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I approached the window and peeked who was outside, it was Patrick. He brought something on his hands. He brought a metal pot that could be full of food. I couldn't change my clothes now, and it would be rude to refuse Patrick. I needed to act fast.
"Patrick, you can leave the pot in front of the door. I'm still in the bathroom," I said.
"Ok, are you sure you don't want me to come inside?" Patrick asked from outside.
'Is this man an idiot?' I almost wanted to slam Patrick with the stock of my new weapon, but I simply couldn't do that since I still wanted to preserve my identity.
"No. Get out!" I shouted from behind the door. Patrick immediately flinched from the door and walked away from my house. I took a drop breath once he walked away from my house. I felt safe from the danger of that idiot.
I opened the door slowly and moved the pot in the ground with my foot. I closed the door again and looked at the food that was inside of the pot. Patrick's parents gave me meat stew for my dinner, well, not that I could not cool, but it was more than enough to full my stomach, but I wanted to take a shower first.
I got to the bathroom and took off my combat clothes and put them inside the washing machine. I would wash it later after I washed my body. I looked at the bandage on my arm, it was huge and white. The bandage was waterproof, I could simply dive down to the bathtub and relax.
I entered the bathtub and the soft sensation immediately hit my entire body. I washed my body from the dirt and blood. After I finished taking a bath, I ate what Patrick's parents gave to me. I put the leftover inside the refrigerator.
I stayed in the living room after that. The reflection of my face could be seen in the broken television, 'I was such a damn fool, am I?' I looked at the SCAR-H that was put right beside me as a safety precaution in case anyone wanted to enter my house.
I wanted to learn how to use that gun, I didn't want to end up like today again. Throwing a gun at your opponent was never a good idea, but I didn't know how to reload the MP7. I grabbed the SCAR-H with my hands and searched for the safety button. The safety was engaged.
I looked for any button that would let me pull out the magazine from that gun. I pressed a button near the safety and the magazine dropped off to the ground, revealing the bullets. I unloaded all of the bullets from that magazine so I could use the SCAR as a training device that wouldn't hurt anyone, including myself. I pulled the charging handle once so there was no bullet inside of the chamber.
I practiced on how to reload the SCAR itself. I inserted the magazine back into the rifle, pulled the charging handle, and shoot the empty rifle. I kept repeating that process over and over again until I got the hang of it.
'It's time to go to bed.' The clock showed that it was nine in the evening. I needed to go to sleep or I would wake up late for school that I very much hate. I walked to my room upstairs with the SCAR-H on my hands. I had the feeling that I might need that rifle.
I put the rifle near my bed and I laid myself down on the bed. The white ceiling and the air from the air conditioner made me more comfortable in that bed. That bed was like my own heaven since I was very tired. I put my phone on the table near my bed and turned off the light. 'Good night.' I closed my eyes.
***
"So... That's the only thing you can tell right now? Damn, you even though I was an idiot,' Patrick said.
Lynn just smirked as she drunk more alcohol. Patrick knew that Nathan took a huge part in turning Lynn into what she was today. He wanted to hear more from Lynn.
"Who did you meet next? I wonder. Or are you working with Echo all the time?" Patrick asked.
"Well, Alex was the second person that I encountered. It happened a few days after the day I became a contractor.
***
Thursday, 20th Of February 2018. Lynn's house. Lynn's room. 1600 Hours.
It was a tiring day as usual with Farl kept blaming me for everything that was happening in that school. At this point, I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to serve the dish cold to his parents and the parents of the person that ordered to assassinate me.
The phone showed that a message was retrieved from an unknown number. I wondered what that message was so I opened the file that was attached to the message. It wasn't my brightest move since my phone froze up once I opened the files.
I tried to turn it off to solve the freezing option, but it simply didn't work. The technique of removing the battery would not work since the iPhone battery was tandem. However, things went uglier once I saw that the message was sent by a hacker.
The result was catastrophic on my phone. The screen of my phone flickered many times as I tried to figure out what was going on.
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'What's going on?' I mumbled as I read the message that was visible on that flickering phone.
M̷͉̦͓̼̏̾y̵̴̛̜͎͔̩͉̥͈̓̎͋̉̌̓͊̌̅͒̕ņ̵̼̻̭̻̹̖̭̑͒̽̇a̵̙͗̐̀ḿ̸͖͌̑̓̍̆͑̑̚͠e̶̵̜̮̙̰̘͔͕͓̗͓̪͙̒̒͊̈̄̑͋̽͐͂͜i̷̢̘̥̣̰͉̓̄͘š̴̷̨̘͖͔̝̫̥͍̟͇̼̒͑͗͘̚͘ͅş̴̝̪͇̫̘̺̻̣̃̄̐͐̽̆͊i̴̢̡͉͕͋̌͑́̃̓͝e̶̛͕͎̾̅̅̆̈́̚r̷̨͕͇̜͚̎͆̌r̵̘͕̤͖̺̫͔͕̘̅͊͗̑ǎ̴̡̨̻̩̪̪̣̦̲͉̿̔
'This is frightening,' I looked at the hacker that kept sending me some mumbo-jumbo that was hard to be decrypted. He sent those text as if he was talking to someone that understood advanced technology.
F̴̨̛̛̺̰̞͈͖͉̠́̈͋͗̌̕͜͜͠i̴̢͇͙̫̤̇̀̽̊͜l̷͖̱̟͑̓̍͑̾̃̇̓̏͘ē̵̷̠̪̣̦͙̦͍͑̑͋͛͋̎̋̄͗͋̅̀̃͛͋͘͝h̸̘̼̺̀͂̈͆̑̍̈́̊́ͅa̸̛͉̼̺̓̃̋͑̋̊̈́̌̀ͅs̴̶̘̠͕̩̲̗̣̦̦̳̠̫̫̰̿̅͌̆̑ͅb̷̡͕̮͉̠̳̿̉̒́͂ę̴͎͕͕͉͉͆͌́̐͌̃͌̒̾ͅȩ̶͉̗̫̗̲͖͇̦̣̿̓̋̆̊̄ņ̶̷̣̥̪̯̭͖̥̯̱͍̰͓͋̒͒̿̿͑̆̀̇͒͆͆͠ȗ̷̗̫̼͍̘̙̒̚p̵̡̟̝͍͓̠͉̣̺͗̋̉̓̉͘l̸͚̱̯̬̪̖̩̓̿̐̊̚ő̷̦͚̩̤̖̦̖̌ḁ̸̦̣̜͆̌d̶̻̩̐̆́̈́͐̾͗̚e̵͍̪̣̖̼͆͒̓͐͌͑͑͂̚d̷̨̡̧̺̥̰̼͈̖̱͆̓̓̒͘͠
He uploaded a file to my phone. It could be a virus, it could be a malware, either way, I wanted neither on my phone. He needed to get out of my phone or I would be forced to track him down myself.
İ̸̶̢̛͕̼̟̝̲͇̗̐̉̋̄͆̈́͐͘n̴̨̛̛̖̦̻͈̿̐͐͆ę̶̢͇͍͇̩̰̻͑e̶̛̱͎̾̑̃͑̀̈́d̶̴̡̯̪̟̜̊̉͒͋̋̀̌̓͝͝ỵ̸̨̳͓́̅o̵̼̠̬̯̠͈̎͐̆̈̆̅̀̀ͅu̷̝͕̹̙̬͙̓̽̌͐̚͠͝r̸̸̛̙̜̺̝̦̭͋̏͛̈̌̈́͒͑͘͝ͅh̸̨̨̤̯͕̼͕̍͗̄͋̄̾̈́̕ẽ̴̤͍̩̝͇̘͚̊̃̕l̶̠͈̙̘̫̈́p̵̛͙̝̾̉͜͝ͅ
The phone rang and I picked it up. The call came with a very distorted face. It was another trademark of a hacker, he needed your help, but he would always play it safe.
Lynn: "What do you want?"
Unknown: "I need your help in infiltrating a government facility. It won't be easy, but I'll pay you well."
Lynn: "How much is well?"
Unknown: "Depends on how long you can keep the backdoor of the server open. I'll send the tutorial on your phone. Good luck."
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You need to gain access to the firewall located in this building with the device that I left in the Bedford park in the old town. That tool should help you access the firewall and broke through the system. Once you're inside, plug your phone to any computer and I will do the job.
You need to fight the firewall by using the command that I will give through your smartphone. Good luck.
Reward: [20,000$-30,000$]
I saw and got the detail of the mission. I immediately looked at my phone and switched to my combat loadout. I bought a ballistic helmet and a ballistic plate carrier as a precaution. The SCAR was my main weapon now and I liked that way that it was one of the one-shot one kill weapons.
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I read it carefully. The unknown man told me to go to an administration building and hacked into the admin computer. The job should be a piece of cake, but I wouldn't underestimate a job. That was why I was preparing with my equipment first.
I put some grenades inside of my chest rig and some C4 in my magazine rig. I also prepared a crowbar in case I needed to brute force my way into the office. I put the kit inside of my backpack and headed downstairs with the stuff on my back.
I doubt that Echo would join the operation since it wasn't beneficial for him, but I was positive that he would ask for his cut once I was done with the job. I needed to use public transportation since there was no car that I could use. I walked to the nearest bus stop to catch a bus that was heading to their destination. There was one final message from Sierra. It was the message that would make sure that I didn't give up in the middle of the job.
Y̷̡͙̝̲̋̚o̸̡̧̼̙̥͈͇̤̼̻̎ư̷̵͕̬̳̳̳̰̺̝͈̙͛̀̒͂͆̀̈́̈́̽̀͆̇͜c̸̝̹̥̥͇̩̪̤̙̭̑̑͌͒̂́͠á̵̧̢̛̳̠̣̜̩̘̖̓͊͋̑́̚͝ͅn̶̷̨̢̮̙͖͚̲̼͙̹̮͍̭͇̭̘̐̔̒͐̍̑͊͂͊̕͝d̸̡̪͈͖͇̖͘͜͝ȏ̶̸̡̡̡̮̠͚͇͙̺̣͕̞͒̅̆̒̃̐͌̉̓̈́̈̚i̴̡͕̻̜̝̥̗̜̬͒͗t̵͓̮̮̍̊̽̉̊̐̾̈́̎,̴̷̡̘̺̥͉̲̯͓͚̤̹̮̣͇̂͊͂̄̾̆͌͒̇͊̎͊͜I̵̵̛͚̪̱͍̝̾́͛́͆b̵̢̪͎̥̱͎̱̬͂̂̋̋̉̉͝e̶̡̡̼̖̩̠̼̪̎̍̈́͒̓́̚͜l̶͈͉̟̞̝̙̹͑̅̽̎͗̕í̷̧͖͍̼̝̩̮̣͒͜ę̷̬̩̦̭̝͎̘͇̈́̈́̽̆̄ͅv̶͙̪̫͋͌̓͠e̵̴͓͍͎̝̺̻̞̰̭̣̭͎̞̘̙͉̹͂́̈́̄̈̂̈̆͜͝͝͝i̶̡͖̓ń̴̴̩̹̖͈̩̻͍̩͙̝̓̊̀̋̓y̷̨̛̛͚̼̺̼̪̙̅̒͌̀̅̐ỏ̸̦̞͋̿ͅũ̴͕̝̥̪̦͔̠͗
I walked with pride to the bus stop. I waited for the bus besides an old man that was very surprised to see me. The expression on his face clearly tell that he was uncomfortable seeing me.
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I approached the window and peeked who was outside, it was Patrick. He brought something on his hands. He brought a metal pot that could be full of food. I couldn't change my clothes now, and it would be rude to refuse Patrick. I needed to act fast.
"Patrick, you can leave the pot in front of the door. I'm still in the bathroom," I said.
"Ok, are you sure you don't want me to come inside?" Patrick asked from outside.
'Is this man an idiot?' I almost wanted to slam Patrick with the stock of my new weapon, but I simply couldn't do that since I still wanted to preserve my identity.
"No. Get out!" I shouted from behind the door. Patrick immediately flinched from the door and walked away from my house. I took a drop breath once he walked away from my house. I felt safe from the danger of that idiot.
I opened the door slowly and moved the pot in the ground with my foot. I closed the door again and looked at the food that was inside of the pot. Patrick's parents gave me meat stew for my dinner, well, not that I could not cool, but it was more than enough to full my stomach, but I wanted to take a shower first.
I got to the bathroom and took off my combat clothes and put them inside the washing machine. I would wash it later after I washed my body. I looked at the bandage on my arm, it was huge and white. The bandage was waterproof, I could simply dive down to the bathtub and relax.
I entered the bathtub and the soft sensation immediately hit my entire body. I washed my body from the dirt and blood. After I finished taking a bath, I ate what Patrick's parents gave to me. I put the leftover inside the refrigerator.
I stayed in the living room after that. The reflection of my face could be seen in the broken television, 'I was such a damn fool, am I?' I looked at the SCAR-H that was put right beside me as a safety precaution in case anyone wanted to enter my house.
I wanted to learn how to use that gun, I didn't want to end up like today again. Throwing a gun at your opponent was never a good idea, but I didn't know how to reload the MP7. I grabbed the SCAR-H with my hands and searched for the safety button. The safety was engaged.
I looked for any button that would let me pull out the magazine from that gun. I pressed a button near the safety and the magazine dropped off to the ground, revealing the bullets. I unloaded all of the bullets from that magazine so I could use the SCAR as a training device that wouldn't hurt anyone, including myself. I pulled the charging handle once so there was no bullet inside of the chamber.
I practiced on how to reload the SCAR itself. I inserted the magazine back into the rifle, pulled the charging handle, and shoot the empty rifle. I kept repeating that process over and over again until I got the hang of it.
'It's time to go to bed.' The clock showed that it was nine in the evening. I needed to go to sleep or I would wake up late for school that I very much hate. I walked to my room upstairs with the SCAR-H on my hands. I had the feeling that I might need that rifle.
I put the rifle near my bed and I laid myself down on the bed. The white ceiling and the air from the air conditioner made me more comfortable in that bed. That bed was like my own heaven since I was very tired. I put my phone on the table near my bed and turned off the light. 'Good night.' I closed my eyes.
***
"So... That's the only thing you can tell right now? Damn, you even though I was an idiot,' Patrick said.
Lynn just smirked as she drunk more alcohol. Patrick knew that Nathan took a huge part in turning Lynn into what she was today. He wanted to hear more from Lynn.
"Who did you meet next? I wonder. Or are you working with Echo all the time?" Patrick asked.
"Well, Alex was the second person that I encountered. It happened a few days after the day I became a contractor.
***
Thursday, 20th Of February 2018. Lynn's house. Lynn's room. 1600 Hours.
It was a tiring day as usual with Farl kept blaming me for everything that was happening in that school. At this point, I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to serve the dish cold to his parents and the parents of the person that ordered to assassinate me.
The phone showed that a message was retrieved from an unknown number. I wondered what that message was so I opened the file that was attached to the message. It wasn't my brightest move since my phone froze up once I opened the files.
I tried to turn it off to solve the freezing option, but it simply didn't work. The technique of removing the battery would not work since the iPhone battery was tandem. However, things went uglier once I saw that the message was sent by a hacker.
The result was catastrophic on my phone. The screen of my phone flickered many times as I tried to figure out what was going on.
H̶̜̽̍͝͠é̶̠̼y̷̧͆̈́̎͐͝
'What's going on?' I mumbled as I read the message that was visible on that flickering phone.
M̷͉̦͓̼̏̾y̵̴̛̜͎͔̩͉̥͈̓̎͋̉̌̓͊̌̅͒̕ņ̵̼̻̭̻̹̖̭̑͒̽̇a̵̙͗̐̀ḿ̸͖͌̑̓̍̆͑̑̚͠e̶̵̜̮̙̰̘͔͕͓̗͓̪͙̒̒͊̈̄̑͋̽͐͂͜i̷̢̘̥̣̰͉̓̄͘š̴̷̨̘͖͔̝̫̥͍̟͇̼̒͑͗͘̚͘ͅş̴̝̪͇̫̘̺̻̣̃̄̐͐̽̆͊i̴̢̡͉͕͋̌͑́̃̓͝e̶̛͕͎̾̅̅̆̈́̚r̷̨͕͇̜͚̎͆̌r̵̘͕̤͖̺̫͔͕̘̅͊͗̑ǎ̴̡̨̻̩̪̪̣̦̲͉̿̔
'This is frightening,' I looked at the hacker that kept sending me some mumbo-jumbo that was hard to be decrypted. He sent those text as if he was talking to someone that understood advanced technology.
F̴̨̛̛̺̰̞͈͖͉̠́̈͋͗̌̕͜͜͠i̴̢͇͙̫̤̇̀̽̊͜l̷͖̱̟͑̓̍͑̾̃̇̓̏͘ē̵̷̠̪̣̦͙̦͍͑̑͋͛͋̎̋̄͗͋̅̀̃͛͋͘͝h̸̘̼̺̀͂̈͆̑̍̈́̊́ͅa̸̛͉̼̺̓̃̋͑̋̊̈́̌̀ͅs̴̶̘̠͕̩̲̗̣̦̦̳̠̫̫̰̿̅͌̆̑ͅb̷̡͕̮͉̠̳̿̉̒́͂ę̴͎͕͕͉͉͆͌́̐͌̃͌̒̾ͅȩ̶͉̗̫̗̲͖͇̦̣̿̓̋̆̊̄ņ̶̷̣̥̪̯̭͖̥̯̱͍̰͓͋̒͒̿̿͑̆̀̇͒͆͆͠ȗ̷̗̫̼͍̘̙̒̚p̵̡̟̝͍͓̠͉̣̺͗̋̉̓̉͘l̸͚̱̯̬̪̖̩̓̿̐̊̚ő̷̦͚̩̤̖̦̖̌ḁ̸̦̣̜͆̌d̶̻̩̐̆́̈́͐̾͗̚e̵͍̪̣̖̼͆͒̓͐͌͑͑͂̚d̷̨̡̧̺̥̰̼͈̖̱͆̓̓̒͘͠
He uploaded a file to my phone. It could be a virus, it could be a malware, either way, I wanted neither on my phone. He needed to get out of my phone or I would be forced to track him down myself.
İ̸̶̢̛͕̼̟̝̲͇̗̐̉̋̄͆̈́͐͘n̴̨̛̛̖̦̻͈̿̐͐͆ę̶̢͇͍͇̩̰̻͑e̶̛̱͎̾̑̃͑̀̈́d̶̴̡̯̪̟̜̊̉͒͋̋̀̌̓͝͝ỵ̸̨̳͓́̅o̵̼̠̬̯̠͈̎͐̆̈̆̅̀̀ͅu̷̝͕̹̙̬͙̓̽̌͐̚͠͝r̸̸̛̙̜̺̝̦̭͋̏͛̈̌̈́͒͑͘͝ͅh̸̨̨̤̯͕̼͕̍͗̄͋̄̾̈́̕ẽ̴̤͍̩̝͇̘͚̊̃̕l̶̠͈̙̘̫̈́p̵̛͙̝̾̉͜͝ͅ
The phone rang and I picked it up. The call came with a very distorted face. It was another trademark of a hacker, he needed your help, but he would always play it safe.
Lynn: "What do you want?"
Unknown: "I need your help in infiltrating a government facility. It won't be easy, but I'll pay you well."
Lynn: "How much is well?"
Unknown: "Depends on how long you can keep the backdoor of the server open. I'll send the tutorial on your phone. Good luck."
????????????????????????????
You need to gain access to the firewall located in this building with the device that I left in the Bedford park in the old town. That tool should help you access the firewall and broke through the system. Once you're inside, plug your phone to any computer and I will do the job.
You need to fight the firewall by using the command that I will give through your smartphone. Good luck.
Reward: [20,000$-30,000$]
I saw and got the detail of the mission. I immediately looked at my phone and switched to my combat loadout. I bought a ballistic helmet and a ballistic plate carrier as a precaution. The SCAR was my main weapon now and I liked that way that it was one of the one-shot one kill weapons.
Y̶̛̛͉̙̭̣̲͙͇͕̍̎̅͐̋͘ơ̴͉̪̜̰͙̪̖̦̂̈̒͊̓͛ű̷̬̻̮̯̻͙̬̍̀̋̊̾͜͜͜͝͝r̷̴̙͕̼͍̰̼̹͖̞͚͔͍̱̽͋̂͊̀̆t̶̮͌̌̓̆̈́̾̕͝ą̴̜̥̖͇̀̐̏͗̂͘ͅr̷̡̧̛͎͍̻͚̣̫͎̜̔͋̍̽̍́͝ģ̵̆̈́ͅe̵̟͓̽́̎̎t̴̷͈̲͍͍͂̽̀̑̄̋̀̑̅̓̀́͝í̷̞̳̥̻̘̿́ṣ̴̷̡̝̭̗̭̻̰̲͎̞͙̹̰̥̈́̌̓̊͐͜͜͜͠ẗ̵̪͓̥̦͎̥͓̺̔̒̎̽h̶̭̩̬̻̀̿e̴̴̢̺̰̳͖̦̻̹̜̖̽̋͆̌̃̚̚͝ͅa̷̡̧̛̭̬̩̝̖͙͜d̴̢̟̫̗̹̤͇̬̼́̎̉͐̍̓̕m̴͎̻̑į̷͈̱̻͇̦̞͖̗͍̏͊̓͑̾̔̓̓̕̚n̷̢̬̰̘͈̖̖͙̿͆̀́̒͊͠ȉ̵̢̡̩̦͙̫̩̹̫̳̾̑̕s̶͚̹͉̔͆t̴̄̉̔͜r̶̘̦̹͉̙̼̥̻̺͋̅a̶͔̍̓̈́̕ṯ̷̠͕̪̪̖̀̀̇̔̆̕͝ͅį̶̟͔̗̬̬̱̝̓̿̑̆̓̃ͅo̸̡̘̳̼̝̫̓̒̀̽̓͌̈́̽̋͠ṇ̴̷̡̢̞̖͉̺̪̤̤̝̫̮͎͇̪͎͎͓̍̈́́͋̄͒͛̇̀o̶̳̗͍͈̲̳̬͒͜͠f̴̘͈͍͉̣̱̺̾̄̔͊̒͘ͅf̶̧̜̫̦͈͈͗̍̚i̷͎͓̱̪͔̖̓́͂͒̍͗ć̶̣̻͔̱̭̝̬̝̤̑̿̂͗̓͜͠e̷̵̡͖͇̣̥͎̳̪̳͍̮̊̽̀̿̂̎̏̃͘͝͝l̵̛͙̜̺͎̊̆͋̏̔̕͠o̴̧̢͎̅̊̍͗̓͠c̸̤̣̥̮̖̒a̶̞̥̯̞̜̼͈̘̅̂̈̂͆͑t̷̼̲̯̫͍̐ę̵͍͉̝͎͎͎̥̳̇͐͆̓́́̏̕d̸̵̫̫͈̥̹̤̜̉̈́̈͊̌͒̈́̆͑͛̿͂̽̋̈́̈́̕͘͠ͅi̶̢̡̜͕̪̟̠͈͇̪͑͐̐̍͆͗͘ņ̸̸̢̰̝̿̅̽̂͛̂́̓̊͗̅̎̑̆̀̑͠t̶̮̘̏̇͌̀̈͌͊̈͝h̴̢̡̫̥̰̥͇̩̤͑̋̄̑e̸̸̗̲͉̪͔͇̮͕̖͖͌̇̽͊̉̍̀̇̿͌̈̅̈́̈̆͑͜͜
̷̡̧̠̦̩̩̲̳̈̿͒͌̐͑͌̚
̷͕̥͗̅̎̋͘̕͝G̶͙͕̳̱̥̫͕̏̐̀̔̐̀̒̓̈́͝ẹ̶͈̯̩̱͎̣͒͜r̷͓̉̐̇͘ą̶͈͇͔̩̜̦͙̪̫͂̄̀̔̏͒̈́l̵̢̲̜͔͕̖̫͐́ḑ̶̴͖͔̼̮̯̝̻̥̟̆͂̆̄̐͋̏̓̿͆͝S̶͕͈̣̘̥̲̠̳̟͑͝t̸͎̱̘͕̓̈́̀͑̀̕͠r̴̨͕̜͎̦̍͗̏͐̃̄̍̄̍͘ę̵̗̤̱̖̯̖̮̒́̾͜e̴̼̒́͊̓̇̕͠t̵̸̢̛̙̜̣̗̜̮̰͚͙͙͍͌̋͗̎̌̀͐͌͐͋̀̚͝͝Ń̴̟̤̳̥̥͙͔̔͊̅͆̌͘͘ǘ̸̩̘̽̔̂̌͛̔͘̚m̵͉̒̆ḅ̷̧̜̟̘̀̈́̈̓͜͝e̴͇̬͊̄͑̉̈́̂̾͊͜r̵̷̛̠̘͙̙͚̗̰̅̌̃͊̊̈́̊͊̀̍̐͂̊͝1̴̢̡͈̙̫̲͈̗͂̈́9̷̡̨̬͈̭̺͓̌́͑̄́̌͂̕͝,̶̴̨̜̭͈̦̣̘̪̇͛̀̌̉̋͗̀̓̽ͅF̷̞͖͖̜͂̀̈́̂͗͐̉̚̕ͅl̵̘̇̾ơ̶̮̰̰͍̠͓̂͋͊͑̈́͂͘̚o̵̘̦͍͚̖̮̟͈̤͗̈͂͑̓͌̂̾̀̕r̵̴̡̯̪̬̠͈͓̤͙͕̤̾̎͒̂̾̈́̈̈͠͠2̵̦̻̫̳̯̼́̿̈ͅ1̶̶̡͉̘͚̙̪͚̲̞̑̍̈͋̏͐̍͜f̴͙̰͎̤̝͖̙̅͆̍̏ơ̴̢̪̫͎̘̫̞̙͍̆̓̀͌̃͘ṙ̵̴̨̨̢̗͈̠̪͎͔̹̝̦̝͉͍͊̋̐͂́͂̈́̅̈͘A̸͊͜͠d̴͉͍̻̞̺͎̳̰͈͕̄̏̉͆̓͐̎̅͠ḿ̶̢̥͚̰͗̂̽͐̓͗î̴̧̫͚̲̘͈͉̲̔̏̂͆͌n̵̶͖̼̫̝͓̈́̄̔̅̎͒̍̑̐̉͐͂̚̚͠͠c̷̛̖͕̀͆̌̅͆̀͘̕͠ͅõ̶̡͕͇̬̺̜̐̽̿̚̕m̶͉̐̊̾͂̂̌͋p̴̘̳͍̘̟̝̟̽̉̽̊̍ṵ̸̰̎͘t̷̛̞̜̺͎̳͇̼̤͇͗̄̆̈́̌͒̅͗e̴̢̡̖͕͓̭̞̪̖͊̽̄͑̏̀͌̄̎̓r̸̼̓̅.̶͇͚̞́̀͛͊̋̑͛͜͝ͅ
I read it carefully. The unknown man told me to go to an administration building and hacked into the admin computer. The job should be a piece of cake, but I wouldn't underestimate a job. That was why I was preparing with my equipment first.
I put some grenades inside of my chest rig and some C4 in my magazine rig. I also prepared a crowbar in case I needed to brute force my way into the office. I put the kit inside of my backpack and headed downstairs with the stuff on my back.
I doubt that Echo would join the operation since it wasn't beneficial for him, but I was positive that he would ask for his cut once I was done with the job. I needed to use public transportation since there was no car that I could use. I walked to the nearest bus stop to catch a bus that was heading to their destination. There was one final message from Sierra. It was the message that would make sure that I didn't give up in the middle of the job.
Y̷̡͙̝̲̋̚o̸̡̧̼̙̥͈͇̤̼̻̎ư̷̵͕̬̳̳̳̰̺̝͈̙͛̀̒͂͆̀̈́̈́̽̀͆̇͜c̸̝̹̥̥͇̩̪̤̙̭̑̑͌͒̂́͠á̵̧̢̛̳̠̣̜̩̘̖̓͊͋̑́̚͝ͅn̶̷̨̢̮̙͖͚̲̼͙̹̮͍̭͇̭̘̐̔̒͐̍̑͊͂͊̕͝d̸̡̪͈͖͇̖͘͜͝ȏ̶̸̡̡̡̮̠͚͇͙̺̣͕̞͒̅̆̒̃̐͌̉̓̈́̈̚i̴̡͕̻̜̝̥̗̜̬͒͗t̵͓̮̮̍̊̽̉̊̐̾̈́̎,̴̷̡̘̺̥͉̲̯͓͚̤̹̮̣͇̂͊͂̄̾̆͌͒̇͊̎͊͜I̵̵̛͚̪̱͍̝̾́͛́͆b̵̢̪͎̥̱͎̱̬͂̂̋̋̉̉͝e̶̡̡̼̖̩̠̼̪̎̍̈́͒̓́̚͜l̶͈͉̟̞̝̙̹͑̅̽̎͗̕í̷̧͖͍̼̝̩̮̣͒͜ę̷̬̩̦̭̝͎̘͇̈́̈́̽̆̄ͅv̶͙̪̫͋͌̓͠e̵̴͓͍͎̝̺̻̞̰̭̣̭͎̞̘̙͉̹͂́̈́̄̈̂̈̆͜͝͝͝i̶̡͖̓ń̴̴̩̹̖͈̩̻͍̩͙̝̓̊̀̋̓y̷̨̛̛͚̼̺̼̪̙̅̒͌̀̅̐ỏ̸̦̞͋̿ͅũ̴͕̝̥̪̦͔̠͗
I walked with pride to the bus stop. I waited for the bus besides an old man that was very surprised to see me. The expression on his face clearly tell that he was uncomfortable seeing me.
I approached the window and peeked who was outside, it was Patrick. He brought something on his hands. He brought a metal pot that could be full of food. I couldn't change my clothes now, and it would be rude to refuse Patrick. I needed to act fast."Patrick, you can leave the pot in front of the door. I'm still in the bathroom," I said."Ok, are you sure you don't want me to come inside?" Patrick asked from outside.'Is this man an idiot?' I almost wanted to slam Patrick with the stock of my new weapon, but I simply couldn't do that since I still wanted to preserve my identity."No. Get out!" I shouted from behind the door. Patrick immediately flinched from the door and walked away from my house. I took a drop breath once he walked away from my house. I felt safe from the danger of that idiot.I opened the door slowly and moved the pot in the ground with my foot. I closed the door again and looked at the food that was inside of the pot. Patrick's parents gave me meat stew for my dinner, well, not that I could not cool, but it was more than enough to full my stomach, but I wanted to take a shower first.I got to the bathroom and took off my combat clothes and put them inside the washing machine. I would wash it later after I washed my body. I looked at the bandage on my arm, it was huge and white. The bandage was waterproof, I could simply dive down to the bathtub and relax.I entered the bathtub and the soft sensation immediately hit my entire body. I washed my body from the dirt and blood. After I finished taking a bath, I ate what Patrick's parents gave to me. I put the leftover inside the refrigerator.I stayed in the living room after that. The reflection of my face could be seen in the broken television, 'I was such a damn fool, am I?' I looked at the SCAR-H that was put right beside me as a safety precaution in case anyone wanted to enter my house.I wanted to learn how to use that gun, I didn't want to end up like today again. Throwing a gun at your opponent was never a good idea, but I didn't know how to reload the MP7. I grabbed the SCAR-H with my hands and searched for the safety button. The safety was engaged.I looked for any button that would let me pull out the magazine from that gun. I pressed a button near the safety and the magazine dropped off to the ground, revealing the bullets. I unloaded all of the bullets from that magazine so I could use the SCAR as a training device that wouldn't hurt anyone, including myself. I pulled the charging handle once so there was no bullet inside of the chamber.I practiced on how to reload the SCAR itself. I inserted the magazine back into the rifle, pulled the charging handle, and shoot the empty rifle. I kept repeating that process over and over again until I got the hang of it.'It's time to go to bed.' The clock showed that it was nine in the evening. I needed to go to sleep or I would wake up late for school that I very much hate. I walked to my room upstairs with the SCAR-H on my hands. I had the feeling that I might need that rifle.I put the rifle near my bed and I laid myself down on the bed. The white ceiling and the air from the air conditioner made me more comfortable in that bed. That bed was like my own heaven since I was very tired. I put my phone on the table near my bed and turned off the light. 'Good night.' I closed my eyes.***"So... That's the only thing you can tell right now? Damn, you even though I was an idiot,' Patrick said.Lynn just smirked as she drunk more alcohol. Patrick knew that Nathan took a huge part in turning Lynn into what she was today. He wanted to hear more from Lynn."Who did you meet next? I wonder. Or are you working with Echo all the time?" Patrick asked."Well, Alex was the second person that I encountered. It happened a few days after the day I became a contractor.***Thursday, 20th Of February 2018. Lynn's house. Lynn's room. 1600 Hours.It was a tiring day as usual with Farl kept blaming me for everything that was happening in that school. At this point, I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to serve the dish cold to his parents and the parents of the person that ordered to assassinate me.The phone showed that a message was retrieved from an unknown number. I wondered what that message was so I opened the file that was attached to the message. It wasn't my brightest move since my phone froze up once I opened the files.I tried to turn it off to solve the freezing option, but it simply didn't work. The technique of removing the battery would not work since the iPhone battery was tandem. However, things went uglier once I saw that the message was sent by a hacker.The result was catastrophic on my phone. The screen of my phone flickered many times as I tried to figure out what was going on.Hey'What's going on?' I mumbled as I read the message that was visible on that flickering phone.Mynameissierra'This is frightening,' I looked at the hacker that kept sending me some mumbo-jumbo that was hard to be decrypted. He sent those text as if he was talking to someone that understood advanced technology.FilehasbeenuploadedHe uploaded a file to my phone. It could be a virus, it could be a malware, either way, I wanted neither on my phone. He needed to get out of my phone or I would be forced to track him down myself.IneedyourhelpThe phone rang and I picked it up. The call came with a very distorted face. It was another trademark of a hacker, he needed your help, but he would always play it safe.Lynn: "What do you want?"Unknown: "I need your help in infiltrating a government facility. It won't be easy, but I'll pay you well."Lynn: "How much is well?"Unknown: "Depends on how long you can keep the backdoor of the server open. I'll send the tutorial on your phone. Good luck."????????????????????????????You need to gain access to the firewall located in this building with the device that I left in the Bedford park in the old town. That tool should help you access the firewall and broke through the system. Once you're inside, plug your phone to any computer and I will do the job.You need to fight the firewall by using the command that I will give through your smartphone. Good luck.Reward: 20,000$-30,000$I saw and got the detail of the mission. I immediately looked at my phone and switched to my combat loadout. I bought a ballistic helmet and a ballistic plate carrier as a precaution. The SCAR was my main weapon now and I liked that way that it was one of the one-shot one kill weapons.YourtargetistheadministrationofficelocatedintheGeraldStreetNumber19,Floor21forAdmincomputer.I read it carefully. The unknown man told me to go to an administration building and hacked into the admin computer. The job should be a piece of cake, but I wouldn't underestimate a job. That was why I was preparing with my equipment first.I put some grenades inside of my chest rig and some C4 in my magazine rig. I also prepared a crowbar in case I needed to brute force my way into the office. I put the kit inside of my backpack and headed downstairs with the stuff on my back.I doubt that Echo would join the operation since it wasn't beneficial for him, but I was positive that he would ask for his cut once I was done with the job. I needed to use public transportation since there was no car that I could use. I walked to the nearest bus stop to catch a bus that was heading to their destination. There was one final message from Sierra. It was the message that would make sure that I didn't give up in the middle of the job.Youcandoit,IbelieveinyouI walked with pride to the bus stop. I waited for the bus besides an old man that was very surprised to see me. The expression on his face clearly tell that he was uncomfortable seeing me.
