Capítulo 3: CHAPTER - 3 { Creed vs Winter Soldier Part-1 }
Bang! Bang!
Creed quietly killed two more guards and threw their bodies in the water.
"16 out of 63, 47 more to go. Haah… Haah…"
He counted under his breath. Now other guards had started noticing the missing ones and were reporting to the in-charge.
But from the very first moment, Creed's objective wasn't to kill everyone in the port but to create a situation for his plans to proceed.
There were multiple cars parked near the edge of the port where the cargo ship was going to dock, one which was surely for Pete Vilski.
All he had to do was implant bombs below those cars and wait for him to get inside one.
That was also the reason why he only killed at the front part of the port so most guards would go there and give him enough time to plant the bombs.
Cranning craning his neck, he looked behind the containers. Fortunately the guards stationed there moved to cover for the front.
Sprinting his way, Creed came before the house behind which were the cars.
Putting the M4 aside, he held the two Glock-17 on both hands and stomped inside the house after destroying the light circuits.
"Fuck! These lights!"
"Bitch go check the switches."
The guards inside quarreled loudly in the darkness. Creed with his night vision, gunned at them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"The fuck!"
"Ahhh!"
It was like a cat, inside a rat nest. Complete massacre on one side.
"19 out of 63, haah! Haah! 44 left."
Creed stepped over the bodies and went towards the cars. The cargo port was very big, and guards were spread wide.
He has at least two minutes before someone comes to check the house.
"Huuh… huuh."
Opening his vest, he grabbed the bombs tied to his black suit and skillfully planted them underneath the cars one after another.
Well, he brought only four bombs and there were six cars so he pondered and excluded the first and last cars.
There was a 90% chance that Pete Vilski would not choose the first and last cars to get in for safety.
Since the bombs have been placed, all Creed had to do now was kill and reduce the number of guards slightly.
The cargo ship was also within his sight from the port. In a few minutes it would dock.
* * *
As the main cargo ship of Sea Way approached the docks, the gun fire in the port spread aloud and alerted Pete who was in the ship.
"What the hell is going on there? Why am I not informed?"
Pete angrily looked at his assistant and asked. The assistant paled in nervousness, he quickly explained that there was no notice from the port itself.
"Find out who it is. Now."
Pete said with a strict voice. The assistant immediately contacted the in-charge of security of the port and asked for the details.
"What did you say?"
The assistant, standing outside with his phone near his ear, asked. From the other side of the call, a middle aged man's voice sounded.
"There's a problem. It seems someone has hired a hitman to kill the boss. We are trying our best to get rid of the hitman but half my men are down."
"The hell! Half! Weren't there 60 of you? How did you lose half of them so quickly?"
The assistant was stunned and astounded by what the in-charge had said. He couldn't believe it at all.
The in-charge from the other end of the call took a deep breath and calmed himself.
"... And the hitman is alone."
After some time, he said with a bit of worry. The assistant opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
The in-charge then cut the call and headed to deal with Creed. The assistant, flabbergasted, came to Pete and informed him of all the happenings.
He expected Pete to start smashing him with fist and kicks but that didn't go as he thought it would, instead Pete stood there motionless.
"It's Fisk! I knew it! He must have hired the hitman to kill me after our deal was cancelled. Ahhh! Fuck. Damn Fisk, you dare try to get me killed. Hahah, unfortunately I now have the Winter Soldier. Once this hitman problem is solved, you just wait."
Pete muttered and showed an evil grin. The assistant remained quietly and waited for any further instructions.
"But who could this hitman be? He killed 30 fully armed and experienced guards in just a few minutes. Ex-army?"
Pete wondered. He then had a great idea to test the Winter Soldier before giving him the mission to eliminate Fisk.
"Go and tell the guards to hold on. I need to talk with the guardian."
"Yes, sir."
After the assistant left, Pete went towards the direction of the cargo hold and met with the guardian from Hydra responsible of keeping an eye on Winter Soldier.
* * *
Cargo Port.
Creed ran behind the containers and hid in the dark. Several footsteps rushed towards his direction clearly searching for him.
"Where the hell is he?"
"He must be there!"
After the guards went in another direction, Creed came out of hiding and held his M4 tightly.
He was found and hiding wasn't much help. All the guards in the port were looking for him to kill. They also used the container's crane lights to search in the dark places.
"The ship is just a minute away from the dock. I need to create more pressure and make sure Pete Vilski gets in the car."
Creed sprinted out and dashed towards the house where he killed three guards before. A huge light suddenly flashed on him and revealed his figure in the dark.
"That's him! There!"
The loud cry from one of the container's cranes resonated in the port, and was enough for all the guards to know where Creed was.
"Get him! He is only one while we are many!"
"Fucker killed tommy! I must rip him apart!"
"Nowhere to run bitch! Surrender!"
The guards hurried while loudly speaking. Their voices entered Creed's ears and helped him to pinpoint their exact position.
'One, two, three!'
"Hah!"
Creed gritted his teeth and locked his M4 muzzle at the locations where the guards were going to arrive.
DA! DA! DA! DA!
And when they did, he pulled the trigger and rained bullets at them. Though they wore bullet proof vests and some protective gear, they still couldn't escape from each bullet.
The three guards grunted in pain and screamed in pain as the bullets pierced through their eyes, neck, head and other exposed areas.
DA! DA! DA! DA!
As he gunned them down, he faced some fires as well from the guards who came from the other side. The small barricade saved him from bullets and gave enough time for him to jump back in the house.
"Need more man! All here!"
One of them was the in-charge, he ordered his men to circle the house, entrapping Creed inside.
Puuuu!
The cargo ship's horn brought some relief in the in-charge's mind. He didn't have to worry about the boss now.
"You, take some men with you and get the boss in the car. Take him away from here."
The in-charge pointed at one of his subordinates and told him to hurry.
"On it!"
The subordinate nodded in affirmation and signaled some of the guards to follow him to the cars. They took the cars and drove them to the dock to get Pete to safety.
Inside the house, Creed listened to all the voices he could and guessed their positions. He also heard the car engine roars, all according to his plan.
The three dead bodies and their AKs were still there so he could use them. Killing all the guards here was no problem, but doing it quickly while all of them had encircled him was tough.
First he needed to get out of the house and go behind them or it was near impossible to kill them all from the center.
"Break through one way out of the circle and kill them. Not the hardest thing I have done on a mission. I can do it."
Creed wiped his forehead and reloaded all his guns, checked the grenades and daggers. Once he prepared the arms and himself, he chose one direction in the circle to start.
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