Page 90 of Axton

We were buying time for the last handprint at the apartments signaled an all clear above ground. Everyone would be safe in the bunker. We installed some extra safety measures after the terrorist attacks last spring.

I watched as a very large group entered the front gates in trucks, then made sure the front gates got all the trucks inside before they shut, locked and were electrified.

“Send the signal.” I ordered.

Creed and Magnus came running up.

“They’ve breached the front gates and they’re secure. Sending the signal now.” I informed them.

“Do we have confirmation of all clear topside?” Creed asked.

“Waiting for two more” Price said.

“It’s time we step up the drills. Everyone should have been accounted for by now. I did it with two children and a wife who's having contractions.”

I whipped my head around. “What?”

“Zoey said we have a while. She was checking her when I got the alarm. I need to get back to her so let’s get this fucking show on the road.”

We watched as the signal met the trucks and they all died of electrical failure. One by one men piled out of the trucks in total confusion.

“Is it taking off yet?” Creed asked.

“Starting the engines now.” Price said.

“Send out the first wave but remind them to give little resistance. We want them through every barrier and walked toward the community center.” I ordered.

We watched on screen as our operatives came from everywhere. On top of the trees, behind trees, through what looked to be a utility building but led into a different tunnel from a separate bunker. It was set up to hold prisoners until the proper agency arrived for them. About a hundred men surrounded them. “Any injuries from the front gate?” Baros walked up beside me and asked.

“Price, can you confirm?”

“None to our operatives, a few bumps and bruises on our targets though.”

“How many?” I asked.

“We’ve counted forty three, sir.” Wilson said.

“They’ve gained some, I knew those fuckers met up with some group near here. They were obviously staying somewhere. Do you see any females?” I asked.

“Not so far.” Wilson answered.

“Wait, zoom in on that guy on the lower left, the one with the cut.” Creed ordered.

The camera zoomed in, and I think I might have swallowed my heart. The grim reaper with two automatic weapons on each side. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. Cartel Del Diablo, mother fuck!”

“Price, get Axel and Sniper on the line. Tell them their fight just came to us, and they know better than this shit. They shouldn’t have been able to cross the county line. Then get Doug on the line and let him know it’s go time. We’re likely to need homeland security and ICE here as well.” Creed ordered then looked at Bolton. “Where’s your man?”

“On duty, I’ll call him.”

Every state cop in the area, the SWAT team, and county cop was just about to team up with the Fallen Angels and Satan’s Disciples.

“Are we cleared topside?” I yelled out as I watched our operative’s inch closer to the intruders.

“Yes, but our North and South gates are being surrounded. Jesus Christ, there must be at least…a hundred and fifty more. All Cartel and other MC’s.” Price said.

“Tell those posts little resistance. I want all of them inside these gates. Irons is ready to go on the chopper. I’ll send him to the north gate after he does a scan of the local roads.” Creed said. “Granger, get out to the South gate.” Granger took off for our weapons locker.

Creed sent out a signal to all operatives to form at the armory. “East gate now, at least a hundred more.”

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