Execution Island
Snipers

Snipers

The massive explosion followed by a great shock inside the building created a tremendous panic. Soon, dozens of guests were searching for a safe place. They rushed to the elevator to leave the decades-old building immediately.

The dense black smoke coming from the emergency stairs made them decide to use the elevator. The blood-thinning smell from the victims of the blast also made hotel guests reluctant to use the emergency stairs.

"We follow those people" Jarot said as he ran. He tried to mingle with dozens of panicked hotel guests. Men, women, children or adults, all leave the room with anxiety. Hysterical voices and cries were heard from the women and children.

There was also confusion with the chaotic atmosphere in plain sight. They are guests - hotel guests who just woke up from sleep. After realizing the dangerous situation, then they panic.

The big tall man who was walking quickly beside him only nodded. The two walked among the hotel guests who were scrambling to get into the elevator. Some people were frightened and moved away when they saw the long gun in their hands. Jarot understood, this bald man immediately put his index finger in front of his nose. And a slight glaring gaze, had already made things calm again.

"They're coming !" Jarot panicked. His two eyeballs were rounded watching the dozens of troops move swiftly with a howl. It was clear that anger was emanating from the look in their eyes. Led by the commander, they walked down the third floor corridor. Then to the crowd of hotel guests waiting in front of the elevator.

"We're killing them all !" Answer Kubil with certainty. This man looks calmer, even though his heartbeat is getting faster. Both of Jhoni's men are really ready. It is evident that they did not give up one bit. Even determined to fight until they escape or die.

Their presence that mingles gives an advantage. But suddenly the crowd dispersed as the security forces approached.

"Soaring.... Give us a way... !" The commander. His hand pointed at the frightened hotel guests and gave them a code to get out of the way. Jarot grew increasingly panicked as dozens of troops drew closer and residents moved away. Sooner or later the existence of both can be recognized.

In the midst of this difficult situation, Jarot and Kubil had no choice but to advance. The two looked at each other before starting the action.

Doorrs... Doorr...

Jarot fired a shot up. The goal is that the crowd of panicked hotel guests get out of the way immediately. Kubil responded with a barrage of gunfire at dozens of troops advancing. This made the security forces who were only about twenty meters away into rags. Victims fell on their side.

"Campus all of you...!" Seru Kubil yelled sangar. Long-barreled rifles of booty continued to spew hot lead.

"Let's send them to hell !" Jarot replied no less. The two casually stepped forward as they continued firing at dozens of security forces who were panicked at being unprepared for the surprise attack.

The corridor hallway of the third floor of a jasmine-class hotel bears witness to how dangerous people are in distress. That's what happened with Jarot and Kubil. They realized that the angel of death was scouting him. At any moment a piece of his life could float and leave only a bunch of useless carcasses.

However, that also makes them desperate. In a situation like this, anything they can do. As it happens now. They are afraid of death, but they are challenging death.

"Ohhh.... !!"

"Youhhhh...!"

Screams of pain alternated from the security forces who were late to avoid. Two people collapsed after hot lead penetrated the upper chest. While some people have to walk because part of his leg experienced the same thing.

Others were as fast as lightning on the floor and prepared to give a counter-shot. The commander who had panicked, managed to survive by closing his body to the wall. Some of his men did the same.

"Badly, why did they suddenly appear before us ?!" Hardik the commander with eyes lit up. Clearly his anger. Unimaginable before fully armed troops made kacir lacquer defeated two street criminals.

"They mingled with the hotel guests, the commander" replied one of the troops who joined the wall.

"Mandate. They're very dangerous." The team down.

"Stop 'em... !" The commander. The gun in his hand is pointed up, giving an aba - aba to return the incoming shot.

"Prepare to do it, commander !" Reply members of the force. Dozens of rifles barked, spewing out dozens of hot lead that shot out mercilessly. Shooting is inevitable.

Of the number of people, of course Jarot and Kubil lost a lot. Plus the long-barreled shotgun booty that left only a few bullets. Jarot Panic, so does Kubil.

"How is this... !" Kubil hysterical. Some ***** flew only a few inches from his face.

"You still have grenades ?" Answer Jarot with questions. Both of them attached their backs to the walls of the corridor in order to survive the bullets.

"There's still one." Said Kubil while firing a counter-shot at the opponent.

"good. Get ready and throw it when it gets dark."

"OK... !"

Meanwhile, the commander and his army slowly advanced. He thought both his quarry would definitely surrender, as his men continued to strafe him with gunfire. Only occasionally get a reply from the two kidnappers.

"You'd better give up...!" The commander shouted loudly. In between shooting events, he tried to open a dialogue with his prey. Although the distance between the two camps is quite far, Jarot and Kubil can hear clearly.

"It's just that you survive to die - matian. You will still lose !" He shouted again with a voice that was no less loud. But in vain, because Jarot and Kubil did not rub it.

"Well, if that's what you want. Prepare to take death !" Hardik the commander again. This time his voice sounded desperate. Now he is more excited to open fire towards his prey. But something beyond belief happened.

Buumm....

Seerrtt... Serrt...

A fairly large fluorescent light in the sky - the sky, suddenly exploded. Instantly the corridor passage that had been light, suddenly became pitch-black. Only the sound of electricity and a few flashes of light remained.

"Now... !" Jarot gave orders to his friend. Kubil just glorified slowly. Instantly the pineapple grenade in his hand floated and fell right between the security forces who kept firing.

The great shock again occurred due to a fairly loud explosion. The sound of gunfire that was originally very noisy, now changed with a heart-wrenching groan. The dark hotel corridor turned sinister.

Dozens of body parts flew in all directions. Sparks of blood filled the corridors and walls of the hotel. Instantly the scent of blood flowed out in all directions. Only a few soldiers survived, including the field commander and two of his men.

Dooorr... Doorr....

"Pursue them...!"

"Each commander !"

Commanding officer after opening fire. His instincts are so strong that he can guess what will happen. Before the grenade Kubil threw fell and exploded, he had already jumped. He also realizes the moment Jarot and Kubil get into the elevator to escape.

"Aduuuhh... Shot my leg". Rintih Kubil as the elevator takes the two down on the first floor. The calf of his right leg was pierced by hot lead. The blood poured down making it hard to walk.

"You have to be strong, we'll be there soon" Jarot said, helping his friend get out of the elevator. But both of them were shocked by a very loud sound.

"Stop... !"

Being held by three men with long guns and pistols did not make Kubil and Jarot give up.

"It's time we finish this !" Jarot said while turning around. His right hand held a gun. His left hand restrains his friend's body.

"No..."

"What do you mean ?" ask Jarot in astonishment. Now they had faced off with three security forces with a distance of about fifteen meters

"You better run. Let this be my business". Answer Kubil again. Suddenly he pushed his friend's body away. Then with a limp step he came forward to welcome his death. The gun in his hand continued to bark until his body collapsed with three bullets lodged in his heart.

"Basic fool !"

Jarot ran through the hotel's lobby and through to the front yard. The swearing kept coming out of his mouth. For him what Kubil did was foolishness.

Arriving in the front yard, where three trucks were parked, this bald man was sure to survive. A member of the squad sleeping behind the wheel of a truck must wake up. At gunpoint, he was forced down with his hands on his head.

"Hurry out and throw your gun !" Hardened while pointing the gun.

"Don't try anything !" Excited again. He just stepped his feet to ride the vehicle. Suddenly he had to abandon his intentions.

Prang.... Prorough...

Jarot jumped away as the windshield and side of the truck were smashed by the hot lead. The commander and two of his new men continued to strafe him with gunfire

"Damn it....!" Jarot cursed it so it happened. But at a critical moment he can still provide a bluff.

"Stop.., or your men will die !" Jarot cried out loud. His finger was ready to press the trigger. The commander was shocked in disbelief. The driver who is driven can only resign.

"OKs.... We can talk about !" Answer the commander. Slowly he approached with heart.

"Stop... ! Stop right there and throw your guns !"

"Alright" said the commander, obeying the orders of the bald man not far in front of him. The remaining two men also did the same. However, many members of his army have died. He doesn't want to lose anymore.

"A.... !" Jarot cried with a triumphant smile. Highlight his eyes taking turns watching every single life-threatening move.

"Don't try to stop me from getting out of here !" Excited again. Slowly he stepped back, approaching the closest truck. The muzzle of the gun alternately he pointed. Occasionally to the driver who became a hostage. Occasionally he turned to the commander and two of his men.

"You better give up. Your punishment will surely be commuted" said the commander trying to negotiate. But his words made Jarot angry.

Dooorr...

Shot into the air he released with a face full of anger. Highlight his eyes sharply skinned his interlocutor

"You'd better shut up or your men become corpses right now !" His words are full of anger. The plaintiff had now reached for the truck door. His feet were ready to step up. But his body could never carry the vehicle.

Dooorr..dooorr .

Three hot pews managed to stop his steps. Two bullets managed to tear his back and penetrate into the heart. The bald-headed fat man died instantly. One bullet managed to make a hole in the batok of his head translucent into the jaw.

Bruuukk....

Jarot's body collapses next to a truck that will take him to the wild. The field commander smiled with relief. At first glance he thumbs up towards the rooftop of the building that is decades old.

For him putting a sniper was something very important. Especially if faced with a very desperate situation like the one he had just experienced. Slowly he looked at the figure who became the target of security from various countries. It turned out that the figure had to die in the hands of his men.

Seriate...