Chapter 107: Chapter 23
3 days later...
People gathered on a runway. These people came from all parts of the world. Some came from Africa, some came from Australia, and many more.
These people are part of a notable mercenary group that got hired for this job of hijacking something and safely delivering the package.
They don't expect fierce resistance as long as they get the job done in a silent and systematic manner, avoiding unnecessary gunfight.
The whole mission is composed of three parts. The first part is the insertion of a team that will hijack the space plane. The second is the proper drop off of the package on the designated drop off point. Lastly, let some official formally take care of the transfer of the package away from the rightful owners.
Their gear is for battle. It has proper combat helmet with high tech auto targeting visors, microphone, thermal, and night vision capabilities. For the vest, they have a heavy combat vest capable of shrugging a .50 cal bullet in exchange for extreme pain and a chipped spot on the vest, and possibly some broken ribs if it hit the body.
For the weapon, they wield assault rifles and smgs certified and designed for no gravity combat by the world government itself.
The man that hired them are sitting at the stairs of the space plane they're about to board, smiling while drinking champagne.
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen. I see you all are doing fine today. So, are you ready for the final briefing?" the man approached the mercenary group while still holding a champagne glass on his left hand while his right hand is snaked on the waist of his assistant.
"Where's the portfolio?" a captain figure of the mercenary group walked in front and shook hands with the man whose just laughed lightly.
The captain has a bulky body with muscles and a beard. He looked like an absolute veteran just from his aura alone.
"No need for a portfolio, just listen to me." the man is clearly drunk as evident by his weird voice and difficulty to stand straight without support from his assistant.
"You should know that drinking before a mission is a bad thing even if you're our employer. We don't want baggage on the upcoming mission." criticized the captain as the man just nodded and ordered his assistant to get the medicine for drunk people.
"That's way better. Now, tell us everything regarding the mission that we don't know yet." said the captain, commanding his presumably good for nothing employer right at his face.
"Let's wait for my assistant to bring the medicine." the man waved as he clutched his temples, feeling dizzy all of a sudden. The captain immediately came to his support to prevent him from falling down.
The assistant can be seen walking while carrying a metal tray towards the position of the man and the captain.
The man reached for the tray but the captain prevented him as he might push the contents of the tray off.
"Sit down, let your assistant give you the medicine." the captain helpes his employer sit down on the asphalt ground as the other mercenary just looked at them with no expression.
"Here, take this." the captain took a capsule and forcefully shoved it down the throat of the man. He then followed it with the glass of water to push the capsule down properly and wash away the weird taste.
After a couple of coughs, and a glass full of water. The man finally csn think straight and his state of drunk is over.
"Thanks, sorry for my actions earlier." the man returned to his professional demeanor which made the captain satisfied.
"So can you brief us now?" asked the captain. He just wanted to end this whole mission and retire. This is because the mission is his biggest one yet.
If he completes this mission properly then he'll get at least three million in cash. He can peacefully retire and live with his wife and children somewhere on moon or possibly Mars.
The man clutched his head and waved for the group to follow him inside the space plane.
The team followed their employer up the staira of the space plane. They slowly ascended the stairs and finally managed to climb up on the repurposed space plane.
The mercenaries glided their eyes to closely observe their vehicle. Some had a weird expression, some disappointed, and some expressionless.
"You might be thinking why does this space plane look like it came from a plane graveyard. Well, you're not totally wrong if you thought that it came from a plane graveyard. However, what's important are the contents of this plane." said the man as he sat on a passenger seat that looked like your standard seat on economy class airplane.
"This space plane is completely autopilot. It's rigged with explosives to make the registration of it as a highly flammable gas mined from Jupiter logically believable. And this also has signal jammers to mask our escape." the man smiled with confidence as the mercenaries just shook their heads.
The captain then raised his hand for a question.
"How about armor? Does this thing have it? Or possibly anti missiles?"
"None of the fancy stuff. Everything this thing has are some anti lock-on missile flares, and powerful magnets between the hulls to pull the target spacecraft. In any way, you don't need to be afraid. I have someone who will help us in that flight." clarified and boasted the man as he snapped his fingers and the door suddenly closed.
His assistant just sat on the seat for the attendants and fastened her seatbelt. The other mercenaries did the same and braced for a bumpy ride.
The man right now has took off his amicable smile and aura earlier in exchange for something of a determination.
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A beautiful orange arc was seen from the runway. The plane steadily climbed the atmosphere as it evaded key detection posts in set of the government.
They're trying going to try and intercept an unescorted ship carrying the whole cache of the ancient alien technologies who will pass by the moon. The ship was disguised as a common passenger space plane directly en route to Earth after its flight to one of the mining platforms on Jupiter.
As for why it was unescorted, it apparently is a direct order from the Prime Minister. He did this to ensure the secrecy and prevent any fool trying to hijack it, or so he said. However, they did have an announced transportation of it a day later as some sort of diversionary tactic.
Hours later, they saw their target. It has the name of the company and different advertisements in the form of either paint or hologram on its hulls.
The shape of the plane is like that of the Boeing X-37 LOE space shuttle. Except it's longer, and has ads on the hulls instead of the NASA or the US flag.
It's literally undefended and looked like a piece of cake for everyone to snatch easily.
The man fixed his collar and went to the back part of the cabin. There, he changed to his battle suit. His assistant likewise changed to her battle suit.
Both of their battle suit are rather normal battle suits. It has high tech armor, helmet, and all the good stuff.
The man slowly walked to the cockpit to personally see the spaceplane and activate the powerful signal jammers and magnets on the plane.
"I know this is a trap, but everything is worth it. Finally, finally I will get to meet one of you face to face! My life will almost be fulfilled!" he smirked. But this smirk can't be seen as his face is covered with the helmet.
On the opposite ship, a slim man can be seen looking at his pocket watch. The pocket watch is made up of gold and it has a specialized carving of a skull on the cover.
"Someone's approaching us and we can't contact anyone! Sir! We need to detour!" shouted the pilot to the captain responsible of the whole operation.
"Keep going, we'll reach the nearest moon defense platform in half an hour. Full throttle!" he said in a low voice as his face was covered with an orange visor, making it hard for anyone to see his face.
"Y-yes sir." pilot can only resign as he continued to fly the space plane as usual.
Just then, a soldier entered the cockpit with a grave news.
"Captain, we need to-" his words were cut off as the captain moved in and punches him directly in the face. Crushing his visor in the process
The speed and strength displayed by the captain overwhelmed the pilot as he flew the plane with a fearful and shivering body.
"You're a traitor, the command already knew you sold the information regarding this flight path to some anonymous person. You'll pay for this!" said the captain with a matter of fact tone which confused the bloodied face of the man he just knocked down including the pilot.
"You, pilot this spacecraft as usual. We'll deal with the nuisance." said the captain as he left cockpit.
But just as he was about to leave, he remembered his pocket watch and returned to take it.
He then looked at the time once more and he just chuckled in his mind to calm it dowd and steel it for the upcoming encounter. His nerves are racking, he wanted to drink cold water to calm it down.
He then inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly before speaking.
"The time has come... "
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