Genetic Children-Log 36- The Soldiers Embrace.
#34 of Genetic Children
Before the red cloud of the first guards head even dissipated Korm and Tacita began moving, they were making their way across the running track now. They had entered the track from the side road and, taking the risk, ran through the open track.
"Overwatch we are entering Suffren now." Korm and Tacita turned right out of Jean Rey and took the long straight row down towards the south end of Champ De Mars, on every side there was French police as usual, they wove in and out of doorways covering each other as they went. Avenue Suffren was clear down to Rue Desaix.
"Heavy French police down Saffren Overwatch turning onto Rue Desaix." Getting closer to their staging area Korm pulled out his Wilson pistol and Tacita flicked the clip off the top of her twin Hwandos.
"Good to Go Daddy." Niel had spent the last ten minutes casually splatting all the sentrys that werent in line of sight of each other. Now the tricky part was coming up.
Korm went first, Tacita had her left hand on his right shoulder and was keeping step with him as the entered De Mars. They went up the left side of Rue Desaix, hugging the square boxy trees, Korm suddenly stopped.
_"Overwatch." _
"I can see him."
Not 30 meters from Korm and Tacita a guard was leaning against one of the large rectangular buildings, they assumed was a tourist information stand. The man was smoking and swinging one of his legs back and forth. He was standing still and as far as they could tell, noone else was in range.
"Negative Overwatch. We have him."
"Standing down." Korm moved to the close side of the building and Tacita leapt silently onto the roof. She crept slowly to the edge and, peeking over the side she clicked her radio once.
Korm, crouched low, slid around the corner and looked up. He popped the guard straight through the jaw, one bullet from his Wilson ending the mans life. Before he could fall Tacita reached down and dragged him up on top of the building with her claws.
"Nice work Daddy." Niel continued to drift along their path with his rifle, from the top of the tower he could see a few more guard stations but as they got closer he slowly lost his line of sight, and, once they were under the tower he would be blind. That would be his cue to organise the exfiltration.
Tacita sprang down from the roof, joining Korm on level ground again. They moved quietly again in sync quickly but not rushing towards the bottom of the tower, their aim the small manhole cover in the center.
"WHAT IS THIS!?" Niel Was already awake, the black bag still covering his face head. His yelling awoke Korm as well.
"NIEL!" Niel and Korm were strapped into chairs, they both struggled until they realised it was futile.
Noone else in the room had made a noise yet. There were several big russian commandos standing at attention awaiting orders from their superior. As she walked in the room she spoke.
"Korm it's good to see you again.".
"Emu?" She grinned as Korm recognised her voice.
"Yes but not as you remember me." She instructed the closest commando to lift their bags. As the bags slowly drew off of their heads, Korm let out an involuntary gasp.
"Emu..." Korm was shocked, Emu was old.
"Emu." Niel said. "Yes Korm. It's a long story." She had no reason to explain herself to Niel.
"On the day I was taken I was shot in the chest. To you that was only a few days ago. But the people that saved me have access to technology you've never seen before. ARSENAL."
Korm's mind was reeling, he thought she was dead.
"Emu let us out so we can chat." Niel was beyond relaxed, it was like her knew all along.
"Niel I'll let you out when I'm ready."
"The Manhole cover is just up ahead, Overwatch organise the transpo." Korm and Tacita sprinted the last 40 meters, swiftly and silently. They both stopped running 5 meters out and caught their breath, they bent down on either side of the manhole and grabbing the small steel handles they lifted the cover. The cover moved slowly, scraping lightly on the concrete as it went. Once it was halfway off Tacita let it go and poked one of her Whisper pistols into the hole, Korm slid the cover completely off. The noise after the last silent 15 minutes was like dragging a boulder through a graveyard, they both flinched as he shoved it the last few inches.
"Proceeding inside." Tacita sprang down the ladder as Korm grasped the first rung.
Niel was looking over his map locating the best place for exfil, he traced the tunnels Korm and Tacita were in, running his finger along the river and poking the end point where, according to the plan, they would emerge with Layla. He picked up his modified phone and made a call to his supplier.
_"Hey." _
_"Yup, in Paris need a quick lift from..." He looked at the map again. _
_"From the corner of.. Branly and L'Alma." _
"Uh huh we are getting them back allright."
"Ok Thanks." Niel Hung up the phone, tucked it into his pocket and stepped away from the railing. He re-strapped the world war one rifle to his side and, with a short run-up, leapt off the tower and re popped his wingsuit gliding down towards one of the towers on the bridge near L'Alma.
_Meanwhile in the tunnel Tacita and Korm were frog hopping, going from one cover spot to the next as they proceeded stealthily. _
"Good thing this is the back way in." Korm said as they reached a T-junction.
Tacita slid along the left wall and Korm slid along the right. He was aiming just above her left shoulder and she was looking across aiming just above his right shoulder. They reached the junction at the same time. They cleared the tunnel and poked out. Korm saw two soldiers in the left turn of the tunnel and shot them both in the neck, before they could even begin to slump Tacita shot the two in the right turn.
They both side stepped across the tunnel halfway across they both took a 180 to look down their respective tunnels. They were standing back to back peering into the long, dimly lit concrete tunnels.
"Time to split." They both had their own jobs, they pressed their backs harder together for a moment in a soldiers embrace and then split.
Korm proceeded down the right hand tunnel towards the room they assumed was the control center so that he could open some of the doors for Tacita.
Tacita disappeared the other way, towards their daughter. Her tunnel curved a little blocking her view slightly as she proceeded, she ducked into an alcove in the sidewall.
"Les gardes jusqu'a dessus sont calmes." She could hear two men approaching. They were discussing the lack of information from the guards on the surface.
They reached level with the alcove, she pressed herself harder against the corner, the men stepped past her. They were dressed in dark navy blue, both men were wearing bullet proof vests. They had the standard Manhurin, a .357 magnum revolver of the GIGN. Both men had the revolvers, one man had a MP5 and the other man held a Remington 870.
Both men were no match for her.
She drew her two Hwangos swiftly and stepped out behind them. Both mens heads hit the ground as she decapitated them and flicked the blood from her swords onto the walls.
"Nam Layla...." For Layla she said, she flicked her swords a couple more times, cleaned the each blade on one mans pants and took a radio before proceeding.
_Korm had reached another turn in the corridor, the last run before he had access to the control room. He drew his Kabar, and crouching down he poked the tip around the corner right near the ground. He could see at least four men in the reflection, his heart sped up a little in anticipation of the fight. He put his Kabar away, but didn't clip the holster down in case he needed it, he pulled the clip out of his AGS-17 and popped one of the grenades out of the clip. He flipped the grenade rifle onto his back and drew his Wilson. _
In one hand he had a thermite filled grenade, in the other his trusty Wilson. Behind him empty tunnel, in front of him empty tunnel, to his left the control room and four guards.
He drew in a deep breath.
He raised his pistol.
He he threw the grenade into the guard space.
He stepped out from the wall.....