Chapter 412
Chapter 412
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 412
Chapter Title: Mr. S
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In the original movie, the protagonist rolls around desperately to uncover one of Red Eye's secret bases in Canada.
However, I'd seen the movie once and skipped all that hardship by getting the info outright. It was a kind of spoiler, but no problem there.
Jenna and I examined the lab through binoculars. From the outside, it just looked like an ordinary research facility. There weren't many guards, and they really were producing beverages there.
"......To think a facility this large is all a front."
"It looks like a beverage company's lab on the surface, but in reality, it's where they grow poppies and make heroin."
Jenna set down the binoculars and asked me,
"What do we do? This is too big for just the two of us. We need backup from HQ."
"If HQ finds out, Coat will too. Then Coat will interfere, and Red Eye......will abandon the lab and vanish. We can't let go of their tail after finally grabbing it."
"S. If you're right, there's even an underground space there.... Can we really pull this off?"
"Of course we can. We're America's top agents, aren't we?"
I flashed a confident grin, and Jenna smirked.
"Right. We're the best agents. But......why are you so obsessed with Red Eye? I get it for me—personal revenge—but you don't have any grudge against them."
"If we leave Red Eye's boss alone, world peace is in danger. We can't just let him be."
"I never knew you were this devoted to world peace."
"I never said it? That my reason for being an agent is world peace."
We planned our operation and put it into action the next day.
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A truck entered the Regipult Beverage Lab in Canada periodically. The workers couldn't go without food, so food trucks came and went at least three times a week.
Jenna and I hid in the back of the food truck. We'd crammed ourselves into the food boxes. Unfortunately, it was the freezer, so even with our clothes on, it was freezing.
Jenna shivered, her lips trembling uncontrollably from the cold.
I grabbed her shoulders with both hands and pulled her into my arms.
"S! What the hell?"
"We need to preserve some body heat. We'll freeze to death like this. Got another idea?"
"......"
Jenna had no better option. She hesitated, then hugged me back.
The only regrettable part was our clothes. And I had to keep my dick from getting hard.
"...J. Don't forget our mission. Even if you see some filthy scene that's hard to stomach, hold it together. Gathering intel is our top priority. Especially on Red Eye's boss!"
"I know."
To mobilize HQ, we needed solid intel and evidence. Our goal was to collect as much data as possible.
Finally, the truck stopped.
Jenna and I clamped our mouths shut and held our breath in the boxes.
Thud!
The freezer door opened.
"Damn it. Can't anyone help? Why do I have to move all this alone? Fuck."
The cursing man started hauling the food boxes out one by one. There were dozens, but he was surprisingly diligent. I might have to knock him out.
Thump thump.
I felt Jenna's heartbeat pounding against me. I stroked her shoulder to calm her.
A few minutes later, the man's footsteps stopped coming back to the freezer.
I moved first. I slipped out of the box and cautiously peeked outside. One guy was leaning against the truck, smoking.
I motioned behind me. We finally escaped the freezer and began our move.
We slipped into the kitchen unnoticed. There were CCTVs, but we stuck to blind spots.
The kitchen was chaos with cooks rushing around.
"Where are the eggs! Eggs!"
"Forget it, prep the bread first! Bread!"
"Move it! Dinner hell's coming!"
"Newbie! You planning to peel potatoes till quitting time? Faster!"
We deftly navigated the warzone kitchen. We exchanged sighs of relief. So far, perfect. Our lips curled into smiles. I raised my hand, and she high-fived it quietly.
"J. We split up here. If something pops up or it gets dangerous, radio immediately. I'll come running to save you."
"Won't need it. See you back in the kitchen later."
Jenna dashed off quietly. Once her back vanished, I pulled a silenced pistol from my inventory and reentered the kitchen.
A running man spotted me and yelled,
"Who the hell are you! Two hours till dinner! Here for drinks? No sharing—get lost!"
"You can yell like that? Don't you see what's in my hand?"
"Fucking punk! Think you're the only one armed? You don't have the balls to shoo—gahk!"
I shot him in the throat and entered, picking off the other cooks.
'Killing them early makes escape easier later.'
I killed the truck driver too.
I strolled leisurely through the lab.
"Who are you!"
If I ran into anyone, I fired without hesitation. Around forty dead, and I reached my target.
The door was sealed tight. Needed a code and fingerprint.
'No need for hacking.'
A mana-charged roundhouse kick shattered the steel door.
'Heh. Right place.'
Inside was an indoor poppy farm. I snapped evidence photos first, then stored all the poppies in my inventory. They'd fetch cash someday. Killed anyone who appeared.
On the other side were machines for processing pills.
'That'll be there too.'
I smashed the warehouse door at the back.
Piles of heroin powder—at least twenty tons. And about three hundred small glass vials of green liquid.
I took it all.
'This the promoter. Quest reward was lame—just one vial.... Heh heh.'
Hevil's promoter.
The plant growth promoter made by Hevil, Red Eye's boss.
How amazing? Plant a seed, drip this on, and it fully grows and fruits in one minute. One drop affects roughly ten square meters.
'Can't leave treasures like this. Movie showed three or four poppy farms... Gotta grab 'em all.'
Plundering was thrilling. Not as much as sex, though.
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Jenna entered a room in the lab's basement and clamped her hands over her mouth. Naked men were inside test tubes.
Modified humans, no doubt.
Jenna took evidence photos first. Then approached the nearby computer. It was on, full of research data. She plugged in her prepared USB and copied it.
"Huh? Why's the door open? Anyone here?"
A glasses-wearing man in a white coat entered, scanning slowly.
Jenna bit her lip and hid behind a test tube. No other exits or hiding spots. If the researcher came closer, she'd be caught.
Jenna quietly drew her gun from her waist. If needed, kill and run.
Step step.
As the researcher neared, dozens of armed assault rifle men rushed outside.
The researcher turned.
"What's going on!? Attackers?"
"Yes. Dozens dead upstairs already. Prepare for worst case."
"Worst case? Who's attacking? Special forces?"
"Just one."
"One? You joking? Prep for worst over one guy?!"
"He's no ordinary man."
"...Where is he?"
"Believed to be in the farm now."
"Farm? Oh no! The promoter can't leak out! Move!"
The researcher and men rushed off.
Jenna sighed in relief. Luck saved her.
The moment she stood—
"Gasp!"
She locked eyes with a naked man in a tube. Red eyes. Proof of modification.
He bared his teeth madly. Soundless in the tube. Then he punched the glass.
At first, it just shook. Soon, cracks formed.
Shocked, she looked around. Other tubes' men glared murderously, pounding their glass.
Jenna yanked the USB. Only 70% copied, but staying meant death by mod-humans.
She bolted down the hall.
Crash! Tube shattering behind. She glanced back—face paling. Over twenty mod-humans with glowing red eyes chased at high speed.
"Damn bitch! I'll kill you!"
"Trying to ruin our plans? Unforgivable!"
Jenna fired her silenced pistol. Several mod-humans tumbled. But they got right up. Unless heart or brain, they didn't die instantly.
"Stop!"
Jenna pressed her earpiece radio.
"S! Emergency! Dozens of mod-humans chasing me. Any ideas?!"
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Splat.
A red-eyed mod-human's head exploded from my punch.
I scanned around slowly. Bodies riddled with bullets or my fists littered the area. I'd killed all who charged.
Static.
-S! Emergency! Dozens of mod-humans chasing me. Any ideas?!
About to ask location— she rounded the corner. Brown hair whipping as she ran for her life, lips bitten.
Over twenty mod-humans after her. Gap closing; nearest reached for her hair.
'Fucking bastards. Touching my woman.'
I aimed my pistol and fired. Bullet hole in the forehead of the one right behind her. Then swept the others.
"S!!!"
"Popular girl, J."
"Joking now?!"
Click click.
Out of ammo. Tossed the pistol, kicked up a nearby rifle.
"Duck, J."
Jenna ducked. Gun muzzle flashed repeatedly. Killed all her pursuers.
"Haa. Haa.... Things went sideways. Now what?"
"It's fine. Got almost all the data. Just escape now."
Hacked it all.
"Really? But it seemed worse than thought... What happened?"
"Started with me causing a fight, but they turned on each other. Mod-humans go berserk easily."
I lied smoothly, grabbed her arm citing danger, and we leisurely escaped in the freezer truck.
In the passenger seat, she finally relaxed after an hour, leaning back.
"Haa. Missions like this aren't my specialty......"
"You did great."
"Great? You got the data."
"And you got the mod-human files. Could be more important."
"...Only 70%."
"Enough for evidence."
We reached a rundown rest stop. No other cars; sunset in the sky.
"......"
"......"
Jenna and I stared silently. Mood shifted instantly. Missing this would be stupid.
I reached out, cupped her face. She didn't pull away. I leaned in; she closed her eyes. Lips met; she gripped my shoulder.
"Hah.... Smack."
We kissed like we wanted to devour each other.