His Defence [TomTord]

Chapter Seven- Lights out, Blue leader

|Red base, Australia 6:00 am|
"It looks like your wound has healed on your arm, sir. There is no sign of infections or further damage. You will just need to let the wound heal over, even though it will leave a scar." The Doctor said, as she wrote on what looked to be a notepad. Tord sighed and stood up, putting his overcoat back on. "Thank you Miss Allerkiens, you can carry on with the soldiers now." Tord hummed, slightly mad but he always was so it wasn't much different. He walked to the door, closing it behind him as he walked down the corridors of the base. Whilst walking down, every soldier he passed saluted to him in respect. "Red leader, you're needed in your office. We have further information on the planned attack on Yellow Base." A raspy voice escaped from the walkie talkie in the leaders pocket. He walked past the buildings until he reached the largest building which held meeting rooms along with his office. Standing outside his office was Pat and Paul. Tord places his hand on a scanner, as it hummed green, allowing access. The door slid open as the three men entered the large office. Tord made his way to his signature desk and sat down, rummaging through the draws. "As you know, we haven't been able to find a reasonable time to attack yellow base, is that right?" Pat spoke up, breaking the silence. Tord sat up in his chair, putting a file on the oak desk. "That's correct. Did you both find a good time to plan the attack?" Tord asked, slightly impatient. "Good news, we did. Mark has been working inside of the Yellow base and contacted with the rail lines. Bad news, the only time we can make a large attack is tonight." Paul joined in. Tord furrowed his eyes brows, slightly rubbing his temple with his thumb. "Why so soon? Is it the only possible time?" Tord asked, slightly irritated. "We're afraid so. One of our spies working for the railway lines for yellow base told us that yellow leader will not be present in the base as she is visiting orange base." Paul explained, pat nodding in agreement. "Alright, I suppose that is good enough. Get our best soldiers on this, we are going to make sure we make this count." Tord grinned, opening the file to what seemed to be pictures of a small girl. "Uhh, Tord, What is that?" Paul asked, as he glared over at the unsorted photos. "A persons worst weakness is what they love the most. I've had various soldiers spying on their base, and it turns out yellow leader has a younger sister." Tord responded, venom spitting in his menacing accent. "You're going to kill a child??" Paul gasped, slightly panicked by the idea. "If it comes down to that, I won't be worried to spill some blood." Tord chuckled, unsettling his two parents.

| Yellow Base, Australia 4:00 pm |

"Another point to Thomas!" The soldier cheered, as he added a point to the large board. They were all outside to what seemed to be a sport like game. It was like laser tag, but with more prominent weapons and gadgets. Not real guns, but it would slightly hurt to get eliminated. Around a hundred odd soldiers sat on the benches watching the field in front of them. It had scrambled objects and vehicles on it such as abandoned buses, large rocks and trees. "Thomas and Carlos are ten points away from winning! Who will break the tie??" One of the scorers cheered. Blue ran through the small forest setting, a gun like item in hand. He hid behind the tree, seeing a small figure in the distance. Without even needing to aim, he turned from the tree, shooting their chest. A whistle tuned, along with a buzz on the females chest, indicating she was out. "God damn it!"she complained, walking out of the battle zone. Tom hummed before hearing the sound of rattling bushes behind him. He quickly grabbed a air bomb from his pocket and through it into the direction of the sound. Another whistle and buzz could be heard, along with a male voice groaning. The game continued until only two people were left. Carlos was out, leaving Thomas with another soldier. Mark. (Not mark from the actual ew XD) tom warily walked past the large rocks, his gun in hands as the soldiers watched from the benches. Tom climbed into a distant bus and walked down the dirty floor. He then climbed onto the second floor of the bus and looked over to the broken window, glaring out onto the field, trying to find where the other soldier was. "So you're the all famous Blue Leader?" A croaky voice stated, making tom turn to point his gun at him. He shot him, making the same buzzing noise but mark carried on walking to the short Male. "The game is over, I won." Thomas raised an eyebrow at the tall male walking to his way, a hand in his pocket. In the corner of his eye, he saw a glimmer of what looked to be a... knife. "Oh I know. But it's time for me to introduce you to my game. Kill or be killed." A laugh emitted from his mouth as he went running at the small blue leader. Mark went to stab the other Male but Thomas quickly dodged, backing into one of the back seats of the bus. "What the hell are you doing?!" Thomas yelled. Mark ran back at Thomas, stabbing his knife at what was nearly where his leg was. Thomas was unarmed with any real weapons. He quickly squirmed out of the broken window onto the roof of the bus.