This Is War

Chapter Four: First Mission Takes A Turn

Wanda and Natasha said at two different tables blending in the crowd of people that sat at the other tables around them. Sam was set on top of a building looking out to the town, and Steve and I were in a bedroom in a building.

"Alright, what do you see?" Steve asked.

"Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." Wanda replied.

"There's an ATM on the south corner, which means-"

"Cameras."

"Both cross streets one way."

"So, compromised escape routes."

"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen. He isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out. You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?"

"Yeah, the red one? It's cute."

"It's also bulletproof, which means private security, which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us," Natasha chimed in.

"You guys know I can move things with my mind, right?" Wanda responded.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become a second nature."

"Anyone ever tell you, you're a little paranoid?" Sam jokingly said.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" I giggled at their light banter.

"Eyes on target, folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumblow in six months. I don't want to lose him," Steve directed.

"If he sees us coming that won't be a problem. He kind of hates us," Sam said.

"Sam, see that garbage truck? Tag it." I stood staring out of the window next to Steve.

"Somethings off," I said.

"What do you mean?"

"It seems too easy, too quite. Too long for something to not happen."

"Somethings are like that, but I agree. Something's off."

"Give me X-ray," Sam instructed," that truck's loaded to max weight. And that driver's armed."

"It's a battering ram," Natasha confirmed.

"Go now," Steve said.

"What?"

"He's not hitting the police," I realized. Steve and I ran towards the Institute for Infectious Diseases or the IFID meeting the others there. He was trying to steal some biological weapon. Once I arrived there were multiple men loaded with armor and weapons. I saw a truck with many of them coming out. I slowly absorbed just a few hundred volts and shot it through the truck's metal conductors. A few men fell to the floor electrocuted while all of the other men  took notice in me. I took off behind a truck to take cover. I peaked around the truck just as they started to shoot in my direction. I stood back facing the truck and pushed in towards them. They were trapped in between the truck and their own. I moved my hand and knocked their heads together. They were all unconscious. Cap, then, flew in by Sam and hit a man into a truck window. He kicked a truck into another guy while throwing his shield into another one. I ran up onto a car and kicked a man in full armor into the wall of the building.

"Body armor, AR15s. I make 7 hostiles," Cap said. Sam flew on top of a small roof section of the main building and hit two of the hostiles. One of the men stood up and pulled out his weapon. Sam returned the jester and shot the man off of the roof onto a car.

"I make five," Sam replied. Soon, Wanda flew herself over the roof and picked up a man.

"Sam." Sam flew down and knocked the man unconscious.