The Youth Division

Chapter 4

4.

The plane ride was extremely tedious. The girls slept the entire way there, and Mitch and I ended up as pillows for them. I was stuck between Mira and Pyra, who slept on either of my shoulders, and Raven, who slept on Mitch's lap. When we got off the plane, a taxi driver awaited us. She spoke in German, and thank god Mitch could speak it. "Hallo! Ich bin Ihr Taxifahrer! Bitte komm!"

Mitch told us what she meant. "She says 'Hello! I am your taxi driver! Please come!' Vielen dank!" (Thank you very much!)

Raven let out a snicker. We all crammed into the taxi. Again, to find Viktoria, it was a 3 hour taxi ride to our hotel, so the girls slept. Mitch struck up conversation with the taxi driver, Jason and I talked about how we'll deal with Viktoria. I also ended up being a FREAKING PILLOW AGAIN. When we pulled up to the hotel, we were escorted to our rooms. I had to bunk with Mira. Since I lost rock paper scissors, I slept on the floor. In the morning, our search for Viktoria Der-Asshole began. Jason briefed us. "Ok, so Viktoria has many contacts in Nuremburg, Berlin, and Hanover. Her main contacts are in Berlin, hence why we are in Berlin."

Mira took over. "Our first lead is a man named Jesse Graves, a Canadian sharpshooter. He gives Viktoria most of her weaponry."

Jesse Graves. I've dealt with him before. I worked with the Canadian Spec Ops Regiment before I was CIA. I was 15, but I worked with the main units over there. I was almost shot, twice, and that's why I wanted to work data management. That's also why I'm such a good shot. I blurted out; "I know him. I tried to stop his shipment to Germany 6 months ago. It was a shipment of 20 pounds of C4 and 36 C7's, CDN standard assault rifle. I can only imagine what the C4 was used for."

Pyra looked confused. "Why didn't you stop it?"

"We were outnumbered 6 to 28, Pyra. It ended up being 5 to 2 after a huge shoot-out."

Pyra looked shocked "I'm so sorry, I didn't know."

"It's fine."

It really wasn't. Why I really wanted to be data management is because one of my friends, Brayden Sena-Royal, was shot twice in the chest and once in the head. I didn't want that happening ever again. Ever. Mira started. "Josh, can you handle the mission? I don't want you getting yourself killed. This is very dangerous..."

It's nice she cares. "I'll be okay Mira. Thanks."

She blushed. "You're most welcome..."

Jason continued "Anyway, Viktoria and Jesse are meeting up for a massive weapon weapons shipment. This is huge for their partnership. We need to intercept the trade, and kill Viktoria."

I wondered what weapons were being shipped out. If this is crucial, they could be planning another bombing. Or a shooting. Either/or, we're still getting the short end of the stick. Let's...Let's not do that. Yeah. That sounds about right.

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Viktoria stood beside a shipment of guns, ammo, and everything not nice. There was a crate with unknown contents as well. "There's that little bugger." Raven said over our comlink. The set up was easy. Raven was at the abandoned brewery across the street from the dock. Mitch and I were breaching the dock, and Pyra and Jason were on the other side. "Looks like Jesse is on the scene!" Mira spoke over our coms. She was way back at our hotel. She had no interest in getting shot. I blew the charge pre-emptily and off count. I was ready to get this done with. Screw Jesse. Screw Viktoria. They both killed people I knew personally. I slid my mask up. They will get what's coming to them. "Josh!!" Mira screamed of the coms. Everyone in the room turned to face me. That left a perfect opportunity for Pyra and Jason. They snuck up on the guards and killed them. I killed the guards closer to my side of the room. Viktoria and Jesse pulled handguns, and Mitch provided cover fire. Pyra tried to sneak up on Viktoria but she spun around and started shooting. Pyra skillfully dodged the bullets and pulled out her katana. But Viktoria pulled something nasty. It was a trick I was taught in the CSOR. She dropped the magazine from her gun, and that drew Pyra's attention away from her. She pulled a shiv from her arm and stabbed Pyra in the throat. "NOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed. It happened again. I unwarily stepped into the line of fire and took a couple shots at Viktoria. She took a hit to the shoulder. It's then I feel a sharp pain in my right shoulder. A gunshot pierced the air and then my left thigh exploded with pain. I took two bullets from a 50. Caliber. I've been shot once with a 25. to the hand, and this was 20 times worse. I collapsed to the floor, only to see Jesse looking at me. He mouthed; 'I'm sorry.' Why? I pulled my gun and shot him twice in the head. He collapsed too, but unlike me, he didn't move. I killed him. Viktoria grabbed a purple case from the unknown crate and ran to a getaway car. It sped off and the battlefield was quiet. I tried my best to get up, but my leg and arm were unresponsive. I couldn't move. Before I could say anything, I blacked out from blood loss.

What have I done?