Chapter 80 - Execution

Jack, Valmet and Coco entered their bedroom.

— You will stay here. Jack said quickly, striding to the door

— Have you already become a commander? Coco said playfully, falling on the sofa

Jack froze and turned to her with a slightly embarrassed look—No. It just seems to me that it's better for you to stay here so that Valmet can protect you.

— You're cute when you're embarrassed. Coco squinted like a fox

— "Why is she...?" — Jack thought with alarm and incomprehension, looking at the girl's smile — "Lam has already been wounded... the killers are storming the hotel to kill her, so why..."

The guy looked at Valmet and saw what he expected.

The woman was the most serious.

A tense pose, a sharp look that did not come down from the only door to the corridor.

— Valmet, I think you'd better go with Jack. — I pushed back Coco's hair — I don't want him to die. Keep an eye on him.

Valmet got nervous.

She's Coco's security guard, and even though they're already close enough with Jack, but leaving Coco?

Only over her dead body.

— It is excluded. — Jack said quickly, so as not to embarrass Valmet with the choice — She is your guard, like the others. Their job is to ensure your safety, not mine. And yes, maybe I'm not a commander, but you're not my boss either. — he frowned, looking at Coco's surprised face

Coco raised her eyebrows—Someone is showing fangs.

— Nothing like that. Jack turned away and walked quickly to the door

— Jack. — Coco frowned — Don't even think about dying playing the hero. We fight carefully and never suffer losses. That's our rule.

— I'll try.

...

Leaving the room, Jack walked briskly to the stairs.

The elevator was blocked, and it's too dangerous to go down on it now.

Suddenly, he heard rapid footsteps coming down the corridor to his right.

Standing at the ready, Jack walked slowly and noiselessly to the corner and began to listen.

The footsteps are heavy, though as muffled as possible.

Measured, but rather loud breathing.

Three pairs of legs belonged, most likely, to men equipped in full uniform.

More recently, to be more precise, at the last training session, Revi shared the secret of her shooting with two hands.

It's not a secret, but it's all about perception.

As she said, people are not targets and not the banks they shoot at.

People are much more massive and easier to hit, let them move.

In order to hit such from ten or even twenty meters, you don't even need to aim particularly.

You just need to know their location.

You're not going to shoot one round at a time, like in a shooting gallery.

Therefore, Revie relied on hearing and dispersed vision, paying special attention to the side view.

It can be said that she mostly conducted suppressive fire, but with her talent, training and mentoring of Chan Vaisan, a good friend who helped the girl get to her feet, it turned into a fire to kill with two pistols.

"Lam couldn't let them through, and they couldn't eliminate him... so fast..."— Jack thought with a squint and coldness, pulling out the second pistol borrowed from Jessica from his belt

Type - 80

A magazine for twenty rounds, and the guy didn't have more loaded magazines, as well as cartridges of a similar caliber.

Standing at the ready with two pistols, Jack quietly exhaled and inhaled, waiting for the enemy.

Second.

Two.

Three...

The footsteps around the corner, down the corridor, slowed down, and Jack tensed.

My heart was pounding fast.

Adrenaline coursed madly through his veins.

The guy began to struggle with himself, or rather with trembling fingers on the triggers that were trying to shoot themselves.

Suddenly, from around every corner, a man's head in black balaclavas poked out.

One checked the corridor from the right, the other from the left.

The one who checked from the left experienced a strong fright, since the last thing he saw in this life was a tall guy with two pistols and a frightening shining look of honey eyes.

A simultaneous shot from two pistols rang out.

The mercenary's head, which was looking directly at him, fell back.

Jack hit the second one, but weakly, on a tangent, so he quickly fired a second shot and hit the head this time, right in the back of the head.

But there was still a third and he might have time to react, since he was most likely standing in the corridor, behind.

And Jack decided to do what actors usually did in action movies and Revs.

He quickly ducked and jumped forward, looking into the corridor with the supposed enemy.

Thus, he 'left' on the left side, shooting in advance with two pistols.

The corpse of the first mercenary covered Jack's appearance a little, but even so, the mercenary was taken by surprise, and he fired a submachine gun at the level of the body and head, when it was necessary to shoot at the level of the legs.

Four of the six bullets fired by Jack hit directly into the body and the man was led away.

Jack, lying on his side, continued to shoot, as he saw bulletproof vests on their bodies.

Six more shots from two hands, but much more aimed.

The distance is negligible, no more than two meters, so all the bullets fell on the body of the militant.

One bullet hit right in the eye, and the mercenary simply slid down the wall to the floor.

He was a trained mercenary.

This was far from his first assignment, but such actions on Jack's part took him by surprise.

No one will fly out like that at an opponent waiting for you.

This is life, not a movie.

This could only be done by idiots or madmen who are not afraid of death, for whom what is happening is just a game with an increased stake in the form of death.

- "Cool, you can't say anything." — to his own applause, O'Dim said

Jack, breathing quickly, got up and walked down the corridor to confirm the absence of other enemies and find out how they got here.

And thus, he found out that three militants got here by the fire escape.

There were no more opponents, he approached the corpses and removed two HK MP - 5 submachine guns.

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A few grenades, a couple of flash-bangs and a dozen full magazines with cartridges.

Jack took the unloading off the corpse, with all these things, and threw it on himself.

Among other things, he took two HK USP pistols from the corpses to replace his Type - 80 and Browning High-Power.

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Suddenly, he heard a door open, and this door was definitely not from Coco's room.

Jack picked up a submachine gun and although he had not fired it before, the mechanics were clear.

The muzzle of an automatic rifle appeared from behind the open wooden door, and Jack fired a burst at the door itself.

— Oh, fuck!.. — it was heard from behind the door and the muzzle of the machine gun quickly went back into the room, as did the alleged enemy

Gunther remarked with a slight smile, "Listen, you didn't see that voice... familiar?"

Jack froze and after a few seconds his eyes opened wide — Wil is that you!?

— Jack?! a shocked male voice rang out, and then a surprised dark—skinned man with earrings in his ear appeared from behind the door

That's right, the person in charge of the explosives in Coco's team was almost shot...

— Well, you give. — said Wil, coming out and scratching his head — And they also say, 'there is no friendly fire.'

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— Yes, I forgot that you are here too! — Jack answered in a panic from the realization that he almost shot Will

— Ha-ha-ha, it happens.

— What happens!? Jack grabbed his head

— Well, this is not uncommon. — shrugged Wil — Are you them? — Wil looked with surprise at the dead trio

- yes. — the guy nodded — They went up the fire escape.

— I see. Wil squinted and adjusted the C-4 bundle with detonators on his right leg— I heard Lam was pinched. Let's do this, I'll go down the 'fire' to the second floor, and you go through the stairs. If you hear an explosion, come in and put everyone down.

— good. Jack nodded and walked towards the stairs

"Be careful, Jack. There are two fire escapes. Wil said finally, adjusting his glasses

...

Jack was already at the stairs when he heard a strong thud from the left.

Turning around, he realized that there was a locker room and a shower room behind this door...

— "Chiquita!" — Jack shouted mentally and flew into the locker room

The first thing he saw were three mercenaries lying on the floor.

Then his gaze fell on Chiquita.

The woman was naked and still wet after a shower.

She was standing with one hand holding the mercenary by the neck against the wall, lifting him up, and with the other hand she was aiming a captured pistol at Jack.

She also looked at him, so he did not receive 'friendly fire', despite his sharp flight into the locker room.

— Oh, don't scare me like that. — Chiquita grinned and turned her gaze to the mercenary who was fluttering in her hand — Just don't be jealous, Jack, but a pack of boys decided to spy on a mature woman, but everything is over.

Jack sighed and looked at the people lying down— Alive?

- yes. Chiquita nodded.

— good... — after a little thought, Jack replied — I myself.

After saying that, he went to the mercenaries unconscious.

— Are you sure? Chiquita squinted with a little concern

- yes. I need to get used to taking lives. Otherwise, hesitating, I may lose this life already. Jack said calmly, but it wasn't true

He just wanted to get evil points.

They will be eliminated anyway, so at least let them benefit him.

*shot* *shot* *shot*

Three shots, three control shots to the head.

Chiquita smiled coldly in the face of the last mercenary who watched all this with horror — There is another one, but conscious. It's not exactly the same thing you did. It will be an execution.

With these words, Chiquita forcefully hit the mercenary once more against the wall and let go.

The man fell to the fifth point.

His head was spinning, and there were dark circles in front of his eyes.

— Do you think you can? Chiquita turned to Jack

The guy silently pointed a submachine gun and quickly shot the gunman in the head.

There was no point in delaying death, because waiting for death is thousands of times worse than instant death.

— Not bad. — Chiquita nodded and hit Jack on the back a couple of times encouragingly — This is our world. Kill or be killed. Of course, we could have captured him, but no one was going to capture us, right?

- yes. — sighing, Jack swallowed saliva — I'm going to help Lam and Wil.

Chiquita nodded — I'll get dressed quickly and come over.

In response, Jack quickly nodded and left the locker room, went on a run.

On the way to the stairs, he opened the status.

The System of Evil

Specifications

Strength - [12]

240↑

Agility - [14]

280↑

Survivability - [10]

200↑

Perception - [15]

300↑

Mind - [16]

320↑

Will - [17]

340↑

Libido - [23]

460↑

Evil Points - [906]

Tasks

"Sweet Revenge"

Goal: Kill Qian Dongei

Reward: Increase of the "Survivability" trait by three units

"Dragon Fighter"

Objective: The destruction of the Dongfang Long Triad on the territory of Ruanapur

Reward: Modifier [Concentration - Level 1]

Modifiers

Unshakable Mind - [Ur - MAX]

The Devil's Body - [Ur - MAX]

Polyglot - [Ur - 1] [500↑]

Body Control - [Ur - 2] [5000↑]

Velvet Leather - [Ur - MAX]

Belial's Eyes - [Ur - 1] [5000↑]

Jack's eyes widened—"What?!"

- "Surprised?" — Gunther tilted his head sideways with a satisfied smile

- "W-how?!"

— "Well, you still remember that there are different rewards for evil, neutral and kind people?"

- "Yes, but!.."

"The assassinated mercenaries were neutral. And you killed three of them when they were defenseless, and executed one altogether."

Jack continued to run silently to the stairs.

- "You ask why neutral? Well, because these guys serve the community. This private mercenary group eliminated terrorists, criminals and... arms dealers. It's time to understand that Revi, Balalaika and Coco are "bad girls" and you are clearly turning into a "bad boy" with them."

Jack clenched his jaw—"Fuck!" — he swore and quickly raised the "Perception" by two values, giving six hundred and twenty points of evil, and raised the remaining two hundred and eighty-six points "Agility'

There was simply no time to philosophize and lower your nose.

A warm mythical energy spread through the body.

Jack felt all his senses become more sensitive.

Dynamic vision has improved.

The range of vision and the speed of focusing the gaze has increased.

The reaction speed has increased.

The sensitivity of hearing has increased.

The 'survivability' of the organs of perception has increased.

The feeling of balance, cold and warmth - intensified.

Reflexes - sharpened.

Jack was raising this characteristic for the first time, so the effect was very noticeable.

In conjunction with the increase 'Agility', this effect was even stronger, and thanks to the previously increased 'The mind', the body was ready to use all this improved arsenal one hundred percent.

Already walking up the stairs, Jack was a little stunned by Wil's performance.

*EXPLOSION*