War On Terror

Prologue

A/N: this story is for entertainment. This shouldn't cause and cruel comment because... Its fictional.

Gareth POV

"Any last words." the mafia boss requested with a bit of annoyance. He had tied me up on a chair with chains. I had blood all over my face. He could just kill me now.

"Devotion supports bravery. Bravery brings sacrifice. Sacrifice... leads to death. No matter what road we take, we'll still die. So... you are free to KILL YOURSELF!" that triggered an anger in him. He quickly pulled out his pistol and shot me in the chest 3 times.

"You die first, asshole."
                                                                                                      
Brian POV

"All right, mate. We got order straight from above. But first will be a warning, this mission is top secret and if I hear the word 'sheikh, Iman or Islamic scholar' outside this room, you'll be shot dead at the spot. Now this mission is centered at a Muslim Imam called Muhammad Zain. Sergent Gareth told us that the so called 'Muslim Mafia' were after this Imam. That was all he could tell me before he was caught, may his soul rest in peace. He is believed to be at a mosque for 'Jumauh' prayer today 30 minutes from now. London is crowded with Muslims so it'll be hard to spot the assassins. Keep your eyes open. Sergent Frank and Evans, protect the Imam at all cost. Don't let him out of site. Sergent Brian, use your sniper and watch the entrance gate he's likely to pass. Don't shoot. Just let us know of any suspicious movement. Remember. Shooting should be done outside the mosque. Is that clear?" Captain Nicolas advised. God! Why does he talk so much?
                                                                                                                
"Yeah. We heard everything." I responded with the fact that I wasn't paying attention to most of what he was saying.