Story Operation Dinner Out

Chapter 13: Operation Dinner Out......a Marksman Story. Dedicated to @Crystalizations aka Soulless my fav glock carrying baca.

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Camp Coronado, San Diego, California.
48 hours until missile launch
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Soulless (@Crystalizations ) opened the door to the armory of Camp Coronado.

The room was lined with guns of every shape, form, size, type, and caliber. For this mission, there was no standard issue. There was no “must use" or “preferred." It was whatever Soulless needed to get the job done.

Off one side of the wall, he grabbed a Heckler and Koch MP7. There was a laser sight and foregrip already attached, and the barrel was threaded, so Soulless added a suppressor, and left the iron night sights as they were.

He next selected a Ruger AR-556. Built on the standard AR/M4 build, it was definitely a police weapon, but it would suit Soulless' needs fine. He also added a suppressor, and the rifle had a standard Leupold scope, which worked for Soulless.

Lastly, he grabbed four flash bangs, two frag grenades, and a Glock 19, which he also added a suppressor to.

He was still in his gear since his last mission, so Soulless only had to grab ammunition. He did exactly that, and, securing the AR to his back, the MP7 to his front, and the Glock in its holster, Soulless left the room.

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24 until missile launch.
De-Militarization Zone, Korean Hospital
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Mayhem the Magician (aka @Gehenna_Beam ) had been posing as a Western Doctor in the North Korean Hospital.

Mayhem aka “Dr. Anderson” reduced the bleeding and applied firm pressure to the wound area with a clean cloth until the bleeding stopped.

After getting X-Rays he reset the bone and applied a cast. The kid will live and his arm will mend nicely.

It was the end of his 12 hour shift and he was ready to go “home”.

His two North Korean “babysitters” had followed him everywhere.

His watch buzzed and he knew Evil was signaling him with Morse code.

He signaled that he had to go to the restroom. While in the restroom he received his message.

“Soulless in route to missile silo.”

“Operation Dinner Out is Green.”

Two seconds later, his friend the Transporter teleported into the bathroom….

The Transporter was a mutant teleporter. He was also an Ex-Special Forces Operator who happened to look a lot like Jason Statham.

Within seconds they had teleported back to Colorado. Mayhem had been unable to find the nuke.

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6 hours until missile launch.
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Soulless moved his eye from the scope of the AR. His neck muscles hurt from holding a prone position scoped for so long. He rolled his neck slightly, causing the cartilage to snap and pop. His neck felt looser now.

Soulless had spent 13hours hiking past all the militarized North Korean checkpoints near the missile site. No one was getting in or out easily. Once he had gotten his position in between the rocks on the shore, he had spent 3 hours familiarizing himself with guard positions and rotations. He was now ready to make his move. And soon.

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Camp Coronado, San Diego, California.
3 hours until missile launch.
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My code name is MR_EVIL_OVERLORD and my team and I are the best at what we do....and what we do is the impossible or in this case mission in freaking insanity.

I activated my LMD, Life Model Decoy, and met the Transporter back in my room. We teleported to South Korea.

My LMD performed as activated. He would mimic my decisions, behaviors, and being that he was my creation he was very hard to detect.

The Special forces duo of The Titanium Titan (@TheTitaniumTitan ) and Random (@randomcitizen1 ) would not be able to detect that I was even gone.

My teammates in Camp Coronado would be none the wiser.

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1 hour until missile launch. Soulless
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“Now." Murmured Soulless, as he pulled the trigger.

The guard dropped from the headshot. It was a 150 yard shot, and it had been made with ease. One .556 round was enough to put down anything. Soulless was a surgeon with his rifle making precision shots.

Soulless got up from his prone position and, scrambling to his feet, dashed for the stairs onto the platform. The missile site was like a large oil rig, but with less crude being mined and more stuff being blown to hell and back.

Soulless swept the next level and spotted another guard in his estimated position. Rotating his rifle, Soulless used the canted red dot as a sight. The guard dropped from he three rounds to the chest.

He moved on.
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North Korea, Dark Titan
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Dark Titan aka DT, @DarkTitan_ moved at a remarkable pace throughout the facility unseen.

DT was a mutant with the ability to control time. He could speed it up and slow it down or conversely speed up himself or his teammates. Strain limits how long he can maintain others in suspended motion.

This skill set made him one of the best thieves in the world……he’s someone who enjoys his work immensely.

By controlling time on the North Korean base he was able to walk in undetected by the human eye.

His black tactical clothing, similar to Captain America’s, with a green skull on his front chest plate.

The custom suit provided ballistics’ protection and provided maximum flexibility in combat situations.

He had not been able to locate the missile.

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North Korean missile platform.
30 minutes to missile launch.
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Soulless stepped out of the break room and slammed the door shut behind him, swapping the magazine on his MP7. There had been four guards relaxing with booze. Soulless had made short work of them.

As he started up another flight of stairs, a guard started to come down. A burst of suppressed fire ended his trip. The guard tumbled forward down the stairs. Soulless stepped off the side to let him fall down the rest of the way, and then continued on.

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Missile platforms.
8 minutes to missile launch.
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Soulless set the tiny C4 charge on the lock, and crouched off to the side, MP7 ready. He always carried a couple sticks of C4 on him for any situation. They helped to open doors, or destroy something critical.

Soulless held out the Glock 19, shooting the C4. He was about 15 feet away, the safe distance for the amount he put on the lock. He then rushed in with his MP7, and went to work. Soon four guards and a technician lay dead on the floor, and the launch terminal lay waiting.

Soulless approached the terminal. It was covered with switches, knobs, buttons and the like, but the one that drew Soulless' eye was a red button next to a keyhole.

The launch button.

On the other side of the terminal was a white button covered in a glass case surrounded by warning symbols. In Korean, it read ACTIVATE SELF DESTRUCT SEQUENCE.

That was the one Soulless wanted.

“Random, this is Soulless. I'm about to activate the self destruct." Soulless toned.

“Copy." Came Random's voice. “Good luck son. If you don't make it out..."

“Please, sir." Soulless voice was full of pain. “My family. They think I'm dead. Take care of them for me." Soulless had 2 minutes to hit the button.

“I will. I promise." Random said.

“Activat-"

Bang.

Soulless took a bullet from behind. Instantly he whipped around, Glock 19 in hand. He fired three shots in rapid succession. The Korean guard went down.

Soulless checked himself. Kevlar blocked the bullet but he had cracked a rib and it hurt like a *****.

A flashbang came around the corner, and Soulless turned just in time to avoid being blinded. He grabbed his MP7 off the terminal and fired a burst into the Korean soldier coming around into the room, but not before he took a bullet through the shoulder.

Soulless went down, his world one of pain. The bullet had entered his left shoulder. He could tell it had gone all the way through because of the blood leaking down his back. Soulless now had 30 seconds to press the button.

He raised the MP7 in one hand and fired the rest of his magazine at the next Korean coming through the door. It clicked empty.

Soulless' radio crackled. “Soulless, you have ten seconds! Do it now!" Random ordered.

Nine.

Soulless tugged himself up, his MP7 clattering to the floor, magazine empty.

Eight.

He was panting hard. His shoulder was on fire.

Seven.

Button. Where was that damn button.

Six.

Where the hell was it!

Five.

There. Right side.

Four.

Soulless drew his Glock 19 and raised the handle.

Three.

He smashed the glass case over the self-destruct button.

Two.

He threw the Glock 19 over to the side.

One.

He slammed his fist on the button.

His explosion missed! Soulless watched as his missile launched right before his explosion.

Soulless was blown backwards. The left side of his face was on fire. His arms, legs, and face were burnt from the missile ignition fire. The platform rocked, and another explosion ran through. The room was an oven now, flames licking at everything.

Soulless lay in the middle of all of it, wondering if he had already died and been sent to hell by whatever diety ruled above. He was Atheist, but that didn't mean anything wasn't possible.

A final explosion tore through the platform, and the blackness hit Soulless like a speeding truck.

Sweet blackness.

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North Korean missile platform.
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“I’ve got him Evil”, the Transporter & Soulless were smoldering as Dark Shadow sprayed him off with the fire extinguisher.

The Transporter had been wearing his heat resistant suit and managed to survive the rocket blast as well as the explosion.

The intercontinental ballistic missile (ICBM) had launched.

The ICBM is a guided ballistic missile designed for nuclear weapons delivery and this one was headed for California.

Transporter looked at Soulless, his skin was frayed off and he would be lucky to survive.

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Vail, Colorado home of the Evil, Inc
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The Transporter teleported to pick up Rocktomb @RockTomb was relaxing playing Call of Duty.

He paused his game to look up at the Transporter. The Transporter and Rocktomb had become close friends in the short time they had known each other.

Outside of their work for Evil they spent time hanging out and as they called it “Chillaxing”.

He turned off his game and stood up.

He transformed himself into Rocktomb. His weight and sized doubled. Before the Transporters eye Rocktomb was transformed into dark Obsidian looking rock.

In his rock form Rocktomb possess superhuman levels of strength as well as superhuman stamina and durability.

While in his armored form, Rocktomb required no food, water or even oxygen to sustain himself and is extremely resistant to injury.

He is capable of withstanding great impacts, large caliber bullets, falls from tremendous heights, electricity, as well as resistance to hot and cold. His punches can slice through cars.

His specially designed tactical leather pants and black leather jacket accentuated his black skull looking face.

He was the personification of badass.
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North Korean, missile facility
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“****, they launched the nuke.” Evil replied over the coms.

“Satellite feed!" Evil snapped as he flew his heavily modified custom A-10 Warthog under South Korean Radar.

The screen switched to an overhead view of the platform Soulless had assaulted. It was burning and collapsing now, more fire and explosions.

“Activate LMD’s and Molotov"……..code for blow up the ****ing base.

ROBBIE activated all life model decoys to kill their commanders. The LMD’s were controlled by ROBBIE an Artificial Intelligence system built by Evil.

ROBBIE was Evil’s creation, it had been designed to help him create his massive fortune, run simulations, and develop probabilities for situations.

Five Korean LMD’s pulled out their side arms and swiftly executed everyone in the missile launch room. The LMD’s were terminators and they never missed. All rounds hit their targets in the forehead.

The LMD’s swiftly made their way around the room aiming at the stunned North Korean officers. They “double tapped” each officer in the forehead to insure they were down.

“Launch room neutralized” ROBBIE repeated over the communication system.

They began planting C4 in the room.

Their mission was a suicide mission, blow up the base using C4 they had planted to insure that other missions weren’t fired.

Within 3 minutes they were going to blow up this secret base.

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Sea of Japan
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Evil had no chance of catching the ICBM missile as it left Korean peninsula airspace and headed toward Japan.

His heavily modified A-10 Warthog was staying below radar detection and he was out of position.

“ROBBIE, Dark Shadow, DT, & Rocktomb you are up.”

Evil called out “Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot”, this was the signal to destroy the Nuke over the Sea of Japan.

ROBBIE identified the missile flight path and gave the coordinates to the team.

Transporter, Dark Shadow and DT were all wearing their Evil tech suits & breathing gear designed to help them survive Sub Orbital space. Rocktomb didn’t need oxygen or a special suit to survive at that altitude.

Their plan was rather insane. Catch and detonate an ICBM missile, in the air, without exploding the nuke when it went suborbital……

ROBBIE signaled the team.

Transported teleported the team into space. They could see the nuclear missile approaching.

As the team fell through space toward earth, Dark Titan focused on slowing down time. He was able to focus on this moment and slow it all down.

Dark Shadow focused on manipulating the darkness. He was able to push Rocktomb toward the missile and place him on it using the shadow of night.

While the missile and time were frozen Rocktomb was able to destroy the booster rendering the rocket inoperable without destroying the nuclear payload.

DarkTitan was losing his grip on time…

“Guys, I’m losing my grip on the space time continuum....****ing hurry up.”

Rocktomb punched his sharp fist into the nuclear component carefully right before DT lost his grip on time and the trio fell toward earth.

Dark Shadow slowed the descent for the team as they fell toward earth. The wind whipped past them.

They deployed their parachutes before landing in Japan.

Evil’s A-10 had made up the distance and caught up to Rocktomb who was holding on to the Nuke.

The A-10’s fuselage-mounted engines rotated vertical in order to facilitate a VTOL (Vertical Take OFF & Landing system) in which A-10’s wings pivoted on their axis to redirect engine exhaust downward.

He was able to catch Rocktomb and the missile with his jet.

The whole team breathed a collective sigh of relief as Evil said “Dinner Out”. This code let the team know that he had caught Rocktomb and the North Korean Nuke, they were all still alive, and they were going to secure it at their secret base.

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Vail, Colorado home of Evil, Inc
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@DyvingPenguins sighed, she was finally able to relax. It had been a long five months.

She as a super hero. She could see the future in her dreams.

In her nightmare she had watched Soulless attempt to destroy the nuke and it killed him before taking off and destroying California.

She had approached her super hero team the GSG Guardians but they were powerless to stop the North Korean’s from launching the missile. Most of her teammates were captured and killed by the North Koreans as they had on multiple occasions tried to stop the launch.

She watched as Mayhem the Magician was coordinating ROBBIE's LMD's to assist Evil with disarming the nuke.

After her team had been captured or killed she decided to go an alternate path and choose "professionals" who were good at this sort of thing.

Reflecting back, she still remembered that day she met the Evil Overlord two months ago.

He was tall, dark, and handsome.

He had a manly swagger about him as he moved to meet her. He wore a black dress shirt and black slacks with a gray business jacket. She could tell he was a pro and intense the way he moved around the office.

She had set up a covert meeting with him through a business acquaintance in his office in Vail, Colorado.

In her mind, he was the Evil version of Batman and one of the few people on earth who would have the audacity to raid North Korea, kill the enemy, steal a nuke as it flew through space, and safely disarm it……..in her opinion he was bat **** crazy.

After asking for his help with the nuclear situation she had to ask him for help with another dark future.

A future where the zombie apocalypse was going to happen and she needed his help to stop it….



BOOM, THE END!