Our Secret (A MingPha Story)

07. Reminiscence & Reality

Five years ago... 

"He's down!! I repeat!!! Purple is down!!!" 

Green screams into his earpiece, signalling Blue and White to proceed to Plan B. He glances towards his 11 o'clock, Black has already reloaded the sniping gun, ready for his cue. He gestures towards their target and nods. 

"All set. Systems blocked. We have five minutes. Ready for action." The voice of Blue responds. White is heard humming in the background, unlocking the missile charges. In a flash, an explosion blows up one of the cargo ships circling the border. 

Amidst the disruption, three figures run towards a guarded private yacht which is surrounded by different military ships and army jet skis. Their small builds make it easier for them to sneak in, hidden in hindsight. 

"Grey, cover me! Black, wait for Green's signal and blow 'em up! No failures." A five-foot-eight-inch figure flicks a blade towards the powerbox, shutting down the security bridges. He takes a pocket knife and puts it in between his pink juicy lips. He reaches behind and unclicks his favourite customized sword while his dagger leans against his right waist. 

Grey nods with a cheerful smile before switching to a sinister smirk, dashing towards the oncoming guards; he jumps into the air and wraps his thighs around two necks, snapping both in half. He looks back at his comrades. Black remains hidden in the dark, waiting for his time to shine. 

"Pink! Clear! Go!" He shouts, twisting another neck of a soldier. Pink swings forward, avoiding the dead bodies soaking in blood. He reaches a crosssection of three locked doors and throws a grenade whilst swinging onto the ceiling for cover. 

BOOM! 

A blast of a micro-explosion lights up the area as all three rooms open in flames. He approaches the first door and swipes at all the unconscious bodies laying on the ground with his sword. No survivors. He exits and reaches the second door, the room is empty except for army equipment. The third room shows the same. With no luck finding his target, Pink flares angrily and throws a larger grenade, wiping out all evidence. 

Grey enjoys his time slaughtering the enemies. Black has finally begun to move, sending five of the best military ships into bits and pieces. He jumps onto a jet ski and dislocates a thumb from the body. He needs a fingerprint to access the data. Riding the jetski also allows him to eliminate the small fries that are just too annoying to be around. He wants the big sharks, not these lil' fishes. 

"Why don't you join the fight? I can take it from here." An angelic voice breaks the silence in their underground hideout. "Green is reaching him soon. The moment that happens, we can retreat and call it a night." 

"Nah... I've done most of the work during the raids. Let the boys have this round. They're dying to breathe in the thrill. After this mission, are you leaving?" 

"Yeah... Just for a while." The angelic voice resumes the humming, bringing a soft but eerie atmosphere. 

"Promise me something." 

"What is it?"

"If I'm the one in danger the next time, you'll stay and not leave." 

"You'll be in danger?? That'll be funny." The humming turns to a soft train of giggles. The latter turns silent at the reaction. 

"Everyone gets a turn. You'll never know. I'm fine if we don't meet. But just stay so we'll know you're safe." 

"I promise. The time you're in danger, I'll not leave." 

"Thanks, White." The unannounced leader breaks a smile. Focusing back on the mission, Green reports back with the update of successfully infiltrating the base. He is reaching the second level of security. With successful calculations, he will succeed in exactly three minutes.