TARGET

스물 아홉

"We're here,"

Soonyoung's voice could barely pass as a whisper as me rasped out those words. The three, Minghao, Soonyoung, and Jeno, were engulfed in a deafening silence.

Minghao could hear the blood rushing through his head, the adrenaline coursing through his veins, the heart beat that clambered at the cage of his ribs, even the line of sweat that trailed along his brow,

All senses heightened under the intense, ground breaking, pressure that beat down at the nape of his neck,

So consequently, he jolted slightly when his in-ear chimed,

"Good, go around and place the music boxes,"

Jeno fished into the pack on his holster, handing out the mechanisms so they could evenly distribute it throughout the room.

"I'm sure by now they know your here," Wonwoo mumbled through the other line,

Minghao clenched his fists, the devices biting at his palm through his textured gloves,

"I guess its just a matter of who shoots first," Minghao muttered through clenched teeth,

His combat boots hit the polished, tile floor with a soft thump, but enough for it to reverberate through the silenced room,

"Remember, your job is to serve as a diversion so Joshua and Jaemin can get through. Also to stir the members in your quarters as according to our plan, but that isn't the priority as much at the other,"

Minghao nodded, forgetting that Wonwoo couldn't see him, but nonetheless, the line cut out at the soft static that whispered into his ear left, leaving him with that dreadful hush.

Its just a matter of who shoots first...

Shoots first...

And whomever becomes the target.

The three, having completed planting the mechanisms around the room, stood stock still, eyes dancing around the room to sense movement outside of their squadron.

Shoots first...

Minghao's eyes darted to the upper balcony, which protruded from the walls and lined the area. The center of the second floor was open to the floor below where they resided- this all meant that from where Minghao was standing, which was the leftmost corner of the expanse, he was able to see the upper and lower level of the quarters in his line of vision that traced out right. Soonyoung, who stood parallel to him at the rightmost corner, was the same. Jeno stood in the middle of the space farthest from the entrance at what seemed as the back of the room.

Whomever shoots first...

The static from the line chimed in his ear, only startling Minghao the slightest bit this time,

"The backup generator should be up in 1 minute,"

The line hissed again, this time, it was Soonyoung,"Woo, we're getting no response from the opposition as of now,"

"Well, they know your here for sure; their either getting ready, waiting for the first attack, or both," Wonwoo remarked, clicking his tounge,

Shoots first....

Then again, its not who shoots first exactly,

See, they had to assume that 1/3 of 17th Junior Squadron was gifted at least, and the quarters that team ninja were in was only the dorms of half the opposition team,