The Jail Bird Flies

Chapter One

I got the hard drive." Said CIA Operative Doge into his handheld radio. "Good. Exfiltrate unnoticed" came the reply. Doge had been sent to Afghanistan to infiltrate a terrorist cell and retrieve a hard drive. Now that he had the hard drive he had to escape. He heard footsteps coming from the doorway. He swiftly slid towards the wall next to the door frame and pressed his back against it. The guard who was walking down the hallway turned into the room where Doge was in. Doge held his breath and tried to hold completely but his efforts were fruitless. The guard spotted him standing by the doorframe and instinctively pressed the panic button on his radio alerting everyone in the compound. The guard reacted first, tackling Doge to the ground where he began punching the CIA Agent in the face. Doge slammed the top of his head into the enemy man's head causing him to stammer backwards and trip. Doge leapt to his feet, grabbing a knife from its scabbard on his plate carrier. He lunged towards the soldier with knife in hand but not quick enough. Doge stabbed the knife into the wooden floor next to the man's head. He was then abruptly thrown towards a kitchen bench but being the nimble individual he was, he easily reversed the attack on his enemy and brought his enemy's head into a nearby table. The insurgent reached for a knife of his own and swung down at Doge. He expertly flipped the knife and wedged the knife into the man's shoulder. Doge pulled a grenade from his belt and removed the pin. He rolled it onto the floor and jumped out of the room. A loud explosion followed by sand and dust which crept off the floor. Doge quickly regained composure and removed his Mark 23 Pistol from his holster and checked if it was loaded. He took position at the end of the hallway and requested a helicopter to pick him up. It was relatively quiet for the next five minutes until he began hearing the roar of a helicopter. "We've touched down on a road east of your position." Came a staticky reply from his radio. Doge replied with a 'yes' and proceeded down the stairs of the building with his gun in front of him. He reached the bottom of the stairs and spotted a terrorist with a balaclava on his head. Doge quickly fired multiple shots into the person's chest. He quickly ran down the rest of the staircase and out of a doorway. The sound of fully automatic gunfire started causing Doge to dive behind a concrete traffic barrier. He felt bullets strike the barrier which he was hiding behind. The insurgent changed his direction of fire but abruptly halted. Doge covertly peeked over the barrier to find a Delta Force operative with a gun pointed at his face. "Friendly!" Said Doge with a slightly startled look on his face. "We've got to go." Said the special forces soldier as he lowered his gun. Doge nodded and followed the soldier to the helicopter. As Doge and the special forces soldier got into view of the helicopter they witnessed it being shot at from multiple angles. They progressed to the helicopter swiftly and efficiently until they reached it and grabbed the sides of the helicopter and entered the interior as it slowly rumbled to life and lifted off. Doge took
his gloves and face mask off as the side-doors shut. 

The helicopter touched down on a CIA helipad at 4:22 AM the next day. Doge was exhausted and fatigued but he knew that his hard work would pay off. He exited the helicopter and headed straight to the armoury. "Tough day?" Asked the agent working at the armoury. "Rough two days." Replied Doge. He removed his plate carrier and handed over his pistol and helmet. "Thanks." Said the agent as Doge walked away. Without waiting, he walked to his room and took a shower and slept until 10:00 am when he heard an announcement over the intercom telling him to proceed to the briefing rooms.