War in 6 days ( part VI )

Jamal was on the passenger seat in the convertible car Volga had stolen from the outlaws while on their right, Volga's subordinate was driving the second car accompanied by Sania beside him and the two pickups which were following them from the back, Jamal had decided to leave his motorbike in Donald's car and to go with the other captain. He wanted to diminish a little bit the image of a distant figure his comrades of Short-river had of him, and so he knew had to stop staying his side but also being lesser solo.

While they were rolling toward the rich sector, he decided to contact the other teams which were already hidden there in standby. " Here is Jamal. How is the situation over there? " he asked on the walkie-talkie in his hand. Following the protocol, it's the captain of the first team who gave his report first. " Here is Nolan. I have seen, earlier, groups of outlaws, in their vehicles, coming from their surveillance spots to your direction, just as planned. Now the way is clear, however, I also noticed that the remaining outlaws, in the quarter, started to agitate, " then he cut the call.

Jamal and Volga gazed at each other, amused by the clumsiness of Nolan, they held themselves to not burst out laughing because of his report and they also didn't intend to criticize it. " He must be stressed because of the mission, that is why " Volga tried to justify.

" No doubt about it " Jamal simply said before he called the next captain.

One after another, they all repeated the same thing; the outlaws left their surveillance posts and rolled toward their previous position what meant that the trap worked well and the rest of them, who were remaining in the territory, were preparing for the battle. However, there was one captain who had noticed something which might look insignificant at first sight but would turn out to be a very important detail that would help them to win. " ... my husband- I mean, Henry has estimated their number and they are more than us," said the captain Garcia, the last one to give her report, " but I can see by the way they are running and holding their weapons that the big majority of them are not apt to fight ".

" What do you mean? "

" I can't explain it clearly... in brief, they are moving like if they were either drunk or high, " she responded.

Jamal was firstly frustrated by her first news. The other teams didn't give any details about their number, so he thought the plan had worked exactly as he had expected, however, he just heard that the number of the enemy was still far superior. Jamal didn't want to believe that all their efforts his comrades and him had put to set up traps to decrease the number of the enemies in order to facilitate their fight had turned out to be meaningless, however, hearing from Garcia that they were not even able to fight properly made him feel relieved.

He didn't expect such a thing to happen as Brad had told him that Bart used to always make sure that no matter how much fun his soldiers wanted to get they must always be ready to fight. [ It looks like he has difficulties to be obeyed by his men ] he observed silently before he concluded, [ that is the problem when you want to run an anarchic empire. You cannot impose your rules ].

" Did you see their boss? "Jamal took the opportunity to get an entire detailed view of the situation.

" Euh... We do have watched the mansion you have talked about but there was almost no activity inside. We have just seen one of his soldiers escorting a girl inside and coming out a few minutes later, but that's all " the woman answered.

Jamal took a moment to analyze what she said and after he finished thinking, he approached the walkie-talkie to his mouth, connected it to all the captains' of the other teams, and said, " alright, thank you, Garcia. Your team will remain on standby there while the others will take their position to intercept the outlaws. Don, you will be in charge of Volga's team, take them with you and go join the others, I'm sure you will be able to defeat them. Volga and I will join Garcia's team and together we will invade Bart's house ".

" Are we changing the plan? " Don asked him, a little bit surprised.

" Why do you need me for that? I saw you only once in action but I don't think you would need me or anyone for an operation like that, " Volga asked him perplexed.

" No Don, we are not changing the initial plan, I'm just bringing some small modifications, " Jamal, then, turned to face Volga to respond to her question while still talking on the walkie-talkie on, to let the others listen to his explanation, " this operation is composed of two important points. The first one is to eliminate Bart, that will be my business but the second one will be to save all the women drugged and jailed in his mansion, that will be the business of yours, Volga, " he added, " It's a complicated mission that is why I need someone like you ".

" OK, got it. Garcia's team and I will deal with that, don't worry, " she responded.

" If you all understood please join us, quickly to the rallying point, " Don said to the other captains, " we are almost there, " then he accelerated his car a little to approach the pickup which was containing Volga's team to tell them about the little change of plan as they didn't have walkie-talkies to follow the conversation and he did that with all the other cars.

As they were approaching the point of separation, Jamal told Volga to approach her car to the pickup which was transporting her motorbike, so she did while hoping that he was not about to do what she was thinking he was about to do.

Once they were enough close, he stood balanced on the convertible and Volga started to yell at him " no! no don't tell me that..." but she didn't get the time to finish her phrase that he jumped off the car to land on the pickup. He quickly began to untie his motorbike before he got onto it and went down from the car to go rolling near Volga. " What you were about to say earlier? " he asked with a provocative smile. She glanced at him, smiled, and said " you're a crazy man ".

Some meters ahead after they reached Bart's territory, the cortege slowly split up and each group went in its direction. Jamal and Volga rolled until they joined Garcia and her team at their hideout which was abandoned parking with five levels. They found them on the fifth level where they could observe almost the whole city and so Bart's mansion, Jamal supposed.

When they stopped, Jamal saw three men near a pickup busy polishing their guns, [ a good method to make up someone's mind and to get ready spiritually before a battle ] he conceded silently. They both got out of their vehicles and walked ahead. He passed near the small group and greeted them with a sign of the hand but he didn't want to approach them as he didn't want to distract them. Then, he reached the two people who were lying on the ground on their bellies, very closely next to each other, as if they were cold and were timidly trying to warm each other, they were whispering and laughing silently and times to times kissing each other, the perfect feature of lovers.

Volga coughed twice making them jump in surprise. " Ahem... Mr. Jamal, Captain Volga... I didn't notice that you were already here, " Garcia muttered, she turned and introduced her companion with an awkward gesture, " this is my Henry... I mean my husband, Henry ".

Jamal couldn't stop smiling, he gave his hand and saluted him, " nice to meet you " and the latter responded more impressed by him than embarrassed by the situation, " me too, I saw you earlier during the speech before we left ... you were very cool ".

" Thank you " he chuckled. He stepped ahead and looked straight toward the big mansion, and his face changed from a joyful smile to a serious expression, " if you're all ready we must go now. We don't have time to waste ". They all nodded and started to get on their rides. Volga was in her car when she asked, " do you have a plan to infiltrate his territory? "

" No need of plan we will just go straight and if anyone wants to stop us we will just kill him, " he started on his motorbike and rolled toward the exit while the others were following him. They left the parking and they went on rolling all along the streets toward the mansion at full speed without crossing into any outlaw.

When they arrived in front of the gate Jamal told them through the walkie-talkie, " I will take the principal entrance you go from behind. I already got an idea of where the other rat should be ".

" Wait! Will you not give us some directives for our part of the mission... I mean how should we proceed to evacuate everyone safely, " Henry asked a bit hesitant.

Jamal glanced firstly at Volga before he responded to him while pointing a finger at the woman, " if I remember well what Howard told me, she used to work for the S.W.A.T before, didn't you know? That's why I have chosen her to lead this mission, she will be more qualified than me or anyone else for this kind of mission ".

The guy looked surprised and at the same time shameful, he immediately tried to take the walkie-talkie and to apologize to Volga. " Never mind, it's not a problem. So now you all have trust in me, that will facilitate our job, " she said with a smile, " let's go, " she accelerated and broke the gate with her car while the others, except Jamal, followed her to the back of the house.

He accelerated, went up the stairs, and passed through the wooden door after breaking it with his motorbike. He rolled around, trying his best to make as much noise as he could with his motorbike and after he caught the attention of the enemies, who were inside and they started shooting at him, he turned around to go to the next level and to let the way clear for Volga's rescue team.

[ Garcia was right ] he thought while he was taking a look at the guys who were pursuing him on his back [ they are completely unable to fight ], they were slow and would fell on the ground every three or four steps and for those who could manage to hold their guns and fire, they couldn't reach him as they were too drunk to aim straight. But he didn't care anymore as all he wanted at that moment was to find Bart.

After rolling a bit around, he found what he was looking for, a big door leading to a vast hall [ the throne room ], as he expected. He entered in without any slight of discretion and stopped at the center of the room, immediately surrounded by many guards who were pointing at him their firearms. On the opposite side of the room, in front of Jamal, was one man sitting on what seemed to be his throne with many almost naked women at his feet and another standing beside him whom he directly identified.

" Ah great! Since the time I have heard about you I wanted to meet you, the so-called and feared Jamal " Bart said with a smirk.

" You see? I told you that he will come straight at you all alone. So, now, can you give me what you have promised? " Daphne begged him.

" I really hoped you would have stayed in the headquarter as I have told you, " Jamal said to her while looking at her with pity, " you leave me no other choices but to kill you too ".

" Silence! " Bart shouted, " you are in my domain and you speak only when I tell you to, " he said to him, then he said to Daphne, " you wait until I finish with this guy and then I will come to take care of you ".

" I have already given to you what you wanted, the only hope your enemies had to kill you, I won't still prostitute myself, " she complained.

" You will do as I say otherwise you will not get any more doses from me! " he replied coldly and she became quiet trying her best to not cross Jamal's eyes.

" You see? that's how you do to be obeyed by others. You ta..."

" Ah shut up already, " Jamal cut him in his speech with a bored tone, while his face was revealing his irritation, " I'm neither here to hear you waffling about how you're so more powerful than I am, nor to become your hand man in exchange of women and power, " he paused and stared at all the people who were surrounding him, " I came here to kill you and anyone who will dare stand in my way, so enough of useless talks and let's begin ".

Bart laughed hysterically, " do you realize that you're done like a rat? You have no way to escape, " but Jamal didn't react and stayed focused on his opponents " alright, it's your choice, " he finally declared before he gave the order to his men " kill him ".

But they were too slow, just before they started opening fire, Jamal accelerated, oriented his motorbike on the side, and rolled toward the group of enemies. He knocked them over and wrecked their formation. He was no more surrounded and when they tried to shoot him the bullets missed him and most of the time reached the enemy behind him. He continued rolling like that while devastating everything he could in that hall until the outlaws ran out of ammunition.

When he saw that only two of Bart's subordinates, Jamal drew his gun and shot them dead before he stopped his ride in front of the wooden door. He got off from his vehicle, His gun still in his left hand but now with a submachine gun in his right hand, and told Bart, triumphantly, " well it's my turn now, right? "

Only then, Bart began to real menace Jamal was representing. He was far more dangerous than he would have ever imagined. He began to panic and the view of him exultant at the idea that sooner he would kill him enhanced his fear, making his legs shaking uncontrollably. He jumped from his throne and screamed to his other soldiers who were on standby next to him as his close bodyguards, " don't stand there staring at him like idiots! Go kill him, go! Go! "

They ran desperately toward their enemy without knowing what they could do against his two fire weapons. And their fear was justified as it was impossible to get close to him, they couldn't even put 3 steps ahead before they got shot on. Jamal killed them one after another while walking slowly toward Bart, some of them thought it would be a good idea to pass by the sides away while hiding behind the pillars to take him from behind but Jamal's sight was sharp, he had already noticed them coming from far away and before they could even shorten the distance he killed them instantaneously.

He was standing at two meters before the eyes, full of fear, of the chief of the outlaws when he stopped shooting. Bart stared at all the dead bodies of his soldiers and lifted his sight on Jamal, hardly capable of articulating a single phrase, " how... can it be... possible " he tried to step back but he tripped and fell on his throne, " are you even a human? "

" Go ask the demons in hell what the fuck I am, " he responded him. Bart ran his sight around him crazed, looking for something he could use against him. Hanging on the wall, just above his throne, he found a long sword. He pulled it out and looked around him again before he grabbed Daphne by her hair and put the sword on her neck.

Jamal noticed, by the way, the sword was shaking in his hand, that it was difficult for him to hold it. " It seems like that thing is too heavy for you, " he provoked him, " want me to lend you a hand? "

" Shut the fuck up! Put your guns down if you don't want me to kill this bitch, " he said while he was tightening Daphne's neck so hard that she could barely breathe.

But it didn't impress Jamal, he looked at him still walking slowly toward them, " you can do it if you want, I wasn't intending to let her live anyway, by killing her you will diminish my work ".

" You're lying, I know you came to save everyone, she is a victim you won't let her die, so put down your weapons ".

" Do it, I don't mind, all I want is your head. I won't do anything for a mere junkie who didn't hesitate to sell my life and all those of her friends for just some few grams of whatever shit she is into, " he stepped ahead again, " do it if you want ".

They stared at each other for a few seconds. A few seconds of stress for Bart as he couldn't notice any sign of bluff from him. Understanding that it was no help, he cracked, pushed Daphne away before running toward Jamal, his sword high on the air ready to cut him off. A dumb and useless move, though. Jamal let go of his guns, grabbed his two hands which were holding the sword, turned around, and threw him away, making him rolling on the ground until he knocked his head on a wall.

He walked toward him, dragging the sword on the floor, creating rasping noises at each step he took while he was slowly approaching. Bart put his hand down to beg for his life but the one before him didn't care. He cut his hand off and stepped on the other one while letting the previous ruler of the castle screaming in pain with all his lungs. " No no no please don't do that. Please I'm begging you don't kill me. I promise I will do whatever you want, please please " tears were flowing off his eyes to go mix up with the snot dripping from his nose while he was begging for his life.

However, the man in front of him wasn't listening to him anymore. After all the horrible things he had done Jamal never intended to show him mercy. He looked straight into his eyes, " farewell Bart " and he cut his head off.

Then he sighed, turned around and he walked toward Daphne who was sitting on the ground stroking her neck. She looked up at him, " I guess it's useless to beg for my life too as you will kill me anyway, huh? " she said calmly.

" Yes, I've already warned Brad that I won't spare you if you disobey me and follow us, " he responded with no pity in his voice.

She chuckled, " it's funny, everyone out there sees you as a hero, I wonder what will happen if they come to see what a monster you are ".

" I've never called myself a hero and I have never told them to consider me as one, that is only on them, " he replied.

" You're right, " she paused " I know I don't have the right to ask you this favor but please... tell him that I loved him and I'm truly sorry for having ruined his life ".

" You will tell him yourself, " said a voice coming from behind them, at the door. They turned their heads and saw Volga walking toward them while trying her best to not step on the bodies laying on the floor and to not skid on their blood.

" What are you doing here? " Jamal asked directly when she reached them.

" We have already evacuated all the people who were held here and I've received a message from Don that they killed every single outlaw who was facing them so I came here to have a look at the situation and... I think I already got an idea what is going on, " she said while gazing down at Daphne, " this girl was the accomplice of Brad and they did all that they did because that guy turned her into a junkie, right? " she said while pointing to the head of Bart, on the floor.

" So it was you the one who was behind the door spying my conversation with Brad " he figured out.

" How could you notice me I didn't make any sound? "

He responded to her with a smile.

She coughed and continued, " anyway, it's just to say that you should spare her life. Brad and her are our townspeople, our traitors who caused the death of many of our friends, they are both our responsibilities, not yours. So please leave them to us and we will judge them in our own way ".

He stayed there gazing at her before he dropped his sword, " I don't mind. You're right, they are not my problem so I will leave them to you guys, " he walked toward his motorbike without forgetting to kick on Bart's head in his way, he turned around, " what are you both waiting for, let's go tell the others that war is finished and let's get back to the HQ ".

Volga put Daphne's arm on her shoulder while passing her arm around her waist to help her standing up. They went to squeeze themselves on Jamal's motorbike and the three of them left the mansion to go join the others in their euphoria and they headed back all joyful singing some victorious songs.