Bravo Oscar Whiskey
The front desk employee stood up and bent on a 45-degree angle bow to greet her boss, "Have a nice day, Sir Lucas."
"Mmm. You don't need to bow next time," he ordered as he leisurely walked out of the office - his car keychain spun on his pointy finger.
To say that Lucas was in a hurry is an understatement. He drove to the capital's harbor in under 5 minutes. His pickup truck rampaged on the road and collected dust enough for kids to scribble on it.
The guard raised his arm to slow down his pickup truck but when the guard saw who the driver was, he gave him a salute instead and raised the metal beam for the pickup truck to pass through.
Lucas sent a two-finger salute to the guard who manned the gate and found his way towards the control tower's building in no time.
A man in a navy working uniform on the second floor saw his pickup truck approach the building. He stood up in haste and spilled coffee on his pants. "Double sh*t. Why is the Emperor of Destruction here so early in the morning?" he said to himself while he dabbed his soiled pants with tissue then continued to march towards the building's entrance to receive his death, no, his guest.
"Kiro, call in the control tower at the Olympic Village to check on the status of the delegates," Lucas commanded right away. Who would believe that in front of high society, the man before him was known as a shy and timid boy?
Tch!
The naval officer named Kiro sneered and could not help but complain in his thoughts.
'So, it was about the sister.' He heard that Chinshih-Pirate was sent on a mission on that ship. If that girl wasn't his half-sister, she would be long dead by now after all the mess she made when the siblings first met.
"Follow me." Kiro waved his hand and pointed towards the stairs. They marched to the control tower room that overlooked the vast ocean of the country.
The Capital's Harbor is the only point of entry by sea. It worked to their advantage too, as the government can control the millions of shipments that they receive daily.
When they got inside the office, Kiro grabbed the heavy black walkie-talkie beside the long-range radio transmitter. He adjusted the frequency to the Olympic Village channel and when the white noise was clear, he pressed the push-to-talk (PTT) button to send a message.
*TSSSSSSK*
"Alpha Romeo Oscar, Alpha Romeo Oscar, this is Bravo Oscar Whiskey. Come in, over."
*TSSSSSSK*
The two men glanced at each other as they waited for a reply. Kiro pressed the talk button again then said…
*TSSSSSSK*
"Alpha Romeo Oscar, Alpha Romeo Oscar, this is Bravo Oscar Whiskey. Come in, over."
*TSSSSSSK*
Lucas impatiently tapped the table. Kiro smirked on the uneasiness of his supposedly maniac boss. Lucas closed his eyes and let out a breath. It was time for Kiro to call out again when they heard a reply.
*TSSSSSSK*
"Bravo Oscar Whiskey, this is Alpha Romeo Oscar. Go ahead, over."
*TSSSSSSK*
Lucas and Kiro let out a collective sigh of relief. They were both tensed; the former was tensed because of the intel he received, while the latter, because of the presence of the destructive person beside him.
Lucas nudged Kiro and urged him to ask for the status of the ship.
Kiro pressed the PTT button again then asked, "Package delivered? Over."
The officer on the other end sent a thumbs up and rotated his index finger at the crew below - a signal for the harbor crew to start with the standard operations procedure.
Not far away, the capital's ship that carried the delegates for the Junior Summer Olympics blew its horn - a signal for their arrival.
The crew on the Olympic Village Harbor pushed what seemed to be a rusted staircase - a gangway that would be connected to the ship once it docked and anchored.
*TSSSSSSK*
"Negative. Still en route, about to dock. Package arrives in 5 oh sh*t!"
*TSSSSSSK*
A loud sound registered in the long-range radio transmitter walkie-talkie before the transmission was abruptly cut-off.
Lucas and Kiro looked at each other with knitted brows but only the crunchy white noise from the long-range radio transmitter walkie-talkie lingered in the Capital Harbor control room.
Edited by Swaning