It was late in the night, darkness had blanketed the earth surface, the howling of an owl could be heard from a distance.
pat! pat! pat!
the raindrops fell on the corrugated iron sheets of Karen neighborhood in Nairobi.
Four shadows moved steadily and stealthily like tigers on the hunt.No sounds were made. they synchronized their movements expertly
These were members of the Secret Intelligence Service (SIS) a group of highly trained mercinaries of the government who are usually deployed on high covert government missions.
The SIS has been divided into different wings
the wing right now deployed is known as Black Hand Assassin's under General Erick Nur code name Gen. Black. Officially this is a ghost group not found in any government files.
Today the Black Hand Assassin's have been send to eliminate a highly profile senior officer and also a business tycoon who has been confirmed to be funding a militia group from Somalia known as Al-shabab. He is also accused of instigating and funding an illegal movement at the Coast Province of Kenya pushing for the independence of the Coastal region from Kenya. The movement known as 'Mombasa Si Kenya'.
The tycoon had been tagged as first class threat and had to be eliminated at whatever cost.
" No witnesses" the Operation Commander had said.
General black came to a stop and held his fist up to indicate that the group had to stop.at once they all came to a stop.
pointed at the back of the head , two fingers and pointed at the gate.
The two from the rare separated themselves from the group and moved like ghosts of death towards the gate.
General Black moved like wind followed closely by his partner and with the agility of the monkey they jumped over the perimeter wall.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
bodies of the security guards on the perimeter wall fell one after the other. Even in death they still could not fathom what was the cause of their deaths
three flashes of light signified all clear and ready to move.
The group met under the jacaranda tree near the front door. instructions were given no one was to be left alive and no guns to be shot. knives and daggers were the instruments of the art of killing
silent moving, silent killing.
fifteen minutes later the group met under the jacaranda tree.
"I hope all is clear and everything is accounted for " asked Gen Black
"Sir.. according to the intel we had there are supposed to be three maids, seven men servants a team of ten security guards on the perimeters and six in the house. and lastly two concubines with the target.so far everyone is taken care of. Mission successfully accomplished Sir" Tim a constable under General Black said firmly.
" Good, let me notify the Headquarters then" said General Black as he pressed a green button on a small device." done let's depart from..." he couldn't finish the sentence as one of his men fell lifelessly as blood sputtered from a hole on his neck caused by a bullet.
"Take cover! it's an ambush" General Black ordered his men.
Tim twisted his body like a rattlesnake and rolled to the side but the other one was too late for blood d sputtered as his head was blasted open as he stood frozen.
"Throw me the bag" commanded General Black.
"Yes Sir" replied Tim
"Get me the coordinates" said General Black as he expertly arranges the MK-64 Long range gun.
" Sir you mean they are snipers?" Tim asked curiously as he looked at General Blacks aloof face that looked more sinister in the dark.. he couldn't remember ever seeing his General smiling let alone laughing.
General Black did not answer just looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
after taking out his dark mode binoculars he said " 30 meters above,15 minutes clockwise"
"Black Gorrilla move" shouted the General
Black Gorrilla move is fighting technique where you fight and hid at the same time so as not to give out your location.
" Rover and ready" shouted Tim back.
boom! went of the gun as the sniper on the roof fell to the group
1..2..3..4..5. the count down went on snipers were taken out of their hideouts
suddenly their ears parked as they could hear police sirens wailing as they approached.
" Sh*t! this is a set up!.. this is your direct orders officer.. Run out of here lets meet at the usual if i manage to survive if not you know what to do. understand soldier?" asked General Black
"bu..but Sir..." Tim hesitated
"I asked do you understand soldier?"
"Yes sir!" answered Tim turning around and vanishing from the spot
General Black knew that since the government knew how skilled he was they wont take any chances with him.
within minutes the compound was swarming with armed police..two army helicopters made rounds around the compound.
" Soldiers you are advised to come out in a line with your hands in the air or we will shoot to kill" shouted the Operation Commander Korir on the Megaphone.." This is your last warning"
"Hey you cant give me last warning without giving me at least a first warning, i will count that as your first warning Commander and how comes you are here aren't you supposed to be somewhere else?" asked General Black as he weighed the predicament he had found himself in
" Are you blind or what am here to make sure you are arrested for colluding with the enemies and assasinating government officials. the army will not be tarnished for your individual bargains.. You traitors need to be uprooted for a better tomorrow"
"Hahaha that's a very interesting and a very righteous speech commander.. take care you don't swallow your own tongue in the process"
"You and I know the truth commander so let's end this" finished General Black as he took steps outside the house with his guns in hands
seeing this the commander shouted "shoot to kill" he couldn't take the risk with General Black.
the next minute was filled with guns howling and thundering
General Black stood there with guns raised as his body was riddled with holes and a ghostly smile plastered on his face. no one knew if he regretted or enjoyed everything that happened that day..
darkness... darkness was all he could see nothing.. empty, zero it was as if he was hanging in the void....
General Black.
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THE POWER OF A PEN
Death is just but a ladder ( Game of Thrones)