Taeyong watched from a distance as men walked in and out of the building, all wearing the same black clothing. "There's four entrances to the building, make sure to enter from two sides first so that the other two become free to enter from" he speaks, pressing onto his earpiece. He glances at Doyoung that came to stand beside him. "I finally get to see her today!!" He exclaims, pulling the older one into a hug. Doyoung chuckles.
The sound of someone clearing his throat makes Taeyong step back, looking away from the one that walked upto the two as if nothing had happened. "You seem very excited..." Jongin speaks. "Oh shut up! As if you didn't almost hit the car out of excitement that you're getting to see your sis-" Jongin slapped a hand over his teammate, Sehun's mouth, muffling the rest of his words.
Taeyong crosses his arms over his chest, turning back to look at the building while his back faced Jongin. "Should we go?" He asks, glancing once at Jongin that came to stand beside him. "If you want to die yes" he replies. "let's wait till everyone else comes and go in at once, we don't know how strong they are" Doyoung says. the two nod.
The two groups went in directly, following Taeyong's and Suho's orders. Taking down the guards outside, they split up, entering from two doors while the rest waited at the other two. Bullets were being shot everywhere, guards from both sides droppig onto the floor rapidly. Taeyong nods at Jongin once, following him up the stairs that were filled with more guards rushing down.
"Jaemin and Xiaojun have been shot" the two hear one of their guards speak through the earpiece. A guard sprinted towards Taeyong, making his back hit harshly against the wall. He groans, hitting the back of his gun against the guard and watching as he slowly fell onto the floor. "Taeyong..." Jongin mumbles, struggling to breathe under a guards tight grip around his neck.
Taeyong aims his gun at the guard, pulling the trigger. He walks closer to the body that lifelessly fell on the ground, pushing him away while standing in front of Jongin to shoot the rest of the guards. "Take Jaemin and Xiaojun out" he says, pressing onto his earpiece while continuosly shooting the men. "More backup coming upstairs" Doyoung says. Barely seconds later, Doyoung rushes up the stairs while leading a group of guards, shooting at those aiming their guns at Taeyong and Jongin.
Soon the stairs were cleared, with only men lifelessly laying on the floor. Taeyong walks forward, glancing at both sides of the hallway where men hurriedly rushed in the direction of the stairs. "They're coming this way" he says, glancing at his guards that all held their guns pointed from behind him.
His gaze lands on the man that walked besides the guards while loading his gun with bullets. From the research the group had conducted before arriving at the building, Taeyong could tell the rest beside him were his teammates along with their leader that he had met previously. Taeyong tightens his grip on his gun, stepping forward so that he was now the target. "What are you doing?!" Jongin exclaims, holding his gun in front of him, while he glanced from between Taeyong and the group walking towards him with their own guns held out. "are you insane?!" Doyoung yells in a whisper.
The group stops, signalling the guards beside them to stop walking as well. Taeyong takes slow steps forward, his gaze stuck on one particular person. Just when he stood inches away from him, Taeyong grabbed his collar harshly, his body being pulled closer by the force. "San, You fucking backstabber" he grits out, watching as the other smirked. Taeyong pushes him down to the floor, hovering over him while he wrapped his fingers around San's neck. He brings his gun up, aiming it directly at his chest when he feels the cold metal of a gun being placed on his own forehead.
Hearing a few gasps behind him, Taeyong slowly looks up, the gun in his hand falling to the ground when he made eye contact with the man Infront of him that held the gun pointed at Taeyong's forehead. Before Taeyong could say anything, San pushes him down, holding him the same way Taeyong did. He tightens his grip around Taeyong's neck, laughing as he visibly struggled to breathe, wrapping his fingers around San's hand.
