished to further upset the Morelanders, meanwhile they'd seen a Bene Gesserit Truthsayer assault on East Moreland, which just so happened to have killed a Rokkenjiman citizen thanks to the custom rifle Alex had used, the calibre of the rounds fitting nothing used by the Morelanders who had responded to the incident, but just so happened to be the same calibre as the two confiscated Truthsayer pistols they'd taken from the bodies of those who had attacked the East Moreland nuclear waste convoy a few months earlier.
"The Police brought it?" Michelle asked, her blood splattered shirt was being cut off by Amir revealing the thin protective vest that had contained the blood packs and small explosives.
"Yeah" Alex's phone rang and he stepped outside to take it returning five minutes earlier, "Brigadier Kelly has just took over control of the incident, Police have briefed him saying it was a Truthsayer attack and that a letter claiming it was in revenge for our work with the Kaitaine government, I think ladies and gentleman today has been a good piece of work. Now, we go have a beer and drink to the brave Moreland soldiers who responded without a thought of their own safety." he raised an imaginary glass to Olly.
"Amen to that" the Sergeant swung his feet off the hospital bed, "Maybe someone can tell me over a pint how to get blood out my shirt" he smiled as he held up his now "bullet ridden" shirt with a finger poking through one of the holes.