As they exited the inner section, they made their way stealthily toward the 2nd section to regroup, all the while Izuku was trying to reach the rest of his team by Chakra transmitter.
There was no response from Tanuki. Izuku tried again, "Obake to Tanuki, please respond. Over."
Still, there was no response. Izuku's heart sank, fearing the worst. He tried to reach the rest of his team, but no one responded.
"Damn it," he muttered under his breath. "They must be jamming our transmissions. We'll have to make do without them for now."
With a heavy heart, Izuku and his team continued on, their eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of danger. They knew that the Uzumaki clan could be lurking around any corner, waiting to strike at any moment.
As they made their way through the bunker, Izuku couldn't help but think about his missing team members. He hoped that they were safe and alive, but he knew that the odds were against them.
He shook his head, trying to clear his mind of negative thoughts. He knew that he needed to stay focused if they were going to make it out of this alive.
As they reached the second section of the bunker, Izuku motioned for his team to listen to him. "We need to assess the situation and come up with a plan," he said, his voice low. "They could be waiting for us just around the corner."
The agents nodded, their expressions tense. They knew that their leader was right, and they needed to be careful if they were going to survive.
Izuku took a deep breath, his mind racing with strategies and plans. He knew that they were in a tough spot, but he was determined to find a way out of this.
As he prepared to make his move, he signed, 'Separate, Groupe of 2, Section 2, secure outside door, Objectif: Research'
They nodded then spread out, the only ones remaining in the corridor is Izuku, and another agent named Saru.
As they walked down the corridor without making a sound, they spotted a Red head alone, crouched down to a body of an CSA Operator.
As he approached stealthily, he signed to Saru to approach from the other angle if he failed to assassinate the red head.
Then, when Saru positioned himself, he decided to act and Leaped down without a sound then disposed of the Shinobi with a stab in the chest, he fell down with a thud.
He muttered "One down."
His teammate, Saru, jumped beside him and eyed the corps of his fellow comrade beside the Uzumaki.
Then Izuku muttered to him "Any friends around?"
Saru shook his head, "Looks clear."
Izuku nodded, "Control."
As Izuku, was inspecting the corps of the Uzumaki, he spotted and muttered "Isn't this a jamming device?
Saru peered over Izuku's shoulder and nodded. "It looks like it," he said, his voice low. "That would explain why we couldn't reach the rest of the squad."
Izuku nodded grimly, his mind racing with possibilities. "We need to disable this jamming device and get back in contact with the rest of the team," he said, his voice determined.
Saru nodded in agreement, and they both set to work dismantling the device. It was a tricky job, but they managed to disable it after a few tense moments.
Izuku immediately reached for his Chakra transmitter and spoke into it. "Obake to all agents, do you read me? Over."
There was a moment of static, but then a voice came through, crackling but clear. "This is Tanuki. We read you loud and clear."
Another crackling, "This is Washi, you reestablished the communication line?"
Izuku breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, we disabled the jamming device that was blocking our transmissions," he said, his voice steady. "We're currently in section 2 and we've taken out one Uzumaki so far. What's your status?"
There was a moment of silence before Washi responded. "Washi again. We're near the Outer Section, securing our way there for extraction," he said, his voice serious. "Washi to Tanuki, what's the situation."
"Tanuki to Washi, come in. We've encountered some trouble and we're currently holding up in our corridor with Neku in inner section 2." Tanuki's voice was heavy with exhaustion and worry.
"Obake here. What's the situation, Tanuki?" came the response over the comms.
"We were ambushed by a group of hostiles on our way to the other team that separated from us earlier. We managed to take a few of them out, but they were heavily armed and we had to fall back. We're currently holed up in our corridor and we need immedia-" Tanuki's words were cut off by the sound of static over the comms.
"Fuck, they placed another jamming device," muttered Izuku as they walked down the dark and narrow corridor.
Saru sighed in response, "If only they hadn't panicked and fucked up, we wouldn't have separated and needed to send in a search team."
Another operator spoke up. "Anyway, gentlemen, let's hurry up and regroup before our fans show up."
"Washi, is it all clear on your end?" the comms signal was still plagued by static.
Then, finally, there was a crackling voice over the comms. "Washi to Ob- read you, Do-receive signals from Tanuk-" like earlier, the signal got cut out abruptly.
"Obake to Washi, Obake to Washi," he repeated into the comms, trying to establish a connection. But there was no response.
...
"Obake to Washi!" He waited for a response, but he got nothing.
As he listened closely, he heard something familiar. It was the sound of something that is disrupting the signal.
At that, Izaku's expression turned wary. "Be careful, a jamming device is near us."
Saru nodded in agreement. "Okay, pick up the pace! They will start looking for us soon."
As Saru looked behind to make sure everyone was keeping up, he stopped abruptly. "Hey Obake, where is your kill?"
All members stopped dead in their tracks, eyeing each other with suspicion. Then they looked behind to see the sole dead operator on the floor with the Uzumaki dead body missing.
Saru felt a shiver run down his spine, and he hissed, "Sir! Where is the body of that prick?"
The group all started to get worked up, taking on their positions of combat as they prepared for a potential ambush.
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Bratva: Some things never change
FanfictionWar. War never changes. It transforms everything around it to its very core, yet its essence remains immutable. Humans have always been, and continue to be, a confrontational species, driven by hunger for power, greed, anger, or fear. Power corrupts...