'Halter's Base'

The two brothers got down the height of the Century-old Wall, contesting who can set his feet on the ground first.

"I'm first!", Niloy exclaimed; as soon as his boots touched the muddy ground.

"You sure?", Raiden's voice came in answer.

Niloy moved towards where his eyes expected Raiden to be; towards the wall.

"I'm here, Idiot!", Raiden stroked Niloy's head; with a chuckle.

Raiden was first to got down; Niloy just didn't noticed him get down as he thought he moved past Raiden on the half-way down the wall.

"F*ck! You are fast.", He said; in a voice mixed with shock.

"I am fast. Eh?", Raiden continued with a chuckle- "Perks of being your senior in Base raiding; I will blame."

Niloy's face turned colourless having faced with a proper intimidation.

He knew his pros and cons, and his sworn brother's too.

"I am jokin', Hopeless man. Don't you dare think that, I am saying this to sway you out of my business.", Raiden said; as he saw the changing expressions on his companion's face.

In his mind, He was fighting a War with his own character- one seeking help from Niloy, and one telling him to keep Niloy out of this blood-bussiness.

Nevertheless, He knew even if he gets Niloy out of this, Niloy's arrogant curiousity with make him end up with far more terrible consequences, than when he is accompanied by him.

"Your Business? Nah, It's Our business."

Niloy remarked; winding the Grappling strings back into his bag.

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The two moved through the rough terrain, walking past the wall, hiding beneath the rubbles of the ruins and concrete- where they can concieve of a gaurdpost.

Two reached the Dam soon, that seemed to had no means of flushing down the water of Hooghly, at least in the winters- No.

"There-", Raiden pointed towards a concrete build up downstream.

"It's Erbin's base. He is the Boss to the Wall's South.", stated Niloy.

"Yeah, You are well-informed. We need his help to get down to the place we want to reach. He has got some subs. You got any Credits on you?", asked Raiden.

"...Ah- Three and a half. I don't think that's enough.", answered Niloy.

"Three and a half? Looks like you are spending too much all this while."

"Hey! Your treatment takes credits!"

"I thought it was on Lisa's behalf!", Raiden looked towards Niloy in reaction.

"I mean it was on Lisa, but she didn't spent anything on your drugs...", Niloy answered; clearing off the dirt on his collars.

"So I was in a delusion all this while, it seems?", Raiden exclaimed, in a bit of a laughter.

"You are always in delusion, poor guy!"

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The two closed in near the concrete structure, a pile of rubble it seemed to be, that one may never think that anyone can live under it.

At least, none can expect a boss of the ruinlands beyond the walls to live here.

Raiden and Niloy slowly came close to an opening on the rubbles, which were kept intentionally such that they hid and covered a Bunker's entrance under them.

Raiden and Nitro entered the opening, and walking through the congested rubbled-up corridor; reached a rusty door with no or little integrity on it.

"Ah...They have hid it so much like it seems professionally done enough to me.", Raiden chuckled; pushing the rusty door slowly to open it.

"Here we are. Another door now.", Niloy exclaimed as he knew the main door was beyond this rusty door.

The two moved forward through the rusty door, and walked their ways through several thatched corridors until they reached a straight corridor with a person sitting alone, whiffing off a cigarette.

"Bayheart?", Niloy exclaimed as he seemed to have to know the person.

The person looked up towards Niloy, and with less than a moment passed- his expressionless face covered in hood filled with familiarity.

"Heyyooo! Nitro! What are ye doin' down 'ere?", He said; taking down his hood, exposing his half-bald head.

"Fine as you seem. Old Pal!", Niloy took out a cigarette from his pockets- "We want to meet Halter, Is he in here?"

Niloy slowly handed the cigarette to Bayheart.

"Ah...this stuff is Redcloak, You got some fine stuff in your pockets. For Halter if you came down here- He is in here.", Bayheart exclaimed; sniffing the cigarette from it's head to bottom.

"Shall we go in, then?", Niloy said in a pursuasive voice.

"You sure can- You can-", Bayheart replied; clicking a button behind his back on the wall.

With a screeching sound, the lock on the door before the three opened, and the door slided free to be opened.

Niloy pushed the door, and went in.

But, as Raiden tried following his lead- A hand stopped him on his back.

It was Bayheart.

"Wait a second, My Pal's Pal- No guns allowed in there."

He said, making a face enough creepy to be freaked out.

More to the lines on his forehead, it was more creepy than hell.

"Ah...We forgot, Bayheart! Here's Mine.", Niloy took out his gun, and gestured Raiden to do the same.

"Are you sure...eh?", Raiden said; showing his unwillingness.

"Eh...My Pal, It's really the case 'ere- No one is allowed to bring in those stuff inside; Even that Redcloak and your Friend Niloy can't sway me in that-", Bayheart said; taking the gun from Niloy, and putting it's safety on.

"Dang it!", Raiden unwillingly took out his gun, and handing it to Bayheart started going in.

"Hey Pal! Sorry for this again; But don't you think you have another gun under your jacket?", He said; smirking at Raiden.

"Do you have X-ray vision or somethin'?", Raiden chuckled; in amazement and unwillingness handing out the second gun kept under his jacket.

"You two are good to go. Meet you two at the return.", He said; putting the three guns in a box next to where he sat earlier.

Raiden sighed, and the two went in through the door- The door that shut down, just as they entered the place.