Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Adventure

Night was upon the city of Gotham. This is as a shipment of weapons rolls in from the docks upon a freighter. The freighter Itself was under guard of armed and trained mercenaries. The shipment contained a large variety of cutting edge weaponry. That was not why he was here though.

A grappling hook came on the left side of the ship. Two Mercs noticed it and walked over to inspect. They were treated by gun fire that exploded threw the night both men fell backwards bullets lodged in their heads. The other Mercs heard the shots go off and moved towards the direction of the sound. Brought ten in all.

Then a figure in spec ops gear wearing a forest green gas mask under his helmet with the letters T1 in a triangle were painted in black on his shoulders. On his back three swords two katanas one long sword. The figure itself was built bigger than the Mercs expected causing them to flinch a fatal mistake. The soldier squeezed the trigger on his HK516 assault rifle the bullets flew gunning down five of the Mercs before they could react. The other five pulled their triggers the vigilante soldier heard it and his enhanced reactions he moved dodging most of the shots and returning fire gunning them down.

He was Operator 36 and he wasn't here for just the weapons. Very swiftly he moved threw the boxes hearing footsteps of yet more mercenaries moving threw. He stopped at one box knowing there were three guys on the other end. He dislodged the clip in his rifle and slapped in another clip and pulled the bolt back. Then in a split second he whipped around the box starring the red dot sight on the his rifle three guys in his path. He opened fire placing two the chest in each of the them.

He then found the entrance to the ships bridge he kicked open the door three more waiting on the inside he opened fire fast leaving three bodies. He then checked his six in a split second and made his way up the stairs leading to the bridge gun point upwards. Once he reached the top he stopped at a large metal door. He knew there were plenty of men on the other side he knew his current clip had three more bullets in it. He knew he had one more clip on his vest he knew it would take him a second at most to reload. He also knew his side arm was locked and loaded it was an M9 pistol.

He reached on his belt grabbing a flash bang. He threw it in first then the second it went off he went in. He fired off the three bullets on semi out each bullet flew threw the head of a merc their heads exploded blood and brain flying everywhere. Six more men stood ready in that split second with sub machine guns. Operator 36 pulled his pistol in a split second allowing his rifle to hang by his shoulder strap. He then quickly fired the pistol off five times killing five men with shots to the head. The last guy stared at him with the SMG opening fire 36 placed a bullet in the man's right shoulder blade. The man flinched from pain and was then shot in his left shoulder blade he fell against the wheel.

Operator then put the pistol away and grabbed the last merc by his shirt collar and held a dagger to his neck.

“I got this dagger from a dead man I encountered in south east Asia I discovered it's crafted from titanium making it very sharp. If I press even the slightest I draw blood. Just a tiny bit harder than that your dead.” Operator said his dark and mechanical from the microphone that admitted his voice placed inside his mask. He then pressed the smallest bit in order to draw a little blood, “Now where are they?”

“Who?” Questioned The merc.

“Don't play dumb I know you're transporting more than arms.” Operator said, “I'm not Batman I perfectly willing to kill you and search the ship myself I’ll find them either way. However if you save me time you save your life consider your options.”

“Fine, we're keeping em lower level of the ship towards the back you’ll find a cell we made.”

“How many down there?” Questioned Operator.

“Fifteen.”

“Good that's all I needed and I'm a man of my word the American government will deal with your crimes.” Operator 36 replied pulling the knife away and punching the man hard in the temple knocking him out cold.

He then moved his job almost finished. He was still running dangerously low on amou even as he popped a new clip in his rifle. He moved out.

He made his way to the lower levels the cell at the end like he’d been told. As gun fire broke the fifteen men who were waiting for him also revealed themselves. He opened fire on full auto first as he moved placing three bullets in each of the three guys he shot down first. Gun fire cracked from SMGs as the other Mercs moved in. Operator let lose more bullets striking two more men threw their heads as the last few Mercs hid behind crates scattered around firing from cover.

Operator returned as he charged towards one of the crates taking down two others. He was careful as he stayed behind cover while several other Mercs let loose on his position. He put the rifle down sling it over his shoulder. He then grabbed the two katanas drawing them out hearing the footsteps of the them moving in. Then right as one arrived on both sides he moved allowing on to turn and fire causing him to shoot the other merc as Operator sprung into the air executing a backflip. He landed right behind the still living merc quickly he plunged both blades into the man's back creating a pull of blood beneath the now dying man.

The remaining six moved in guns held up in two groups of three hearing a long period of silence deciding to look for the commando. One heard a brisk wind fly past him he turned around as a blade quickly flew faster than he could react going threw both his hands. Then another went across his neck blood was everywhere the other two in that group turned around to see Operator 36 coming right at them.

36 moved fast quickly slashing another across the chest the last opened fire two bullets struck Operator’s armor the bullets were stopped. Both katanas then went threw his forehead and heart. He heard men move behind him open fire pressed for time instead of pulling the katanas out and turning he pulled the long sword holding it with two hands as he charged.

The first man had the blade go straight threw his chest pressing all the way threw his spine. The blade was then moved horizontally the man then cleaved in two. The next guy saw the blade come up near the side of his neck for him it was to late as his head was thrown right from his head blood going everywhere. The last guy made a run for it headed up the stairs to get out.

Operator 36 tended to leave some survivors he’d let him go tell the others of what he’d seen and what would be coming for them. He put the bloodied blade away walked over to his katanas quickly drawing them out of the dead merc drenched in blood as he resheathed them on his back. Later he would clean them.

He made his way to the cells where he saw a bunch of girls who’d been kidnapped quivering with fear. He simply stared at the lock grabbed keys from one of the men he’d shot unlocked and opened the door.

“Your free now.” He said as he then turned around leaving the way he came.

Not to long after the Dark knight the Batman was in the seen. He saw Redhood waiting on board the ship for him. Commissioner Gordon had said it was a serious fire fight based on eyewitnesses accounts and a single man killed the whole crew but two men who he allowed to leave. Redhood was an expert on guns he would know just what the man was using from examining the bullet and hearing the eye witnesses. And since the two men had gotten past their diffrence a valueable partner.

Batman landed by the Redhood who was on one knee examining a bullet he’d extracted from a body.

“Have yo8 uncovered anything valuable Jason?” Questioned Batman.

“Based on everything I’ve heard and found I’ve narrowed our suspects to SEAL team six, Delta Force, or the British SAS.” Redhood said, “And I’m only half joking.”

“Explain?” Batman questioned.

Redhood stood up holding the bullet in his hand for Batman to see. The Dark knight got a good look at it but wasn't entirely sure what he was looking at.

“This right here is a standard 5.65 by 45 NATO round. Used in rifles and hearing the description of the assault an assault rifle. Now assault weapons bought after May first 1990 are illegal in the fine state of New Jersey in which Gotham city is in. With that being said getting one here is pretty hard It’s why so my much illegal weaponry comes from overseas. Now the weapons we can narrow it down to are the M4A1 carbine, the Scar L assault rifle, and the HK416 since a suspect said AR like that eliminates others that use the same round and are uncommon in the west or aren't shaped like an AR15. Now these are all guns associated with special operations with the exception of the M4A1 which is also associated with conventional forces. This is not the soul reason I suspect he has spec ops training.” Redhood paused giving Batman a chance to process all that, “Fallow me.”

The two vigilantes entered the bridge where nothing was moved. Redhood then took out a second bullet.

“Now you see the 5.65 in three men but then in the others you see 9 by 19 or M9 pistol ammunition. This suggests he ran out of amou and in less than a split second pulled his pistol and shot the rest. Now this ain't as super human as you would think. This is something spec ops guys around the world are good at. They are drilled to switch from the primary go secondary till it becomes second nature. While this man might be genetically enhanced seeing the lower levels mess I still heard firm he is spec ops.”

“And why is that?” Batman questioned crossing his arms still believing it was no more than a common merc.

“The accuracy and speed of such a raid is just to tactical not to be. A normal spec ops guy goes in with a team of four against who knows how in many in close quarters. Speed accuracy is everything to them. I mean look absolutely no overkill. The exact amount of bullets in each man to kill him. Plus if he were a merc he wouldn't have released the prisoners on board.”

“So you believe there’s a new vigilante in town that has a very potentate military history?”

“Or Jsoc the best of the best who coordinates with the CIA is operating covertly with some classified operative on US soil.”

“And why suggest that why wouldn't they inform the police of their mission?”

“Technically Neither the military or the CIA has domain on American soil. That's the national guard,police, and FBI. Unless of course there’s a foreign attack. Maybe these guys were selling to terrorists. And due to inter agency rivalries the CIA decided to handle it themselves.”

“Is it over?” Batman questioned but he knew the provable answer to that, “And what if your wrong and it is a vigilante with military training.”

“No, Jsoc or vigilante he’s not done yet who ever ordered these weapon must be the distributor to their enemy. Or if he’s the vigilante he’s tracking a human trafficking rink. Whomever he us we’ll see more of him.”

“Then It’s time to get to work,” Batman started.

“Hold your horses,” Redhood said, “If he’s Jsoc you can't touch him. Firstly news headlines read Batman assaults US soldier on job. Secondly you just got the US government off your case you want them back on it.”

“But if he’s the vigilante?” Batman questioned realizing Redhood was right. If he was doing work for the government he’d have to condone it.

“Then you’ll want to take my suggestion any ways,” Redhood replied, “You’re the world's greatest detective stop beating people with your fists and do actual detective work. Find out who he is and his story then you can beat him.”

“Your right since we can conclude he was military he must have records even if they are classified.”

“And what heartless African american woman do we know who has access to classified information.”

“That is an excellent place to start.” Batman replied knowing exactly who he was referring to, “Thank you for your assistance Jason.”

“Hey the second you told me you wanted my opinion on guns I rushed over here.” Redhood replied, “And I’ll go undercover see if I can't dig up information on a possibly new ruthless vigilante from criminals. I'll get back to you when I find something valuable.”

The two men had their missions set. Their objective was fairly simple figure out who this man was and if possible stop him from killing more.