章節 4: Middle Aged Menace

After looking at the missions I decided the last one would be far less dangerous than the other two, after all, how could an old man be more dangerous than a gang leader or a trafficking ring no matter the size. If I'm guess correct then the system only supplies me with the necessities, I need to get the rest myself. I'll write a list:

Firstly, I need a flammable liquid to start the fire

Secondly, I need a way to cover my identity, I could go to a store and buy a coat along with a balaclava or mask of some sort.

Lastly, I need a plan.

That last one is tough, I haven't ever done something like this, I shuddered at the thought of having to kill the dude. Whatever, I will deal with the problem of killing the guy when the time comes, after all, I don't need to kill the guy.

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After some planning I think I have the perfect plan, I called it operation blue snake because it sounded cool. I looked at the store on google maps and it's not only closed on Sunday but it's got a perfect alley next to it, Firstly, I will walk by the store and look for any cameras, on my second pass I will head into the alley grab the mask, the items used for committing the deed, the jacket and, just in case I will bring my gun. I mapped out the perfect camping supply store to pick up everything I need

I checked my computer time and I still had time before the camping supply store I researched will close, I grabbed a hand full of 20 dollar bills from my birthday savings, my keys, and I head out the door.

On the way there I go over the plan in my mind, since tomorrow is Sunday my mom works night shifts so it has to be between when she leaves for work and when she gets back which shouldn't be an issue. The store I'm heading to is a camping supply which sells everything I need, the lighter fluid should be near the front by the grills and the balaclava/jackets should be in the clothing section, I should be able to get a decent good jacket with inner pockets "just in case."

Before I know it I look up and realize I was already at the store, I nervously paused in front of the door contemplating if I should just go home. I gathered my confidence and went in; I tried my hardest not to seem suspicious and grabbed all the things I needed and headed up to the cash register. Looking at anything but the cashier, I waited for her to scan all my items. "Your total is 71.49." I hand the lady four 20's and quickly leave the store with my bags.

Phew, that was so nerve-racking, I know they could have never known my intentions but I knew my intentions and it was freaking me out, glad I got out of there quickly. I checked my items once more and everything was in place, there was a skull balaclava, a large bottle of lighter fluid, and a cheap jacket with inside pockets, while examining the cheap beige softshell jacket with a high collar picking up the jacket I feel something large and hard pass over my fingers. I look down and sigh. She didn't take the security tag off.

I walk back and with another awkward exchange I finally have my stuff, I rush back home and store my stuff under the bed behind some boxes. I look over to the gun case on my desk and decide to inspect it. I never got the chance to hold a gun before, and I'm a bit freaked out about the whole idea. I unlock both the latches with a nice snap and open the box, I pull from it the most unassuming item first, the empty ammo box.

I notice the fully loaded magazine and get an idea and grab it, I imitated a guy I saw in a movie and try to push a bullet out of the 10 round steel magazine, after some fiddling and a fair amount of strength I manage to get a bullet out, on the bottom of the casing, there is a small engraving that says "9mm", I try to look for a headstamp but there isn't one. Speaking of which, there are no serial numbers on my pistol either. I take the bullet and place it in the ammo box, I don't know why I thought otherwise but it fits nicely. I take the bullet out of the box and attempt to return it to the magazine

After a bit of a struggle, I got the round back into the magazine and examined the handgun itself. So, this should be a SIG Sauer P320. Not really knowing what to look at I just look; out of the corner of my eye, I notice a piece of payer lying underneath where the gun was located. On the sheet of paper are instructions on field stripping and maintaining the weapon.

"Oh cool! I will keep this bad boy in great shape for sure"

After inspecting my starter gift, I place it back in the case and under the bed with the rest of the gear. As I am walking back towards my chair, I notice that in the place where the gun case was there was a somewhat large, sheathed combat knife laying there. I'm not surprised, after all, it did say it was a beginner gift. I grab the knife and unsheathe it. Inspecting it I notice it looks just like a combat knife would in the movies, I finish inspecting it and put it under the bed with the rest of my gear.

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I spent a lot of time thinking about the mission and pretty soon I was tired, I stared at the ceiling and casually drifted off to sleep. An hour later if I was awake, I would have noticed the figure opening and peeking into my room, she has a sad smile on her face, she whispers, "sorry for not being here for dinner, good night" and closes the door. Morning comes and I let my friends know I would be busy today, I didn't know what to tell them so I just said I was going to be studying, it was kind of stupid but I could pull it off if asked about it. I sit down on the edge of my bed and for once I have nothing to do so I just stare at the floor.

I sit there thinking about the possibility of having to kill someone and I begin to shake, just as I am trying to take my mind off of the thought my mother opens the door and says "Breakfast is ready" before turning around and walking off. I gather my thoughts and get up