After a long night of a pleasurable moment between Starley and Tyler, going out to a late night bar for an intoxicating drink to getting down laid in bed. The next day rises early morning, as Tyler lays asleep in his room, he can barely hear the tweeting whistle of the drill sergeants outside the barrack. Tyler groans irritably having to get up at this early. He gets up out of his bed at his very reluctant mood making his way to the bathroom, takes a shower, brush his teeth, then get groomed and dressed in his green Star Regime military uniform wearing his private first class rank badge and his green hat with the bright green star iconic symbol in the middle. He leaves the barrack momentarily, watching the starsoldiers, starmarines, and starrangers all lined up in formation stances. He looks at the other star units eating breakfast at the mess hall from the distance, then seeing another small squad of starmarines rising up the Star Regime flag up the flag post at the center of the base. Another squad of starsoldiers raising another flag up near the bunker. While being observant, he sees Starbeam with Starley seemingly having a friendly conversation at this hour in the calm early day both walking from the other barracks to the precision training room. He turns to see Starcraft and some of the starsoldiers working behind the weaponsmith-blacksmith stand developing fresh weapons, battle attires, repairing weapons and creating ammunition for the star troops and the Star Regime forces. Seeing enough of activity, Tyler himself heads over to the military gym to work out. His work out ranges from lifting up weights from ten pounds to thirty pounds for forty minutes, proceeding to do ten push-ups, ten sit-ups, five pull-ups, then spends forty-minutes doing the punching bag, moving to stretch out his arms and legs for twelve minutes, then spending an hour and a half doing the treadmill. He throws in another hour and a half running on the treadmill at a slightly challenging pace. He stops to take a break drinking vitamin water he got since coming inside. Finished with the drink he continues to work out lifting forty pounds of dumbbells for half an hour long. He goes back to the punching bag and throws punches and kicks at it for a full hour long. Next using the pulley system machine to work on his shoulders, abs, and legs for forty-five minutes. He finishes his morning exercise being all by himself leaving the place. Making his way to the course track the orange-haired boy starts to run around the long track, passing around three full times before sitting down to rest. He goes at it again running through the track two more times then calls it quits. He heads to his barrack seeing Starbeam and Starley heading to the gym both wearing gym attire to work out after an hour back of precision training to his barrack to his room to take a shower from working up a massive sweat. Drinking up enough water before his shower.
In the meantime, Starcraft working hard for over four hours when Tyler is doing his thing he crafted over two hundred of firearms from handguns to machine gun plus three hundred fifty extra firearms provided for the army. He repaired two thousand of guns and other war equipment and created over five million of varying ammunition.
Inside the gym as both Starbeam and Starley having their alone time working out, a starsoldier comes in to deliver a message to them regarding their scout recon search. Starbeam nodded as Starley finished lifting weights working up a beating sweat looking at her lover in a mouthing conversation with Starbeam and the starsoldier.
Tyler after finished taking a shower got dressed and head to the infirmary for a checkup. The field nurse tested him, went through an x-ray, check his heartbeat, blood pressure, checked his temperature, then gives him two anti-bacteria immunity shots before he is documented and released.
Tyler heads to the precision training passing by some starmarines. There he works more with sub-machine guns and light machine guns firing out on multiple pop-up targets emptying out three magazines. Reloading after reloading and alternating between each automatic guns. He precision practice his sharp-shooting skills for two and a half hours long. He adds in another half an hour long to work on his precision skills using a variety of handguns.
Afterward, he leaves the place and a starsoldier comes up to him...
"Private Wolfenstein, X Vice Colonel Starbeam would like to see you in his bunker."
Tyler stands there looking a bit confused... "Okay, I will go over there and see what he wants with me."
He heads to the bunker, arriving inside he goes to look for his green twin buddy of his, not in the command center, briefing room, intel room, not in most of the rooms until one of the star troops stops to let him know where he is looking for...
"If you are looking for X Vice Colonel Starbeam, he is located at the dining hall eating an early lunch with his girlfriend, Starley."
Tyler nods. "Okay."
He heads to the dining hall meeting and seeing Starbeam eating formally with Starley...
"Good morning to you, Private Tyler. Please have a seat and join with us."
Tyler feels somewhat uncomfortable but decides to sit down and joins them for lunch. Though he feels slightly nervous a bit to grab food off of the plates, watching Starley eating much of everything with glee and Starbeam eating at his own pace, wiping his mouth with the table cloth...
"Eat, Private, surely you must be hungry. Are you feeling okay?" Starbeam wonders.
"Uhh yeah, I am doing fine."
"Eat, Tyler please. Starbeam brings you to treat you out to good food here." Starley encourages him to eat.
"Starley, don't add it to more of his nervousness."
"Hey hey, Starbeam it's okay, don't be taking away Starley's freedom of speech."
Starbeam shoots him the firm blank look. "She is my girlfriend, Private and my closest secretary for this base of operation. Thus you have forgotten to properly address me as X Vice Colonel Starbeam to you, Private. You are in my military base wearing the green uniform that belongs to the regime of my nation."
"Uhh okay." Tyler feeling a bit more sickening and discomfort having to be disciplined in the middle of the meal. Always hating to be lectured that it brings so many memories back during his time on Earth when he was being lectured by his mom the most. He couldn't stand taking any more hard lectures, advice, or any form of verbal punishments.
"No, Private Wolfenstein, you should address back to me as 'Yes, sir, or yes, X Vice Colonel.'" Starbeam reminds him with the serious firm blank look he is giving out.
Starley looking discontent watching the tiny heat slowly building with the tension between Tyler and Starbeam.
"I wonder how so many of people that joined your cause have so much respect for you being at that young age and at high power."
Starbeam barely clenches his fist on the table with his blank keen eyes glaring at him. "Surely you don't get it, Private. It takes a lot of bravery, risk of life, and education to be able to rise up into being a mighty leader in command of your own regime party. It is not that easy if you are not disciplined. You are lucky to be excluded from the rest of the army out there since you are working with me under my own precise orders. It is absurd a long story to state from my own personal experience. You will find out in the long run of what it takes to be your own leader running a large population under your own party."
Tyler looks discouraged with the thought of rising up to be a king-like leader with people working under him with loyalty and passion without a doubt of betrayal. Still feeling uneased to eat or drink he just sits there sulking up the shame that Starbeam gave him. Even Starley can feel his emotional shameness losing a bit of her appetite with little remaining food on her plate.
"Forgive me, Private Tyler for hurting your feelings or putting you down of your appetite, that same goes for you, Starley."
Tyler reminds silent and spacing out like he is in an open coma.
"Heh, it's okay, Starbeam, but I honestly think you should show little respect to Private Tyler. He is not like any of the soldiers out there, he has a future deep-down somewhere in his heart, that one day he will be just like you, being in your shoes one day." Starley trying to bring a positive light into the conversation hoping to cheer Tyler up.
"Hmph, sometimes being tough has to knock some sense though. People will remain hard-headed constantly sticking to their normal routine and disciplining them will slowly help them change and develop different methods to alter their daily life. It how it is if people refuse to change themselves and change their ways of running their own life, I will respect that. But here in this base under my own authority, my jurisdiction, and my total responsibilities- when citizens join this regime they must be subjected to address me as the Xtreme Vice Colonel. Private Tyler Wolfenstein will soon be disciplined to understand that."
"Hmmm, I guess I can't say anything to that, it's your rules, baby." Starley replied feeling a bit discomfort emotionally.
"Since you both don't see too hungry after all, I will have the maids and servants tidy up the dining hall. Please meet up at the command center immediately for your next assignment."
Starbeam gets up and leaves the dining room as the servants and maids start clearing the plates. Starley feeling remorse for Tyler as she gets up to follow Starbeam before Tyler finally gets up to go with them.
Meeting at the command room, Tyler seeings Starbeam being at the front of the room ready ti give details for the next mission. He sees Starley, Starcraft, Stargreene, and Starr all presence along with some starsoldiers and starmarines in the room...
"Private Tyler, you looked down, you okay?" Starr asked.
Tyler nods feeling emotional.
"Starr just let him be," Starley vouches for him.
"Why be all sobbed up, you were just lucky enough to enjoy a great quality of delicious meal with them two earlier last ten seconds while I was out constructing ammos, weapons, wearable gears, and repairing a lot of tactical equipment for the soldiers. It is hard work for me," Starcraft said.
"I am not going to take part in stirring any emotional roller coasters, let's just see what X Vice Colonel Starbeam has to say," Stargreene added.
With them all paying attention to the Star Regime leader, Starbeam begins his discussion...
"A starsoldier has given me vital information upon the first reconnaissance regiment team were sent out from within locally here of Polonodo City. They returned safely unharmed reporting activities of the rising formed gang called the Wretching Mafia. They were rapidly growing per hour with nine-hundred eighty-two members. Their leader addressed himself as Mr.Wretch the responsible person behind the forming of the gang. I have sent the first and second regiment to deal with them at their campsite in the rural areas east of the suburbans. I am sending you Private Tyler along with Starr and Stargreene to handle this objective. This time you all don't have to leave immediately, you can choose to leave whenever you are ready by means if it takes two days to be prepared. The third and fourth regiment are on their way to back up the first and second. The fifth regiment to the seventh has brought down the influence from the west rural side. The Polondo police have managed to bust several of their hideout spots in the downturn areas arresting many of alleged gangs involved with drug trafficking, but despite that, there has been gunfire exchange between them and the local law enforcement. Closing up the briefing, do whatever it takes to put an end to the Wretching Mafia gangs," Starbeam lectured.
"Understood, X Vice Colonel Starbeam," Both Stargreene and Starr replied.
Tyler remained quiet and spaced out, but he heard him clearly.
"Good luck you three," Starley cheered with a warm smile.
"I have prepared a huge variety of firearms, grenades, gadgets, and protective body armors outside on the crafting table for you guys. Load up as much as you can before you embark to deal with the mafias," Starcraft said.
"got it, Starcraft." Said Starr.
Tyler leaves the bunker but gets caught up by both Starr and Stargreene getting in front of him...
"Hey hey, Private Tyler, what's wrong?" Starr asked.
"Care to discuss your hidden problems with us two?" Stargreene chimed in.
Tyler shakes his head no.
"You know that X Vice Colonel Starbeam has us assigned to work with you for this mission, it will be difficult to work with you if you don't tell us of your personal concern to us both, Private." Stargreene restated.
Starr nods his head. "Exactly what he said.
"I don't feel too comfortable telling you about it, it's more of something I should be bringing to Star- X Vice Colonel Starbeam," Tyler replied.
"Oh, well okay if that makes you feel eased up, I don't want to be in your way whatever you are about to do." Says Starr.
"I suggested that you go to him and voice your concern to him about it before we embark to deal with the mafia freaks," Stargreene added.
Tyler nods as he walks both Starr and Stargreene moving aside for him to pass by.
Throughout the day, Starr and Stargreene loaded up their arsenal of firearms, grenades, body armors, medical kits, and combat knives. Then the two spend the rest of the day working out exercising in the gym. Meantime for Tyler himself being all alone, he goes to the track to run four laps around through. Sweating as he runs to make the fifth lap, he sees Starbeam suddenly sitting there finding it awkward for Tyler himself to see his green-haired twin alone together as if it was a set up from Starley herself to bring him to witness him...
"Starb- I mean X Vice Colonel Starbeam, what do you want now? Distracting me from my exercise."
"I just came to see how you are doing, improving your mobility is good, very healthy."
Tyler sighs to himself. "Starley, your girl must have told you or begged you to come to see me here, didn't she?"
"I have no choice, she pleaded very hard to me and I accepted to her wish to do so. Unfortunately, she made the wrong decision to disturb me from writing out documents for new recruits and working on the payroll salary."
"Anyway, I want to tell you that I find it inappropriate for you to give me a lecture when I wanted to sit down relax and eat a good meal. Considering you are at a young age like me and fairly young yourself, I don't like having to respect you as who you are in your duties calling you X Vice Colonel Starbeam when you are just a same human being as I am! I don't like it!" Tyler vents his frustration to him.
"I see, don't forget I saved you from those street thugs last time. It's a given privilege for you to join the Star Regime to develop as a soldier with combat skills and handling risky and dangerous situations out on your own. You are in a brand new world, given by an allied friend of mine- you were stuck back on the reality of the planet Earth. You used to live with your family for roughly twenty years of your lonely life wanting a better future. Seeing the boredom and solely having to work then drive back home in a repetitive process cycle of your routine. You feel that emotional pain of emptiness and lost having very little to almost no friends in life, but only a high volume of acquaintances you sometimes feel discomfortable to talk to them. The mixed feelings of being anti-social and pro-social given based on the settings- when you work and well-rested you feel great and open to communicate with your colleagues but not healthy, tired, irritable then you feel you don't want to communicate with them or anybody around you. You have a mental condition that limits and impairs your ability to speak, communicate, other words feeling of self-betrayal to yourself while the other part of you want to make friends within your thoughts. You feel that it is easy to make friends and get along with them inside your mind but doing so is very difficult- you can't manipulate the minds of other human beings to be your friend nor accept for who you are yet how you are, sad but it is just the way it is. Because of your mental condition, you mostly don't go out to places for recreation as you can feel mentally you don't blend in well with the community, let alone you have very limited interests and activities- you mostly are picky or selective in what you want to do. What I see through you is that you are still somewhat anti-social and confused. That is the past reality you were in, suffering continuous emptiness, loneliness, boredom, the feeling of desiring friendship especially craving for a loving relationship to cleanse away your whole solitude, blooming your soul with love, compassion, and intimacy. I understand how you feel, I used to be like that for eight years long, but after that, I had to embrace that I will be lonely at some point and be on my own, the differences is I kept relying on my family to help me reach for success. Then down the road, I slowly get back on my feet and strive to take care of myself and not worry about whether or not I will have friends by my side- because what matters the most is your own life and what is needed are food, water, shelter, and currency that are focused on survival. Companionships are not forever nor long-lasting, you can't expect to rely on them to be there for you when you are in need. What good use is of them if they backstab you, betray you, treat you like trash, never to be pure loyal to you like how your family gives you. Your parents always will love you no matter what, they will give you advice and tell you to do the right thing. Your mental perception often obscures your judgment thinking you don't like it and find it irritating to be told. You wish you wanted to be independent, owning your own house, live a happy future life with a family of your own, prosper greatly, etc. It's not going to be easy. How you are and how you ended up here, you got into a car accident that time, you were rushed to the hospital and you died from over-suffering terminal depression, the medical specialists have revived you in the statis cell chamber with super-advanced technologies only given almost by God himself to reborn you anew with slight different features that made you as who you are now, teleported you into this world. So that brings you to this day now, you are Private Tyler Wolfenstein. I am here to help you build your new future on this planet of Titanumas. You will, in the long run, be successful and one day maybe you become your own boss ruling your own nation and find someone who you love that will respect you of who you are with loyalty, compassion, care, and admiration of your good deeds. I am sorry for telling you such long boring details about your personal life, but I hope that answers most of your hidden questions a lot better. Anyway, I am sorry for giving you a hard time back at lunchtime, I hope you forgive me. In a sincere manner as what I gave you, please address me as X Vice Colonel Starbeam from now on. I should have paid more care of your sensibility of your emotions, Private. I will leave you alone and let you continue to run the tracks," Starbeam lectured showing his soft side of him.
Tyler having to hear all that long discussion from him seeing him soften up with a sly smile on his face his green eyes slightly glistens almost as if he is about to shed tears, makes him in a state of sorrow, depressed, and feeling of guiltiness- he runs up to him as he is about to walk away. Starbeam hears the loud footsteps from behind as he turns around suddenly getting hugged by his orange-haired twin Tyler who almost breaks down emotionally in tears as he cuddles tightly into him. This makes Starbeam in utter curious to his lecture bewilders him to hug him that much- cueing that he must find it appearing to his life knowing he did tell him that he has very little friends and that he will have much difficult time being a successful future parent with a great job. His face expresses a slight blush with both hands in the air not wanting to lay his hands on him as he lets him hug him...
"Y-you okay there, Private? I said I am sorry for what happened earlier, I assumed my long details have made you all down in some ways."
"No... It's fine, just that how you took the time to tell me about how my real life was made me emotional to the heart. I just hope that I won't feel lonely in this world, I don't like being who I am if I will still be lonely."
"Well, I can try to help you with that, but it's not a promised fix on that matter."
Tyler sheds tears down his face while continuing to hug Starbeam as he shows some feelings for him remaining calm and sympathetic to him... "Private Tyler, do tell me... What is what you seek in this world that I could try my best to make it happen?"
"What I hope to see come true is I hope to have friends, make friends. If I have to properly address you as X Vice Colonel Starbeam, then what I hope in return is to make friends, become successful, and more importantly, find love."
"You most certainly got your wishes answered, you did experience what it's like to be in bed with my girlfriend, Starley that time. You currently are employed to serve me and the regime for a fair salary with free meals and a place to rest without cost. You can consider me as your friend along with Starcraft, Stargreene, and Starr. If you think more like wanting to go outside and have fun like that I can make it happen."
Starley comes in seeing Tyler hugging Starbeam... "What, oh my, Starbeam!!! You lucky charms you hugging Tyler without having him to have a chest to wrap his arms around me? I am so jealous of you!"
"H-hold on, Starley, it's not what it seems! It's a long story, if you want him you can have him- I will be more pleased if you don't bother me a lot when I am working on my things."
"Awwww, I am sorry, baby, I won't let that happen again. Maybe, but yay! Come here, Tyler let me warm you up with my hugs, better than Starbeam's."
He shoots a disgusted look before leaving them two alone for a moment heading back to the bunker to continue his work.
Tyler and Starley ended up spending the rest of the night cuddling together out at the garden sitting on the bench, working out together, practicing their precisions, and having dinner in the dining hall at the bunker before Tyler calls it a night.
The next day, Tyler quickly wakes up early, showers, brush his teeth, drink vitamin water, gets dressed up, heads up prepares his arsenal before making his way to the middle of the gate to wait for Starr and Stargreene to arrive.
"Oh hey Private Tyler," Stargreene said.
"Good morning, Tyler. How are you?" Starr greeted.
"I am doing great, you both!" Tyler exclaimed with a cheerful smile.
"Hmm, you seemed more positive than yesterday," Starr said, smiling.
"Well let's just say I work things out with X Vice Colonel Starbeam alone. It went well, he seems to know me very well," Tyler replied.
"Yeah, he is good at predicting us like a book, he did study most of his life in school. Part of his big brains is what made him the leader in the first place- ya know the saying the more you study the more bucks you will make." Said Stargreene.
Tyler nods.
"Anyway, let's get going, time to get on with the mission! I hope everyone is prepared for another risky fight with the gangs." Said Starr.
"Oh great, another gang to deal with," Tyler complains to himself.
The three head to the vehicle hanger to Starr's armored combat van, getting in the vehicle with Starr being the driver. Then they take off from the base out on the street driving a hundred miles to the east rural area of Polondo. Upon arriving at the site, the waves of the charging star troops raiding the lands putting any of the Wretching Mafia gangs down with gunfire and grenades...
"Looks like our boys are doing a fantastic job routing to their demises." Says Starr. "Private Tyler, get on the stationary machine gun behind and let's wrap this one up really quick!"
"Got it.
Tyler gets behind the MG turret as Starr drives around the land where the retreating gangs are at. Starr, firing his sub-machine gun while driving through the car window at the driver's side, Stargreene kills the gangs on his right with the assault carbine, and Tyler mowing down the most of them with the MG all proving morale boost with the cheering star soldiers. They altogether completely secured the lands of the gangs. Starr making a U-turn driving towards the suburbans...
"Not long, Starbeam sent out the coordinates of our first lead in the suburban streets of Polondo. Starbeam has told me he heard from several escaped and tortured victims that there is a hideout at this location, a fifty-mile drive north-west. "
"Sounds like these thugs are poisonous," Tyler said, heading back down to the back seat.
"You can say that, but they are dangerous, just be ready for them. That fight was just a quick warm-up, now it's only us three to deal with the rest of them alone," Stargreene said.
Time passed by they arrive at the hideout parking at a distance in the open parking space from it. The three sees several of the mafias in varying colors of teal-green, lime-green, brown, orange, and red loose punk attire. Some of them smoking cigars, a few chattering, and the rest chilling outside...
"There it is, we found their hideout. We are going to cloak and knock them out," Stargreene said.
Starr and Tyler both nodded.
The three leave the vehicle being invisible making their way to the hideout. They approach near the groups of mafias, Starr looking for something to get their attention away from the building he sees some vehicles parked nearby behind the metal fence with the locked gate blocking the way. Starr silently gestures them to wait as he moves up near the gate. He throws a pipe bomb right in the middle of the vehicles waiting six seconds before detonation. The loud wide explosions combined with the popping vehicles attracted the mafia's attention...
"What the hell, the cars!"
"How did an explosion randomly pops-up like that?"
"Quick! Alert the rest inside!"
"Okay guys, go beat them down!" Starr orders.
They swoop in and began beating the mafias while cloaking. Clear of them, they advance to the building. Stargreene drawing his automatic shotgun he blasts the security passcode and the door handle before kicking the door forced open. The three enter inside the hideout seeing the large living space seemingly abandoned but containing all the torture items...
"Empty. This is strange," Starr said.
The three uncloak themselves but right at the moment, they been ambushed by the cockings of firearms from the mafias up on the second floor aimed upon them. More mafias coming from the two surrounding rooms showed up with the door closing behind them, then a peal of chuckling laughter is heard as the right-hand man appears before the rest of the mafias...
"Heh heh heh heh, look what we got ourselves with, some advanced technological fiends that came out of hiding."
"Who the hell are you?!" Tyler bluntly interrupts.
"Well, how rude of you to speak of me like that!"
Starr quickly tosses a smoke bomb in the air that explodes into thick clouds of smoke in a second, stunning every mafia into coughing. The three take action, drawing their automatic assault rifles and start gunning down the entire mafia inside the building...
"S-stop them from escaping, come on!" The right-hand man of Wretching Mafia said, coughing bitterly.
The Wretching Mafia gangs fell dead in a matter of seconds with many more being wounded in the process, they try to fight back but still coughing badly from the thick smokescreen not affecting the three taking cover behind a bent over table. The coughing right-hand man quickly makes his escape to the west left door, Tyler sees that...
"That guy is getting away!"
Stargreene and Starr both place a C-4 bomb on the walls setting it for ten seconds and bolt for the door where they came back maintaining suppressing gunfire. Starr blasts down the door and all three retreat back to the vehicle as the building explodes big into smitherines destroying all the gangs inside. Without hesitation right as the right-hand man coughing through his worst adventures heads to his getaway vehicle with two of the mafia bodyguards in the back seat armed with sub-machine guns keeping an eye of any trouble.
"The GPS has pinpointed where that vehicle is going next, there is a warehouse thirty miles north-west. We are going ahead of them and topple their drug trafficking," Stargreene said, observing the GPS system on the radio hood.
Starr's vehicle takes off before the right-hand man's, unaware of their plots.
Arriving at the warehouse, the mafias bringing out small crates containing xylaphis notices the strange armored looking vehicle with a mounted machine gun until they realized that ain't the right-hand man. Tyler wastes no seconds getting on the MG turret beginning to blast them dead. Starr slowly drives to a halt with Stargreene leaving the vehicle with a front barrel roll with dual assault carbine out ready to fire- providing firepower in synchronization with Tyler's. Starr laters helps the two out and they all clear the outside vicinity of the warehouse. Except for right when Starr and Stargreene both walking up to the crates to examine it, two gangs slowly sneaking behind with steel crowbars in their hands in an attempt to bash them head open out cold. Their demise was met when both Starr and Stargreene heard a twig snapped by one of the mafias stepping on it by bad luck turned around with green electric teaser zappers in their hand, zapping them two down...
"Idiots." Uttered Stargreene.
Starr dons on the radio communication headset same with Stargreene and Tyler who joins them at the loading bay...
"In case of need to communicate, we got our radios equipped on. Private Tyler, let's quickly destroy this stupid warehouse before that fool in that ugly fancy vehicle shows up, going to surprise him." Chattered Starr with an evil smile on his face.
Tyler simply nods wasting no time moving towards the building with his equipped special necklace ready he goes through the walls and start planting three explosions near flammable sources then heads out taking ten seconds to be done that fast...
"Very quickly done you are, Private, good work."
"Thank you, Starr, I set the explosives for forty-five seconds."
"Now let's head back to the van."
Back inside the vehicle, Stargreene checks on the GPS showing activities located at another second warehouse with twenty miles drive southeast of the town... "We got activity taking place at that location, mafia related."
"Buckle up, everyone. High-speed drive time!" Starr said, turning on his vehicle and pulling down the drive pad to drive.
Taking off like the wind on the quiet roads to their destination while the first warehouse explodes five times raining burning debris down. By the time the right-hand man arrives inside the vehicle, to his shocking horror and disgust, he finds the warehouse destroyed burning and all the down gangs being buried beneath hot debris...
"Who the fucking hell did this?!"
"Uhh you think for a moment it's those three military agents looking kids that are primarily responsible for this devastation," One of the Wretching Mafia gangs in the backseat said.
The right-hand man shoots him the blank look creating a small tension and that gang gets kicked out of the car and is shot by the right-hand man himself pumping three bullets in him dead.
Meantime Tyler, Starr, and Stargreene arrived at the next warehouse from a safe clear distance parking in an isolated dirt terrain near the trees. Stargreene inside the vehicle using enhanced thermal binoculars he spots a person in a colorful suit directing orders to the thugs loading up the cargo trucks full of wide containers containing Xylaphis...
"Yup, that person is the key objective. He must be one of the Wretching Mafia's associates telling the rest of the gangs to stock full of the goods inside those eight cargo trucks. There are ten patrols cycling around the building near the loading bay, then three snipers on the rooftop near it."
"What is your thoughts on how we should approach it? We parked from a distance so they can't see us at all. Private Tyler, what is your thoughts about this?" Starr asking for a suggestion.
"If I am not mistaken, if our goal is to do whatever we can like what X Vice Colonel Starbeam said to put an end to the Wretching Mafia gangs from growing, my tactical mind tells me to let's blow up that warehouse! Blow it up from a distance."
Stargreene snaps his fingers at that idea. "I agree with you, Private Tyler, good thinking."
"Then who's going to be the one to blow up the warehouse?" Tyler wonders.
"Oh leave that to me, I brought along a good mate that can be proven useful for this assignment," Starr replied with a smile.
Leaving out of the driver seat, Starr heads to the back of the van to open the back doors finding a large compartment platform on the bottom of the motor bed. Popping the secure latch open to find a green bazooka loaded with large ballistic ammo. Starr equips the heavy weapon bringing on his both arms and moving out to a different area to give the gangs looking the other way thinking it came from that direction which Starr is going to fire the weapon from the northwest near the small building. Aiming precisely using the iron sight of the bazooka at the core building, he fires out a shot and it strikes home sending the warehouse up in smoke taking out the rest of the mafia gangs and severely wounding the left-hand man who swears out as he falls to the ground wounded and charred.
Starr rejoins back putting back the weapon and closing the compartment before slamming both back doors shut, heading back into the driver seat...
"There all done, simple one two three."
"What about that guy?" Tyler points to the mortally injured left-hand man who is struggling to get back on his feet making a blind run for his life as he mouth angry words to himself.
"Don't worry about him, something bad is going to happen to him and the rest of the associates. I checked on the GPS, the next activities coming from the ghetto location in the southern suburbs. I read the local news that there is a gang war going on there. They Wretching Mafias are battling against other gangs along with the Polondo police units. There are several leaders of that mafia partaking in the war of the streets along with other major leaders."
"I am ready to take on the big armies of gangs!" Tyler exclaimed with excitement.
"Oh you love to shoot somebody that bad, don't you, Private?" Starr said.
"Uh huh, yes I do. All the time I been learning how to use guns and grenades, I now getting a hang of putting my life on the line for the purpose of being somebody, a brave somebody."
"Keep up your positive valor and maybe X Vice Colonel Starbeam may promote you along with a raise," Stargreene added.
"Uhh, hopefully, but I doubt that."
Starr turns on the ignition and starts driving off to the ghetto, driving at seventy miles per hour south. Making it to the land-torn smoking and bullet-ridden areas full of aggressive chatterbox with the police trying to calm the situation down not really combating against eight different other gangs against them and the Wretching Mafias. Starr instructs Tyler to mouth the MG turret and Stargreene to head to the back of the van while he hits the button transforming the front of the motor into offensive combat mode bringing four machine guns on sides with side missiles and an array of missiles on the top hood...
"Brace yourselves, soldiers. I will be driving around the streets, there are very many of the gangs and the police units are being overrun like that caught in between the grueling street fight," Starr said.
"Don't count on me if I end up going to the hospital," Tyler responds to Starr's statement.
Driving up the small bump at a high-velocity speed making the vehicle leap up high in the air landing down in the middle of the intersection where the whole battle participants can see it, Tyler starts shooting the gangs he sees with Stargreene shooting through the hole inside the back of the van with light machine gun. Starr locking on the attacking targets on his left hiding inside the building on the third floor shooting a volley of missiles at the locked coordinate location putting the buildings out. In the ensuing fight, Tyler killed five hundred of other gangs and slays two hundred of the Wretching Mafias burning limitless ammo on the machine gun turret, hearing the volley of missiles going off from Starr taking out ten buildings that the gangs are hiding and shooting from. Stargreene took out seven gangs ridiculously rushing towards the vehicle with their blunt weapons, aiming at the twenty gangs of different factions battling out among each other he kills them all watching some of them falling off the building down to their demise.
The green motor makes a sharp turn with total gang casualties of varying factions increased to four thousand with thirty buildings liberated but destroyed. Starr sees one of the Polondo police units waving for them at the checkpoint to the northwest three meters ahead at the distance. Sounds of rumbling distance explosions began going off in small areas of the ghetto site with chatterbox of shouting and heavy resisting gunfire whistle all around the streets, each gang members taking casualties from all factions including the police units and the Wretching Mafias. Starr pulls over, rolling down the side window as one of the policemen walks up to him...
"You must be the known Star Regime members that have been dealing with much of the gang problems throughout Auttumotto."
"Yes, sir. We deal with them, what is the situation here?" Starr asked.
"The Wretching Mafia thugs are assaulting the police station three miles of here northeast from here, the captain and sergeant are both inside holding out with their squads. Go save them, please."
"Understood."
The police units move aside in the same process the van drives past the checkpoint. In the middle of the streets, Starr spots two awaiting pimped up combat motors hiding in the alley that pop out tailing them...
"Stargreene, Tyler, we got company from the rear. Take them out."
Stargreene opens the back doors of the armored green van with his light machine gun firing at the front of the first vehicle while Tyler on the MG adds in extra firepower piercing bullets through the internal mechanics of the vehicle bursting into flames at the hood, taking out the driver and the passengers dead the bullets making holes through the windshield leading up the first tailing motor to explode. The second vehicle joins the first shortly after that. Starr spots another awaiting vehicle ahead at the small abandoned run-down gas station...
"Tyler take that vehicle out with the MG!"
He obeys rotating the MG around to the front blasting that vehicle into flames also blowing up the ugly looking gas station. Stargreene reloads his light machine gun but spots an attack chopper piloted by a different gang faction. No matter to Stargreene he switches to a heavy javelin weapon and shoots down the attack chopper watching the bird crashes into the tall forest of trees exploding.
"Three more of them to the right at that driveway near the small building, ten meters ahead," Starr advised.
Both Tyler and Stargreene move to face the directed side and wipe them out in ten seconds. Clear of the threat the three arrive at the under siege police station, seeing the police units taking car behind their ruined cruisers and set up barricade covers as they fight back the Wretching Mafias. Starr intervenes finishing them off with the machine guns on the vehicle saving the police units outside. The sergeant and captain watching from the broken windows felt relieved that help has arrived, resting a bit. Starr's vehicle coming to a halt on the police parking lot, three young men exit out walking up to the police station with the cheering cops. Both the sergeant and captain head outside shaking their hands...
"Oh goodness, thank you three for the assistance."
"The situation abruptly got worse when the Wretching Mafia gangs decided to terrorize the local citizens in this area and now several other gangs alike fighting over to control this land. There is a building heavily vandalized by the Purple Falcon gangs that two of the WM ringleaders are working out a mutual agreement with each other when I was out trying to control the violence me and my squad. I know the WMs have secured a bank, a local store, and a public storage room all fending off the other gang factions. The police will go all out to bring the circumstance to an end out on the streets. I will leave it to you guys to get it done."
"Will do, thank you for the information," Starr replied, shaking both their hands.
Returning back inside the van, Starr takes off programming the location of the occupied buildings are at in the hands of the Wretching Mafias. It also highlights the red dots of other aggressive gangs out in the area and ushers a warning message of high rates of violent gunfire and rocking explosions. Moving along the terrains, Starr starting to cross into the contested warzone between several gangs but the some of the police units backing them up trying to break down the gang violence clashing into heavy gun battles. Seeing the bloodshed and more gun blazing around the ghetto, Starr blasts his way through them that attracts their attention turning their thoughts of attacking the armored van...
"Private Tyler, Stargreene, heads up we are going into hot zones with these gangs trying to jump on us with their assaults, take as many down as possible!" Starr said, unleashing missiles, machine guns, and firing his sub-machine gun through the unrolled car window.
"Got it, Starr." Tyler replied, rushing to mount on the MG turret and start blasting the attacking gangs, dealing with ones ganging up on the motor.
Stargreene opening one of the back doors of the van to toss out three land mines in anticipation of being followed by three of the unknown thugs inside their vehicles going after them that gets blown up in seconds from hitting the mines. Stargreene firing his light machine gun emptying his full magazine reloading and emptying it out reloading to empty it all out again, putting down fifty-eight assorted thugs dead. He tosses a grenade out to the dead-end blowing up a small group of eight hiding gangs wearing brown outfits with a bear logo armband... "Don't worry about me, Starr, I got the back the left and right side covered. Tyler should have in all direction covered behind the MG turret."
Waging a serious full-scale counterattack assault defending themselves while out in the middle of the ghetto roads, sixty rising up to three hundred thirty-five more of the shooting thugs fell dead by Tyler's hands. He takes out twenty more from the rooftop plus thirty that are taking cover in a store building, and fifteen that try to run up toward the van or jumping onto it. Starr easily manipulates the GPS lock-on function to automatically guide the missiles to them putting a list of over three-hundred fifty-two of red dots on the execution list then all goes the volley of flying missiles striking the rooftop of the buildings, raining missiles on the streets, and the results of more than four hundred eighty-five aggressors wiped out with five buildings moderately damaged in slight flames. He mows more of the enemies down in front of him firing arrays of ten missiles dividing by fives to wipe out contacts on two plaza areas left and right bringing up to ninety-seven gang deaths...
"How many are we dealing with here, feels like we are dealing with an army of three times a five hundred of them?!" Stargreene wonders, reloading his firearm.
"Don't be too overdramatic, Stargreene, the GPS quickly updates per five seconds and the dots are being erased faster as we are reducing them like burning fire ants," Starr replied. "Even Tyler isn't complaining blasting away with the machine gun."
Stargreene quickly tosses a grenade in the alley left of him a meter of passing it then right into another alley taking out a total of twenty-four thugs that were hiding. He takes out a parked vehicle on the curb killing four gangs inside.
Bitter fighting later, Starr arrives at one of the occupied buildings, the Wretching Mafias have dealt with four other factions leaving bodies of total forty-eight and sixty-five of Wretching Mafias dead with twenty-five wounded. They notice the green vehicle approaching towards them and give them no chance to survive to fire their weapons back at them, by firing their automatic guns defending the local broken-in run-down stale store. With bullets hitting the armored combat van it takes no considerable damage even if a few gangs hit it with grenade launchers and rockets.
Starr looks very confident seeing them trying to damage the vehicle to no avail... "Tyler take them out as they are more focused on blowing up my polished van!"
There he goes shooting them all down, the opposers moving behind the barricades but the bullets penetrate through it all killing them with ease.
"There's more of them inside the store, take them out. They are firing through the windows and taking cover behind the walls."
He does that in response firing the machine gun at the store laying suppressing fire. Stargreene from behind sees and fends off the enemies from behind with his machine gun, grenades, and a rocket launcher.
Thirty minutes into heavy siege gunfire and grenade rocketing explosions. Starr orders Tyler to hold off the machine gun firing while Stargreene ramping up his multiple killing streaks and vehicle destruction against varying gangs coming from the rear end. Starr finishes up the area by destroying the store with a barrage of missiles sending it all in flames and debris, driving off to the next occupied location not far from the roads...
"Enemy snipers on the rooftop four meters on that brown building to the left corner, Tyler, take them out. Four of them positioned crouching to fire at you."
"Understood, Starr."
He focuses his attack on the snipers blasting them dead.
"Stargreene, three more enemy vehicle units moving in hot from my left side, your right side of you behind in hot pursuits, two meters."
"Target sighted and acquired."
He blasts them just like that with the rocket launcher.
Arriving at the occupied bank they were greeted with the same thing, the occupying Wretching Mafias open fires at the van, but from the sides, some of them shout out their warcry charging with melee weapons toward it showing no fear. Starr makes a skidding full three-sixty circle spin with the van facing towards the rushing mobs and fires its machine gun at them mowing them down all easily. Tyler helps him out taking the defenders down dead and Starr launches a few missiles destroying the old bank into fiery pieces raining down chunks of rubble on the ground...
"This site is clear, stay sharp, everyone."
"Yes, sir, Starr," Stargreene in response, reloading his weapon.
Driving through the roads, Tyler continues to lay fire on the gangs battle amongst themselves running through the streets, taking any of them out in his line of sight. The same goes to Stargreene switching to fire through the holes of the van on his lest, switching to the right, and attacking at his back end. A truck swiftly drives up three meters ahead of Starr's direction but it didn't stop him from slowing down as he blasts that motor apart with missiles. He comes across a gang blockade and both Starr and Tyler join firepower to smash through them, encounter five layers of blockade through each intersection yet they all get eradicated easily. The three later arrive at the occupied storage place where the small squads of police units were slain upon arrival. Tyler and Starr both wipe out the aggressors in less than twenty seconds with Starr laying the final siege blowing up the storage place. Five Wretching Mafia vehicles suddenly show up surrounding the green van but are destroyed in seconds as Starr makes a U-turn going east of the street later making a wide turn left going west then north to deal with the gang meeting in that particular building that the police captain and sergeant told them about.
They arrive at the location guarded by the Wretching Mafia gangs ready to attack, laying assault on the van moving up on their turf. Tyler and Stargreene wiping them out quickly not making their shots count. Starr rains bullets and missiles taking out the wide area clearing the path for them to storm the place and disrupt the gang meeting. Parked to the side, all three of them leave darting into the front entrance of the professional old-looking building fully armed and geared. Stargreene fires five shots from his pump shotgun at each side including the knobs before kicking the secured double doors down. Moving inside the main floor they Wretching Mafia gangs defending the building began firing at them some hiding behind covers. The three in enhanced exoskeleton armor taking no hits whatsoever as they fight back, clearing the first section near the entrance...
"Okay, split up! Our goal here is to disrupt the meeting between the gang leaders and surely that would force the rest of the gangs to scram from seizing control of the whole streets. There has to be a large conference room somewhere. The building is fairly tall for a gang to take refuge and holding this place for a meeting, anyway let's go. Stargreene you take the hallway to the first three rooms, Tyler you scout on to the first three offices, I will go through the wide atrium. Don't leave anyone alive or you'll be dead," Starr said.
Tyler and Stargreene nodded and the three split up starting with Stargreene running through the hallway being ambushed by gangs after another through the intense gunfire indoor battle. He kills thirty of them with his light machine gun, rushing in at close range beating ten thugs with his free arm, sending some flying against the walls.
Stargreene looking very confident remaining extremely sharp in every direction, taking out three to five low thugs along the way. He arrives at the door of the first room, kicking down the steel-concrete door without efforts barging into a full surprise of the partying Wretching Mafia gangs which he easily cleans house killing them all emptying his magazine. A mafia sneaking up behind as Stargreene in the middle reloading his light machine gun with a small knife. Not surprising to Stargreene he turns around quickly drawing his sidearm out taking out that mafia...
"Sneak attacks won't work on Star Regime members, at least not a low-life scum like you mafias," Stargreene said, putting his handgun back into the holster slot. He loots the bodies taking their firearms and money making sure no other members try to get their weapons and ammo then leaves the first room going through the corridor to the next one. He smashes through the thick defenses of the mafias as he advances the hallway, clearing the obstacles blocking his path with a grenade. Ten mobs rush at him with blunt weapons as he puts away the light machine gun engaging in hand-to-hand combat against them. Throwing two gangs out the small glass window, punching and kicking eight of them, pulling both their arms back to a lock on one before slamming him against the wall, and grabs the last hurling him into hazardous electrical wiring killing him instantly. He cleared the corridor of the gangs arriving at the next room bashing down the door with another hard kick, Stargreene being surprised as he is being bound by a tall muscular behemoth thug loyal to the Wretching Mafia crew...
"Got you, little man. You ain't trying anything this time!"
Stargreene remaining cool and calm witnesses fifteen of evilly laughing members with steel clubs in their hands taunting him of clubbing him to death. He began to resist, raising both his arms up high with force straining the muscular gang behind him and breaking his hold, punching his guts hard then with a round-house kick he is sent flying back leaving a huge crack on the wall. He moves into the mobs whacking their butts with punches and kicks. He raises his arm to block a club strike from one of the aggressive members then takes a steel club from a swinging member beating them both out cold. He throws the club hitting another member and finishes them all throwing every one of them around the room. He loots the bodies and leaves the second room clearing the hallway of the tightly fortified members. The third room is left vulnerable without security, thinking it's another ambush attack Stargreene tosses a grenade in there exploding sending two men flying out of the room. The blast leaves the room in ruins as he instantly clears it, taking a left at the corner proceeding through the building.
Tyler after clearing the first office of five gangs, moving into the next set of offices walking slowly. A gang jumps out in front of him startling him at gunpoint, but his rage makes him ram his aggressor down with a shoulder barrage. Not finding any resistance he heads to the last office sector seeing it clear and quiet.
Starr caught in a heavy firefight with sixty-eight members all on him, avoiding every flying bullet and flying grenades being thrown at him while taking cover behind the wall. Sweating a bit as he strategizes for ideas to take them all on, moving his face back from impending gunfire hitting the corner edge of the wall. Peering out from the corner to see there are vibrant fragile looking strings holding the platform with a solid square pillar on it suspended high near the ceilings. It hangs over from where the majority of the attacking gangs are at while holding their position guarding the stairs leading down to the meeting conference room. Thinking the strings supporting the platform is cheap to be cut apart, drawing out a revolver and memorizing the layout of where the strings are at he takes a shot-firing out a bullet hitting through the middle part of the string severing its ties as the bullet also hits the second one in the same direction. Another shot is fired at the other end while maintaining cover from hot incoming bullets that go through both two strings, weakening its grasp on the platform as it is almost about to fall down, hanging on its last two ends from the front and back. The third shot completely rips the last two strings supporting the platform go loose and the lethal obstacle comes landing down hard among the members crushing most of them underneath. Startling and distracting the remaining survivors, Starr leaves cover exposing himself out switching to his assault carbine and mows down the rest clearing the atrium to what Starr almost thinks holding on to his guard as he turns to his left seeing two small mobs of twenty-seven Wretching Mafia shooting at him near the stairs leading to the second floor. His protective exoskeleton body armor protecting him as he fires back killing six of them standing on the stairs falling dead as it rolls down. He sees more back-up coming from the front side, another twenty-five more. After killing four more and wounding the rest of them near the stairs, Starr falls back knocking down a nearby concrete wooden shelf and taking cover behind it reloading his weapon. Switching to a rocket launcher he takes no seconds to aim to fire a shot right at the down platform destroying it causing the whole obstacles to explode into small fine flying projectiles scattering the area and hitting the members coming from the north killing ten for being close and wounding the rest at the right timing. Another wave of thirty more shows up and the rest of the members head down the stairs joining altogether rushing up to where Starr is hiding. Sweat running down his cheeks breathing out mildly facing that he is outnumbered until an explosion is heard taking out half of them. Starr peeks his head over the cover seeing Stargreene coming out from the middle hallway raining bullets from his light machine gun killing the rest of them dead. Yet another wave of fifteen more make their way from the left but is abruptly caught in a flashbang explosion stunning them. Tyler going down from the second floor near Stargreene as he cleans the rest of the threat from the smoking assault rifle...
"Tyler, Stargreene, good to see you meeting back here. The conference room is north ahead down the stairs." Starr stated pointing towards that direction.
"It's late afternoon and I want to be back at the base and rest." Tyler restated.
"There's just a bit more to be done before we can rest up." Stargreene conveyed.
Starr reloads his assault rifle and draws his other ones now dual handling them both in his arms... "Let's get moving and crash the meeting."
Moving down the stairs to the front of the way where lies the secured blast door to the room. Starr examines the layout believing it's an auditorium-sized space large enough to seat hundred sixty-six people. With six fortified secured doors around it...
"Alright, I am predicting there's going to be an overwhelming force of different members of the gang faction inside that big room, from what I can see on the outside of here it's wide spacious and it'll be bloody as hell with bodies cramping up space. Shame that enemy lives have to be lost by our hands within these guns, tsk. But I don't like what and how gangs operate, so you two get in position to one of those doors, set up your explosives for six seconds while back away seven meters from the explosion, and then we are going all out on them no mercy," Starr said.
"Tcha, Starr, I never know you were a pacifist about your missions. Having feelings for these bad guys," Stargreene lightly nudges and jokes around with him.
"Ha ha ha no not really, I used to be more intent of killing when I was in the military. Don't spare the enemies because they might not spare you in return. Don't trust anybody."
Tyler was already at one of the shut doors when the two were talking, later getting to their positions.
Altogether they set the charges onto the middle of the door for six seconds back away from it.
Inside the wide room where the Wretching Mafia gangs hold a diplomatic meeting in hopes of a mutual agreement of friendship is to be made...
"All these years of war and let downs, dreadful losses of bros in this retarded mishaps, I would happily sign the documents and pay you guys back with cash that we managed to make from selling xylaphis and methamphetamine."
"Hehehe, we are cool then, you the Purple Falcon, the Brown Bears, Yellow Arms, Laggfraustan, Reck-Nogg, Tastastand, and Vongrizz of all gangsters are my brothers. Homies!"
The ringleaders, sub-bosses, leaders, and enforcers all discuss their mutual agreements. The Wretching Mafia associates sign all their names on the informal treaty paper. When a Purple Falcon leader goes to sign it about to put his last name down on paper, simultaneously three explosions occur and the fortified doors come loos falling down to the floor surprising and distracting everyone in the room turning to see the three exoskeleton people in green battle attire armed starting to fire away upon them...
"Aghhhhhh!"
"Ahhghhggghghh!"
"Gagghhhhhh!"
Go the screaming thugs of varying factions dying from the flying bullets piercing through their bodies, bleeding all over the room as the ringleaders and associates order them to attack back and not cower away...
"Get them! Get them!"
"Come on brothers, fire at them! They are ruining the moment here!"
They retaliate back but their bullets were no use of flinching them, the exoskeleton body armor protects them as they prevent any one of them from escaping. Tyler tosses in a smoke grenade puffing the room with thick gray clouds of smoke obscuring the visions of the gangs as they cough a loud distracting from attacking back. Stargreene and Starr both rushing through the sides of the room as they gun blaze putting down a total of sixty units dead. Tyler throws in a grenade through the smokescreen and the top associates coughing and wheezing trying to instruct demanding orders to their factions, a grenade landing at the foot next to one of the Yellow Arms ringleaders...
"AAAAAACCCKKKKKKK AAOOOGHHHHHH GGGGGHHHCCCKKKK!" "Wh-what the he-hell is that thing?!"
Leaning down close while coughing badly to get a clear view of what touched his shoe, the Yellow Arms ringleader's eyes widen when the grenade explodes taking out six of the associates and ten varying members along with it. Throughout time later the whole room is cleared and no members or any officials were left standing as the smokescreen clears. All was left are the corpses and the room a mess with fallen tables, chairs, and blood stains everywhere. The three panting heavily feeling relieved that the tight grueling fighting is over. Stargreene pops both the empty ammo reserves and reloads a new one then puts it away, Starr reloads, Tyler pulling off a quick body looting claiming every weapon, money, and useful items. Upon searching one of the dead Wretching Mafia ringleader's inventory bag, he claims a note detailing in regards to the mafia boss name and the address to his whereabouts. Finding this useful he walks up to Starr as Stargreene joins in regrouping together...
"Huh, you want to show me something, Private?" Starr wonders, taking a look at the note.
"Yeah, I found a note that tells us where the Wretching Mafia boss is hiding at, see it shows the address," pointing his fingers at the written address.
"Good, we should get rolling and wrap up this long-enduring objective already, I am starting to feel worn out," Stargreene tiredly said, wiping the sweat away.
Starr nods and the rest make their way out of the building and upon near the armored green van, the building behind them suddenly collapse down the loud irritating screeching rumbling noise as it crumbles into dust and destruction mess...
"How on Titanumas did that building get destroyed like that?" Stargreene questions with the odd look.
"Oh I just toss a timed satchel explosive in a room full of flammable substance and boom goes the building," Tyler answered.
"Very funny, Private. Having fun on the job," Starr replied sarcastically, getting inside the vehicle. Both Tyler and Stargreene hop inside and the motor drives off en route to where the Wretching Mafia boss is residing at. By then the ghetto areas came to a peace point, all the gang fighting ended with many killed in action and the rest apprehended by large numbers of the police unit.
Moments passed, the three arrive at the hideout the building looking more like a stronghold, the exterior being made of copper, steel, and bronze. Parked from a safe distance in the parking lot near the trails, all three advance up to the lawn. Three of the patrolling mafias at the front stop think to see there are intruders coming in but they see nothing except a squirrel moving along the grassy bank with an acorn in its mouth...
"Thought I saw something wearing green armor of sort with guns, but I am mistaken." Said one of the Wretching Mafia members.
"Just keep wat- GAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!"
In a nick of time, one of the members is slammed against the metallic wall getting knocked out and at the same time two other members were beaten down by stealthy attacks, one member got his neck snapped and the other being hit in the back of the skull all done by an invisible unseen force. It reveals as they uncloak themselves visible it were Tyler, Starr, and Stargreene that took out the three guards...
"Let's get this done in thirty seconds, the bossman is hiding up the second floor in that room with the colorful lights flickering out from the right second window," Starr said pointing up at the window with a weird colorful decoration.
"Alright, let's go invisible like a ghost and get the boss," Stargreene added.
"H-hold on, so we just going to grab the boss and let's go or what?" Tyler asked. He continues to speak on, "No placing bombs or something?"
"Well, you can if you want, I don't see any problems with this building being reduced to chunks of metals, this place is hideous whoever built this place in the first."
"Alright, thanks, Starr."
Cloaking being undetected wasting no time as Starr uses a corrosive glue gun to pry open through the secured door busting the knob and the lock-free the door slowly opens away. They move in, Starr rushing quietly to the second floor bypassing patrolling guards as they look around hearing things. Tyler goes through rooms by rooms until he finds one that has a huge gas tank on the wall with hazardous wires going through the ceilings; he unloads all the explosives and grenades in that isolated room then sets a motion mine on the wall. For Stargreene he just stands there watching what the cheering and celebrating mafias are watching that look like they are seeing a bloody chicken cock battle on the screen.
Up on the second floor seeing it lightly patrolled, Starr finds the room where the boss of the mafias is at behind the locked metal door. He doesn't hesitate to kick hard against the door with force powerful enough and with little effort knocks down the door making a loud thud but not loud enough to attract attention as the same time the majority of the members were partying loud and cheering that their favorite cock wins the match on television drowning the thudding noise on the second floor. It startles the boss who is in the middle of making out with a hot chick...
"Wh-what the hell, how the fucking- OOHHH WHAT THE, NOOOOOOOO!!!"
As the screaming gale runs away nearly naked and two guards trying to spot who is grabbing the levitating boss as the unseen force is hurled out through the first glass window shattering as he flies out landing brutally on the grassy lawn with a small impact leaving him shocked and stunned but not badly wounded. Both guards are taken out being bashed into hard metal obstacles...
"Psst, ahem, we are clear to leave this building, Tyler and Stargreene," Starr spoke over the radio communicator.
They leave the place in a fast pace meets back at the front lawn of the stronghold as the three uncloak visible in front of the whimpering mafia boss. He nervously and slowly raises his head up looking at the green military boots up to the exoskeleton reinforced body armor of Starr as he leans down to greet him with a vivid smile on his face... "Hello there, sorry to throw you out of the window from the comfort of your own ugly looking house you got, but you are coming with us to be handed over to the police!"
"N-no! No please don't! I will give you money, anything, just don't hand me over to them!" Cried the Wretching Mafia boss, begging to be spared.
Starr glances over to Stargreene and Tyler. They nodded coming to an agreement then the next moment swiftly in the middle of the road inside the moving green van in the back of the trunk lays the gagged, bound-tied up mafia boss who is crying. Starr smiles upon arriving at the police department in the secured ghetto area seeing the construction workers and medics cleaning up the post situation. Both Starr and Stargreene opened the back doors of the van showing the tied-up sweating whimpering mafia boss, grabbing him and hurling him out onto the ground as the Polondo police units with the sergeant and captain coming to meet them...
"Ahhh, you brought us a valuable gift that he can suck his whimpering cry in jail for all the mess caused in the city ordinance of Polondo," The police sergeant said.
"He's all yours, our job has come to a conclusion here," Starr replied, smiling.
"Thank you so much for your hard work and the effort to protecting the city of gang influences, because of you and your regime party the rate of gang influences and violence are being reduced greatly to four percent overall, which strengthens the local authorities to crack them down faster as there are little of them to resist. The city of Polondo rests in your great deeds, Star Regime." Said the police captain, smiling and shaking both Starr and Stargreene's hands.
The police units grab hold of the Wretching Mafia boss as he whimpers and muffles through the gag begging to be freed being dragged into the police station. Both Starr and Stargreene got inside the vehicle and took off with the police sergeant and captain giving their formal farewell salute to them.
In the middle of the street, while the weather slowly getting dark, Stargreene turns his head to Tyler... "Hey, I wondered back at the place did you plant your bombs as you said?"
"Oh yes I did!"
Stargreene turns on the GPS pressing a few buttons showing the planted camera out in the central living room where the majority of the mafias were partying, drinking, watching television in the clear black and white surveillance color. Hearing the noises through the video footage, they can hear the loud thudding boom going off as the mafia gangs wondered what is going, hearing a bunch of shouting going on through the video and suddenly the explosion spreads taking out the camera going blank static. Stargreene nods as he turns off the GPS convinced that Tyler has blown up the boss' stronghold...
"Well, Tyler you did a great job. All I got to say."
Tyler nods remaining quiet as he starting to feel tired.
By nighttime later, they returned back to the military base and reported back to Starbeam with Starley filing all of his paperwork. Starbeam nods and dismisses them all as they return back to their barracks calling it a night from a long day of battling the Wretching Mafia gangs now dismantled...
To be continued...
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