Born under gunfire
Raised on the battlefield
All men cower beneath his every step
A mere mention of his name sends Warlords and Criminals to shiver in their feet
He is the Black-winged mercenary
He is South Africa's notorious mercenary
He's the rule...
"Bird! I remember the English version of it now" says Ricardo as he smiles and pats himself on the back
Good Job Ricardo, I'm proud of you
Eventually, someone ordered that the Raven be shooed away. Jeff (Not really his name lol), the guy that was guarding the front gate earlier stepped forward to shoo it away
I was anxious, not because this is my first time willingly involving myself in a firefight, but due to the silence and anticipation of what's to come
Everyone was on edge, sweat trickled down my forehead and splattered on the floor. I wipe my sweaty hands onto my shirt in fear of my gun slipping away from its recoil.
Not a minute, nor a second before Jeff approached the Raven, we suddenly heard a scream
"Jeff él es ... ¡está jodidamente muerto! (Jeff he's... he's fucking dead!) screamed one of the MS-13 members
All head swiveled around and turned to look at the location where Jeff originally was
Gasps and threats of vomiting reverberated throughout the spacious building, as we see Jeff's body split into two on the ground, his innards were completely exposed and blood continued to pool around it.
The beans and tortilla that I ate for breakfast almost saw the light of day once more. I looked away from Jeff's body to save myself and my mental health from the sight.
Let me tell you, internal organs pink are so pink.
"Alright! Where the fuck are you!" shouts The Worm as he orders his men to stick to each other and form a defensive circle
As chaos and disorder were slowly swallowing us whole, I felt the vibration of my HUD Smartphone calling for my attention.
El Jefe is calling...
Naturally, I respond to the call by tapping my ear twice.
"El Nina... we don't have much time... I want you to use all of the Drones we have and use them to lift up a certain shipment container, it has this logo in it" quietly orders El Jefe
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"That logo isn't th-"
"Yes, I know they're dangerous" mutters El Jefe "I want you to send them to this location, do what I say and we'll all live through this, at least some" Ej Jefe mutters the last to himself as he ended our call
Alright, get a shipping container with unknown contents from a company that has the resources and manpower to hunt us down till the ends of the earth?
What could go wrong!
Everything, everything could go wrong
I'm hesitant to do what El Jefe asks of me, but against better judgment and thinking about my trust for El Jefe, the Man who saved my life, I did what he asked of me.
