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Date Posted: 22:17:46 03/29/08 Sat
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-8-130.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.8.130
Subject: Chapter 157(V)
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons ... continued ..." on 07:29:54 02/23/08 Sat

Chapter 157(V)


Michael returned to the SUV and opened the bag that Walter had given him. Inside there was a mini compact missile made to make an impact but not too high on the destruction level. He took it out, set it up and aimed it at the cabin. The missile would detonate but cause minimal damage but enough to force the two men out into the open when caught unawares. Michael quickly set up the small projectile on a launcher and readied it for launch. Keying in a sequence of numbers, the missile lit up and finally burst free. Once the rocket was launched, Michael watched it advance through the trees to its target. The sound of an explosion as the projectile detonated reverberated in the stillness while the sound of shocked voces could be heard coming from the cabin.

Scrutinizing the area, Michael leaned against a tree he took cover with his gun at the ready, watching for the two kidnappers to come out of the cabin. As he waited he studied the area while his Section instincts alerted him to a possible problem. Everything seemed a little too quiet. The voices inside the cabin had ceased and the two men had not yet emerged, however the cabin door eventually flew open and they soon came rushing out onto the porch in a state of shock. As Jason Smythe and Simon Leung appeared Michael aimed his gun, firing a shot over their heads.

The two men ducked behind the cover of Jason’s 4-wheel drive and hid behind the vehicle to get out of the open where they were vulnerable. Simon took aim too firing his pistol in the direction of the gun fire. However, there was no sign of Michael as he had moved to another position where he watched as the two young men came to grips with the fact that they were not alone. Jason began to panic and made to get up to run into the woods but Simon held him back. Grabbing him, he placed a hand over the terrified man’s mouth, quieting him.

“Shhh. Jason ... listen to me. We don't have very much time. I'm going to need your help. We need to get out of here.”

Jason realized that Simon was trying to help him overcome his fear and he immediately calmed down. “But how?” he answered nervously looking around for the assassin.

“We’ll make a dash for my jeep and make our getaway.” He pointed to where he had parked his jeep.

“Are you sure that will work? What if he fires again?”

”You go first then and I’ll cover you ... Start up the jeep and I’ll catch up. Okay?”

“O-kay,” he nervously replied.

Michael quietly observed everything that was happening, then slipped out of sight to a better vantage point. He fired another round of bullets. He watched as one man, then the other ran towards the other vehicle. Michael moved into position. He let both men get in as Jason revved up the motor and backed the jeep back onto the dirt road. However, just as they were about to speed off down the road they saw a man step out on to the track ahead of them. Jason immediately tried to run him down, but before he could hit him, Michael shot out the front left tyre. The jeep careened off the road and into a tree as the driver lost control and tried to steady the jeep. The impact stalled the car. The jeep was now firmly lodged against the tree. Panicking, Jason tried to restart the engine, but it wouldn’t turn over. Steam began to pour out of the broken radiator. He revved the engine but merely flooded the carburettor while the tyres spun above the ground.

Michael closed in and aimed his gun at the two of them. “Get out of the car!”

Simon and Jason both looked at the menacing man who had a weapon pointed at them and nervously got out of the jeep. Michael immediately aimed his gun again but as Simon moved over to Jason’s side he suddenly grabbed him as a hostage holding his gun up to his head. With the jeep to protect his back and using his friend as a human shield he threatened, “Drop the gun! ... Drop it! ... Drop it, man! I’ll kill him ... if you don’t let me go.”

“Kill him. I don't bargain,” was the steely reply.

Taken a back Simon asked, “Who are you?”

Michael fired a shot over his head before Simon knew what was happening. “You’re worst nightmare.”

This action caught him unawares. They both ducked. Frightened, Jason thought that if Simon became irrational and fired back he could be in the firing line. They stood at an impasse for a minute. Simon scrutinized the man in black and realised he could not underestimate him. The man had fired a rocket launcher at the cabin which had narrowly missed the two of them before detonating. More than likely he had other weapons too. Weighing up his options he finally held his gun out with his fingers and dropped it on the ground realizing the only way to kill this mystery man would endanger his friend. Jason closed his eyes in relief.

With his gun still drawn, Michael approached the two men and placed his gun to Simon’s head. “You're going to tell me where Nikita Wirth is.”

“Who?”

“The woman you kidnapped ... the one you roughed up. Where is she?”

“Don’t know ... don’t care.”

“There are ways to make you talk.” At that, the gun moved from Simon’s head. Looking him in the eye Michael proceeded to calmly shoot him in the foot.

A large gasp erupted from Simon’s lips. He flinched in pain but he answered Michael with bravado. “I haven't seen her for a while.”

“Well, neither have I. That's ... the problem.” Michael was menacing in his perusal of the target. He moved the gun and took aim at Simon’s knee. “Now ... I can work my way up until you feel that you wish to cooperate with me.”

Another shot rang out and Simon grabbed his knee but Michael had merely taunted with him this time. Bending over in pain he warningly intonated, “Go to hell.”

Ignoring his retort Michael turned to look at Jason, and gave him an intimidating look. “You shot Nikita ... Where is she?”

Realising that this imposing man was extremely threatening he swallowed before answering, “It ... it was an accident man ... I didn’t mean to do it.”

Without warning Michael took retribution. Unsympathetically and with a cold look in his eye, he shot Jason in the leg. He screamed loudly and crouched down clutching at his leg which was bleeding profusely. He cowered in fright.

Coming up to stand over the two quivering men Michael stated menacingly. “I can do this two ways ... kill you first or kill you later ... Either way you’ll be dead. I will find out ... now where is Nikita being held?”

“Simon, just tell him what he wants to know.” Jason pleaded with him.

“Why should I?”

“She’s ....”

Even though Michael still had his gun trained on him, Simon censured his friend. “Shut up Jason ... he’s only messing with our minds.” Then, with bravado he turned to Michael, “Like we care about any of this.”

“I’m sorry, are you bored?” he replied disdainfully, the cold chill of his voice piercing through their brain with intent.

Yet Simon Leung refused to cower in the face of adversary and stood his ground.

“Yeah. We’ve already told you we don't know anything.”

Suddenly Michael’s hand whipped out and he snapped him in the throat. Caught off guard Simon doubled over gasping and choking. The pain was horrendous. Struggling for breath, he could barely breathe as he tried to gasp air back into his lungs. His throat was constricted and he nearly choked on his own bile.

“When you’re ready … I’m waiting.”

Showing defiance in the face of adversity Simon merely stared at the mystery man refusing to give one iota, and then laughing replied flippantly, “Hey I remember now ... they took her to Hong Kong Disneyland.”

Michael walked over to him. Simon’s eyes followed every move he made and watched as he chambered another bullet into his gun. Wondering if his time was up, he briefly closed his eyes. The mystery man’s recent actions had given him no idea which way he would go. Michael aimed the gun at Simon.

“Now listen carefully. The choice is yours whether you live or die.”

Trying to negotiate his way out of this sticky situation Simon was patronizing in his reply. “Oooh. I’m afraid. If you kill us there will be no one to tell you where your woman is. Allow us to leave and I'll promise you that no harm will come to her. It's in your hands.”

Michael saw a supercilious smirk cross over the Chinese man’s face as Simon Leung raised his head to look at him. He was a typical recruit for the Rising Dragons … arrogant, proud, belligerent and not afraid to die. Catching a deft movement by the Chinese man Michael caught a glimpse of a small gun Simon had secretively removed from a concealed place on his body. He pointed the gun at Michael ... but he was not quick enough in taking aim for before Simon could gain leverage Michael shot him in self defence.

Jason Smythe watched in fear as the body of his friend slumped down onto the ground as the cold assassin stood his ground.

“I want the location of Nikita Wirth ... and I want it now.”

Petrified that he would meet the same demise as his friend, Jason was shaking in his boots and decided the best course of action was to tell all that he knew. “Yes … yes … I’ll tell you everything I know.”


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