YM778.TV Chapter 489
‘I guess we’ll see Vera’s prowess in organizing shit…’ I thought to myself as I talked to my earpiece.
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“Okay, I could be there in 15 minutes… at the earliest.”
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[Fifteen? Okay, we’ll have a smoke then. Hurry up!]
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“Can you tell me what’s the rush about?”
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[Nah, it’s better if you see it up close. I don’t know if you’d like it or not.]
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“Like it or not?”
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[Just hurry up and get here as fast as you could!]
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“Do I need to bring more soldiers?”
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[Eh~ you’re f.u.c.k.i.n.g with me? What would I need more soldiers for? Well, bring a few so you wouldn’t take some from me, heh. Get here quick!]
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“Okay, Sir. I’m gonna need a little favor once we get there though.”
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[Huh? Sure, sure. Anything that you need.]
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“Anything? You sure?”
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[Within reason, you little shit.]
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“Heh, I just need help with transport.”
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[That’s within reason, okay. I have a couple parked in Iskoh’s place waiting for orders.]
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“I’ll send you the place now then.”
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[Okay, hurry the f.u.c.k up. Oscar and I would grow mustaches if you take longer!]
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“We’ll be quick, already taking care of it.”
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[Great, see you in a few.]
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The president ended the call so I was now looking at the helicopter parked by the cargo helicopter we brought.
It was a Bell UH-1 Iroquois that was a utility military helicopter. It was powered by a single turboshaft engine that had two-bladed main rotors and two-bladed tail rotors. It was not the same kind of helicopter as the first two that we took home because the first two were for civilian use and simple cargo transport.
Like the first two that we took, the UH-1 didn’t have any sort of armaments attached to it but there was a place to mount machine guns and rocket pods.
‘Most of them are donations from the US so… can’t complain that much…’ I thought to myself.
I told Vera of the plan first through a quick call.
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“Hey Vera, I’m gonna put you in charge of things while we’re away. Can you do it?”
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[Sure, you’re already done arranging them, right?]
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“Yeah, just start with the specials first then follow it with the guns and ammo. After that, continue with medical supplies and food. You know, the usual routine…”
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[I got the gist of it. It’s easy enough.]
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“Okay, I’ll trust you on that.”
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After that quick call, I gathered a dozen people and told them about the quick change of plans.
I would be coming with Kaley, Tatiana, Jared, Matthew, Ibarra, Mikhail, Artem, Katya, Bogdan, Kristoff, Natasha, and Igor. I could bring a couple more with us but I decided against that because we still needed to bring our equipment just in case we would stay longer than expected. Aside from that, a few more from my team like Lois, Cynthia, Brian, Carlo, and a few more from Artem’s team wanted to come with us but they were tasked with guarding what we would be leaving behind until picked up by our helicopters.
“As soon as we fly to the City of Navotas, Honassan would bring the helicopter on the love hotel to take the place of the UH-1. The ones left would fill the cargo helicopter to the brim while Vera and the rest will wait for the ones from the president’s side to help us. If they took too long, our own cargo helicopter would fly back to fetch the remaining items until it’s done. Any questions?” I started.
“Why is Rod asking for us again? I think I didn’t hear what he said.” Matthew asked.
“He didn’t tell me. He just told us to hurry up and I said we’ll be there in 15 minutes.” I replied.
“I guess we’ll get more tours eh?” Bogdan commented after lighting his used cigar that he hid earlier.
“Da, shall we go now?” Artem added after grabbing his gear.
My new group replenished everything that we used before hauling a few more items in our UH-1. We took a few ammo cans from the haul we collected plus a few food items to take along the way. Aside from that, we were casually hiding an RPG-7 and a .50 Cal machine gun just in case things get ugly.
As soon as we were ready, I flew the UH-1 straight to the City of Navotas where the president and Oscar were currently located.
It took us a few minutes to get there and it was pretty obvious as to where they were docked.
The place was filled with several shipping containers stacked on top of each other but I noticed that some of them were recently moved to block the dead from coming inside. They seemed to have already cleared a huge area where they set up a small camp to take a small breather from the work they have done.
“I guess it’s them by the large tent?” Kaley asked me.
“I could see Oscar’s SUV close to it. I bet they’re the three sitting casually by the benches…” I replied.
“What’s the shipping container beside them though?” Kaley added.
“We’ll see when we land…” I replied.
The outpost Iskoh took for themselves in his city was the Manila South Harbor while the new outpost the president and Iskoh took for us was the Manila North Harbor. The North Harbor was located just by the border of the City of Navotas and the City of Manila but it was occupying a much larger area compared to the South Harbor.
It was three times the size the South Harbor was nestled in and it would definitely take more people and resources to keep it in check and secure.
‘Hope we get more help than just them taking it for us…’ I thought to myself.
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[Sir, land by the edge where you could see a few signal lights.]
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“Gotcha.”
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It didn’t take long for us to land on the North Harbor and we were welcomed by the combined soldiers of the president and Iskoh. Seeing the look on some of their faces when they saw Artem confirmed that they were somewhat revered because of the work they’ve done on the other side.
A few soldiers guided us to where the three were and we followed after grabbing our gear.
“Your team have a reputation among their ranks, eh?” I turned to Artem.
“Da, it’s because of the number of suicide missions we did. I’ll tell you about it later.” Artem replied, reaching for a snack.
“Great, don’t leave any details. I want to hear the whole thing. I-” I was about to continue speaking, but I was cut off by the dull thuds and screams coming from the shipping container beside the president, Oscar, and Iskoh.
My group immediately turned in the direction of the noise while I was looking at the facial expression the three were wearing.
The president was always himself but I could feel a bit of bloodl.u.s.t hidden from his normal expression while Oscar seemed to be looking at me more closely. Iskoh looked a bit ‘different’ from the last time I saw him but I will make sure to give him another punch if he threw another glare at me.
“What’s this?” Matthew instantly asked about the shipping container the moment he joined the three.
“To explain it quickly, they’re prisoners… for now.” the president replied.
A few more thuds followed with garbled screams but everything got a lot more confusing when I saw Cyrill being escorted by a soldier. He was looking a little bit better the last time I saw him but he still looked skinny even when he was wearing baggy clothing. When I looked closer, it seemed that he was just detained and he had no marks to tell me that he was ‘questioned’ thoroughly.
“We’re here, what’s this about and why is Cyrill here?” I turned to the president.
“I picked him up while driving here. Borris is here too, but he’s looking through some of the containers.” Oscar answered.
“That doesn’t answer much though. Who are inside that shipping container then?” I asked another question.
“Let’s ask your cousin first. Morales! Open the container!” the president yelled.
As soon as the shipping container was opened, several rugged individuals came out while clad in chains. They tried to attack the soldier named Morales the moment they rushed out but Morales quickly stabbed the first one that rushed towards him.
The knife dug into the prisoner’s arm then Morales kicked him down.