Chapter 270: Hot Pursuit
With a gilded 1911 in one hand, and his other latched onto Nina’s wrist, Alex led the young woman through the halls of her school. Terrifying everyone who witnessed their desperate attempt to escape and encircled position.
Soon enough, it became clear to Alex that his worst fears had been realized. The CIA’s death squad, which was dispatched to get rid of a pesky little rat which had infiltrated their systems, was soon given new orders.
Alex had revealed himself in a vulnerable position, and now their orders were to eliminate the two of them at any cost. Because of this, Alex frequently returned fire with those operators who shot at him. Killing them in the process with a level of precision that was unexpected by the enemy.
It was not long before Alex’s gun ran dry. He only carried three magazines on him, which was normally fine for concealed carry when one was carrying a more modern and practical firearm, like, say, a Glock 19. Whose magazines were quite literally over twice the capacity of the 1911s.
But Alex was carrying his gilded gun, which was more of a status symbol than a practical combat weapon. Because of this, in his three magazines, he only had 24 rounds. Meaning that he ran out very quickly.
Luckily for him, as mentioned before, he was very precise with his shots. And was thus able to scavenge one of the guns from the operators he had killed. Where he immediately began to open fire on the enemy, while pushing Nina behind cover.
While laying down some suppressive fire on the position of three CIA operatives, Alex was hit by one of their bullets, not in any fatal or immobilizing position, but in the shoulder. The m855a1 5.56×45 projectile pierced straight through Alex’s flesh and passed through the other side without causing any significant damage to his bone structure.
It was a miracle that of all the places Alex could be shot, this was the one. But regardless, Alex did not let the pain stop him from continuing his assault. Instead, he aligned the dot in his newly scavenged weapons’ holographic sight perfectly onto the opponent’s forehead, where he squeezed the trigger. Sending the same exact kind of projectile that he had been hit with, down range and into the opponent’s skull, blasting it apart, and killing the man on the spot.
As Alex ducked beneath gunfire, while ensuring the girl’s safety, he shouted at Nina to help him out.
“Nina I need you to reach into my pocket, and send a message to La Madre. Text her my coordinates, and tell her I’m under attack. She will take care of the rest. Do it now!”
Through glasses which had been fogged by her tears, Nina somehow managed to muster the courage which Alex required of her. Reaching into the man’s pocket and grabbing his phone, all while he fired another burst of shots at the enemy.
While Alex was reloading his magazine, with one he found nearby on another corpse. Nina texted the message. Where she immediately told Alex she had done so.
“Okay, I sent the message, what now?”
Alex immediately slung his rifle where he then surprised the girl by picking her up and proceeded to jump out the second-story window.
“Now we jump! and pray for our lives!”
After saying this, Alex jumped straight out the window, with the girl shielded in his arms, falling from the second story, and hitting the branches of a tree below, which broke his and her fall. Alex hit the ground in a way that absorbed the impact, protecting Nina from any serious damage, as he rolled across the grass and down towards the parking lot.
once the two of them had recovered from the sudden and violent landing, Nina found that Alex was covered in cuts from the glass, and had several bullet holes across his body, in non-life threatening areas.
He also appeared to be bruised all over from the fall damage he had received. Yet the man, surprisingly, was still capable of standing, where he managed to reach out his hand and grab hold of Nina’s wrist, before dragging her to the parking lot.
With a sense of urgency in his tone he rushed the girl into the driver’s seat of his truck, while handing her his keys, where he then climbed into the bed of the pickup, and lied down, preparing for another engagement with the enemy while telling Nina to drive off.
“Get us out of here! Don’t worry about traffic signals, just fucking go right now!”
Nina had never imagined herself to be in such an action packed scene in her entire life, nor did she understand where the strength to do what was necessary to survive had come from. But she turned the keys in the ignition and backed out of the college’s parking lot, while driving off into the city like an absolute mad woman, heading north in the direction of the nearest Los Zetas compound, hoping they might be able to fight off the CIA Death Squad.
But would the CIA let the two of them escape so easily? Not at all, in fact an AH-6 little bird helicopter immediately began to pursue the two of them, while the operators within it opened fire on them, completely disregarding the collateral damage they might cause by opening fire on a truck speeding away on a civilian highway.
The pursuit was on, and all Alex could do was return fire, hoping Nina got the two of them to safety before they were killed by their attackers. Meanwhile, La Madre immediately responded to this attack by sending Sicarios armed to the teeth with modern weapons, including Anti Air weapons such as Stinger missiles, and Anti-Tank weapons such as MAAWS launchers.