burning templation

The noise of the propellers put the whole body on alert. 72 hours without sleep. 72 hours late. The damn phone call had taken away any shred of peace and all The next few hours were an ordeal to fnd Hannah. one was needed tactical team and a plan to invade the place, and it took a long time to get those two things. Damn 72 hours late. Staring at me in the refection of the helicopter window as the damn fight it didn't end, I saw anger overfowing from my pores. I was mad at Hannah, with the son of a bitch who used her and was mad at myself. THE sepulchral silence from the rest of the team refected my mood, perhaps in agreement with the critical situation we were experiencing. He needed to be alert, more than ever. - Ten minutes to landing. - It was Wolf's voice on the communicator. Everyone started reviewing their equipment and I felt more confdent. about our next few minutes here. All came to the call, highly accurate and lethal, the ideal group for what would be faced next. "Don't forget I want him alive," I yelled over the noise of the propellers. as we approached the ground. Everyone nodded, continuing to make preparations. I could smell the bastard's blood, flling me with anticipation to kill the bastard and bring Hannah back. - We'll leave it especially for you, Red Hawk. The helicopter landed in the clearing a few minutes later and we all did our way out. The night made the forest even more dense and humid. - Warlock, stay on the plane - he said to the pilot - We'll arrive to the asshole compound in half an hour, keep distracting the radars and come get us. - Why the hell are you going over this with me? - You know why.

- Bring her back Hawk, I'll keep in line. – Warlock me glared brutally - Send that piece of shit straight to the hell. I jumped out of the helicopter right after Warlock's last words. In foor, the team already had rifes drawn and night vision goggles in the face. - Murphy, watch our backs. Ryle, follow with two more to the east, go faster and be the distraction for our entrance. Without waiting for an answer, I started running through the dense forest with more three of the men. Anger was potent fuel, like a rife burning in my arms and the thirst for revenge radiating through every pore of your skin. With each new step, I could feel the adrenaline rising in my body. That would be over for the night and then I could go back to sleep and take care of Hannah. "Ryle to Red Hawk, over." Ryle's sharp voice squeaked into my ear. heard. - Red Hawk on the wire. - Hawk, we are fve hundred meters from the complex. Something is wrong. - What's wrong? - It's all very quiet, apparently there's no one outside and few lights are on. - Fall back, wait for my arrival from the north. Something was wrong. Her terse breathing was altered by the ache at the back of her neck. He no he had liked what he had heard. There was something wrong. That place it would never be without massive supervision. Hannah. She may have been transferred. No, he wouldn't have taken that long for a safe lane for nothing. Running to the encounter, he slows down the steps next to the men when he kills her indicated the end of the trail. Looking around, I looked for a spot to observe the distance what was happening. Minutes later, on top of a tree, the complex was visible, with few lights on and only two cars from the outside. Something was wrong. - Red Hawk to Ryle, what's your situation? - We're still watching Hawk. No movement so far.