Chapter 665 - Under Arrest (1/2)
Dex followed his partner's vehicle to a private airstrip just outside of the city. A private jet awaited her arrival and was airborne within a few minutes of Quicksilver boarding.
Without being asked, Syntax brought the navigation platform to Yuli's compound in Abu Dhabi.
Dex's arrival in v-Abu Dhabi was accompanied by four PIPs appearing on his HUD simultaneously, along with the audio feeds of the Bottom Feeders. ”I'm here! The bank heist is done. What did I miss?”
”TAKING FIRE!” A voice screamed in panic as a camouflaged team member dodged behind a retaining wall just before the location was peppered with rounds from a pursuing spider drone. The figure emerged a moment later, running toward the main building. Unfortunately, a dragon drone had the area locked down. A blinding flash of light lit up the dark compound while debris and bodies were blasted into the air.
Dex stayed on the platform but slipped on his goggle to improve visual coverage. Quickly he counted the bodies he could see. ”Looks like three of the strike team are down.”
A second team of three exited the main building, obviously retreating from the firepower of Yuli's security.
”Watch the dragon drones! Who was supposed to deactivate them?” The speaker pointed his drum-fed shotgun at the grenade-launching drone and blasted away.
Dex kept his distance since the area was most likely being monitored virtually. ”That's a Fostech Origin, holds 30 shotgun rounds.”
A handful of blasts later led to the dragon drone exploding in a glorious display of fireworks. But, unfortunately, the explosion ignited the drone's remaining 40mm grenades and completely enveloped the shooter and his team in its fiery inferno.
”Damn... Would that be considered friendly fire? Or involuntary suicide?” Dex pondered the question while he watched the drones clean up the last surviving strike team members.
Less than a half-hour later, their target emerged from inside the building. Emergency lighting lit up the entire courtyard as the international fugitive inspected the damage.
”Who the fuck is coming at me?” The woman spoke with a thick french accent. She was shadowed on either side by kevlar-armored guards who were equipped with riot helmets.
One of her shadows kicked over a nearby corpse that was missing a limb and had a fist-sized hole through the chest. The guard removed the mask to show the terror-filled eyes of a corpse that has seen death coming. ”There's a badge.”
”What's it say?” Yuli moved toward the body. ”Pretty girl,” she commented while her guard removed the ID. ”What does it say?”
The guard paused for a moment before looking up. ”Kim Possible, Super Secret Agent.”
A chuckle issued forth from beneath a pile of rubble. ”Damn it. I should have used that one.” A moment later, an arm pushed through as a one-legged female struggled to her feet. The sounds of clicking weapons could be heard from both guards. Thumper's dark eyes flashed at Yuli's guards. ”Give it a rest. I'm already dead.”
An instant later, Yuli and her guards vanished from the compound.
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”Open it.” A voice commanded, sending two subordinates to pull open the jumper pod's lid.
A confused woman blinked at the bright light shining on her face. Her brown hair hung in her eyes as she continued to try and reason out her situation.
”Yulime Garrote, I am Inspector Travino. On behalf of Interpol, working in conjunction with the United States Secret Service, I place you under arrest. Welcome to International Air Space.”
Yuli stared at the older man who was addressing her. The panic in her eyes was immediately apparent. She looked at her custom-made jumper pod as someone zip-tied her thumbs together. A portable battery had been attached to her capsule. ”I logged out... I LOGGED OUT!”
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Stiletto's pale lips were curved in a wide smile. ”She said I was pretty.”
”You are,” Dex agreed. When he initially arrived at the compound, he discovered that the Bottom Feeders were using v-Earth's ability to update in real-time as a way to alter their mission. ”What really happened?”
”Cakewalk.” Gadget was inspecting one of the downed dragon drones while the rest of the group stood in a small circle. ”We shut down their drones, deactivated their air defense system, and nullified their guard detail.”
Mongoose shook his head in amazement. On the surface, the Yuli compound looked like a tough nut to crack, but it had ruptured like a dropped egg. ”We secured the electronic lock on their armory. Changed the fingerprint scanner on their personal weapons and locked everyone in their rooms.”
Gadget stood up from the drone he was examining and faced Dextron. ”We guided the strike team directly to Yulime's room; within two minutes, they were loading her jump pod onto their airlift.”
Mongoose nodded in agreement. ”That strike team was pros; the entire OP was fucking smooth. Although, I will say, her breakout software is better than mine.”