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Besides the four of us, I have another ten other highly trained men to attack Chaerin.
I'm worried about Jennie, but I hope she'll make a run for it the moment we strike.
Everyone's wearing an earpiece and is heavily armed. Carson's taken position on the roof of a nearby apartment block from where he'll offer cover.
Damien will breach the front with a group of men, while Bambam and I will enter from the back of the property with the remaining four men.
It's judgment day, and I'm confident that I'll remain standing while Chaerin falls.
"Ready?" I ask.
'Ready,' Carson answers.
'In position,' Damien's voice comes over the earpiece.
"Time to hunt," I chuckle, then I give the order "Breach."
We scale the wall, and instantly rapid gunfire sounds from the front of the house, startling the men guarding the back. They spot us as we move in on them and open fire.
Lifting my sub-machine gun, I pull the trigger, and the weapon vibrates in my grip as one bullet after the other flies, riddling the guards' bodies.
As we push forward, moving in on the patio, one of the glass doors on the second floor opens, and Hugo Lamas steps out, opening fire on us. The fucker manages to take out two of my men before he darts back into the room.
Bambam and I split from the remaining two men, and I shout to them, "Breach through the patio. We're going for the second floor."
Bambam and I keep firing shots, moving fast to avoid being hit. When we near the back of the house, I sling the strap of my sub- machine across my shoulder and chest.
Running faster, I jump to the wall of the house, then use the momentum I've gained to push my body higher so I can grip hold of the balcony. Using all my strength, I yank my body up, and grabbing hold of the handrail, I swing myself onto the balcony. I quickly pull my Heckler & Koch from behind my back as Bambam lands next to me, and then we enter the room.
Just then, the sound of the helicopter's engine starting attracts my attention, and I dart back out onto the balcony. Glancing up to the side of the roof, I see the blades picking up speed.
"Fuck, Chaerin's making a run for it!"
Running back inside the room, Bambam and I are met with some of Chaerin's men as we burst into the hallway. It takes precious seconds to kill the men before we run up the stairs to where the exit to the roof hopefully is.
At the top of the stairs, I kick my way through the door. The downdraft from the helicopter taking off slams into me, ripping at my clothes, and as I lift my arm to aim at the aircraft, I say, "Carson, the helicopter can't leave."
'Got it,' his reply comes over the earpiece.
Surprise vibrates through me when I see Jennie run toward the helicopter as it lifts into the air. My heart stutters as she leaps into the air, grabbing hold of one of the landing skids. She swings wildly for a moment as the helicopter slants to the side, and then a bullet bounces off the steel body.
"Fuck, it's armored," I spit out, knowing that makes it almost impossible for us to take the helicopter down.
I take aim for the cockpit window as the helicopter turns, but then the side door slides open. As I move my aim, Jennie only hangs by her left hand as she pulls her gun from behind her back.
She fires a shot at Hugo, hitting him, but then she loses grip as he takes a shot at her, and my breath stalls in my throat as she falls.
Bambam and I open fire on Hugo, but for the first time in my life, I don't think and just react as I start to run for the back of the roof. I leap down to one of the balconies beneath, and grabbing the railing, I throw my body over the side, landing on the lawn in a crouching position.
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My Princess Terror | 𝔍𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔞
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