Virus Hunt Syrian Coast: Hijacking

Summary:
August 27 2014: Following up on earlier intel, Partisan, Jericho and Kate attack a ship carrying virus.

SS Astoria, Syrian Coast

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  • Hydra Security

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Jericho has… had a very busy day. OP temp is high, as they said back in his world. With various bits of the SHIELD team out and busy though there was only one person to call when he and Partisan made an interesting discovery on the hard drives they'd recovered from the compound in Aleppo. Another shipment was due into Lakita. Raiding the port itself would be problematic since it was under attack by ISIS again however…

However Partisan has a helicopter and they might be able to drop onto the ship itself and take it over. It's more than a two man job though, but the SHIELDIE who wasn't busy? Well Jeri had been impressed by her enough already that he didn't hesitate recommending to Partisan that they bring her in.

That's how they ended up on a chopper eighty miles out to sea closing on a large cargo ship, the SS Astoria, formerly of Britian now of Algeria. Go figure. "Okay. I'll drop one of you at each end then, put this thing on drone mode and come down myself? Or do you want to go in together?"

*

Partisan is tall, dark haired, athletic and heavily tattooed if her wrists are any indication. The rest though, who the fuck knows. She's under a helmet, a gasmask with a skull painted on it, tiger striped BDUs, breachers gloves, Plate carrier, backpack, shotgun, AK and a machete. She's bristling with unkindly gadgetry, and an assemblage of gear that seems utterly alien to anyone used to working in the US.

"Drop us apart, I'll draw their attention. It's a forced boarding, so I can't exactly clear distance otherwise and I doubt our girl here wants me all up in her business." Changing out her boots for a pair of skate shoes, before covering the toe caps in skateboard tape and quickly cutting those laces free so she can replace them with 550. "I'm 1-1, He's 1-2, you're 1-3. Understand me bows and arrows?" Bashing her helmet a few times to make sure everything is on just right. "You ever done a forced boarding before?"

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"This thing has a drone mode? Nice." That's the beauty of Kate. Throw her into a horrifying mission, and she still gets a kick out of how cool the equipment is. She's still kept herself relegated to black SHIELD gear rather than her own uniform, but bow and quiver alike are in good shape, a pair of fighting sticks at her thigh and a sword at her hip. "1-3, got it. And no, don't get a lot of chances. Looks like fun, though." She leans toward the edge of the chopper, getting a look at things. "Start at each end and meet at control in the middle, or are you looking for me to take the helm while you're being distracting? Never drove a boat quite this big before."

*

"I think we can let the boat go Autopilot for a minute. I'll hit high after you two are on and work my way down. Someone needs to get to the engine spaces though. Careful in there. I've got no idea what kind of security they've got rolling around there. Okay, coming up on the drop site in Ten…"

Jericho angles the chopper low coming in for the bow. "And go!" Once one of them is off he pulls out of the hover and moments later settles in near the stern. "Go!"

IF either of them aren't too busy to look up they may see the chopper settle in near the bidge, a figure jump out on glowing amber wings, and then, amazingly, the chopper fly itself clear of the ship."

Down below the crew is now on alert and both Partisan and Kate can see members scrambling for weapons.

*

"The bridge is worthless, we don’t care about the bridge. Take engineering, rip the fuzes out and trip all the circuits. If there are scuttling charges, they'll be in engineering. Find engineering, which is usually in the stern and lock the doors once your inside. Your job, is to secure engineering and disable all electrical circuits. Tell us over the coms what’s up, if you need help then ask. Very close quarters, tight confines. Maximum violence, maximum aggression, no second chances. Get'cher cowgirl on, and fuck'em up!" Thats it for speeches. Part's out the door in a leap, sailing almost twenty foot to the deck where she lands with a -KLANG- and immediately gets to work.

The Bow isn't empty of course, theres a fellow fumbling with his AK. He gets stitched up with a sharp burst, and then his buddy tries backing away with a scream of fright. She puts a few in his chest, before dumping the rest of her magazine across the deck and into the bridge if only to serve as a proper fucking distraction. "1-1, two down. Heading below decks."

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"Sure, that sounds good. More or less. Fly safe." Kate peers as the Partisan jumps down, shaking her head once before jumping down herself. To her credit, she doesn't actually hesitate to jump. And when she lands, it's with a light half-roll, one that ends with an arrow in the shoulder of the nearest shooter. One of the benefits of being an archer? Not nearly as noisy and attention-grabbing as gunfire. Two more shooters go down before Kate starts to move toward the nearest door, headed for the engineering room.

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"2-1, Bridge and radio space secured. No reason for them to be calling out an SOS. Moving to the security space." There's a pause and an audible crash through the ship as he literally rips the door off its hinges. Best not to ask how.

"Okay, jacking into the security feeds. Partisan, you've got someone barricading the engine spaces. Looks like four… five… six. They're locking it down. Kate, you've got a squad closing on you. They're going to try to cut you off from the lower hold." Pause… "They've got some kind of energy rifle. Forty meters and closing. Move fast."

"1-1 roger, moving towards engine room. Will breach." Pausing there as she beats a man to death with her empty AK mag, because it's an AK mag. You can totally do that with those, it's completely a thing. Anyway she gets on it, advancing quietly down the staircase into the ship proper. Exchanging her AK for that Saiga, with a roll of the shoulders. Once she pops open the sea door, there’s a burst of fire off to her side. "Fucking tryhard mother fucker! You wanna try that again you piece of shit?" She waves a particular finger through the passage before waiting out another barrage of fire. Then there’s the clatter of an empty magazine, and she casually sidesteps to put three loads of buckshot in his chest.

"1-1, Made entry. Making my way towards engineering."

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"1-2, not 2-1." Because now is the time to correct Jericho about what they're calling themselves, right? Kate moves swiftly down the halls, slinging the bow across her shoulders once she's in the confines of the bowels of the ship. She trades it out for the sticks, only to throw herself against the wall as the group with the energy weapon comes through. Despite the fact that she may seem like one of the least-disciplined members of the SHIELD team, in action, Kate is a very different thing. Controlled and precise, as soon as the weapon is fired, she reaches out to yank it forward, followed by the man wielding it. There's a throw that takes out him and the man behind him, before she tumbles lightly over the downed pair to yank the next man to the floor and snap one of the sticks across his temple.

"Three more down here," she reports across the comm.

*

"I see 'em 1-3." Jericho grins. Okay. Sass on the battlefield? Better than working with a stick-up-the-butt martinet. Parti should like this. "Standby. Support inbound." The cranes start to move on their own. One grabs a cargo container and hoists it over the deck not too far from Kate. Then the tension goes out of the line and it drops down… right on top of another emerging squad. "Ooops. Okay. Another group headed up your way, but they're sticking to the lower hold and the stairs so I can't squish 'em."

"1-1 Engineering spaces are confirming lockdown. They're trying to spike the engines. Hurry. I'll head down soon as-" He cuts off to the sound of gunfire. Someone figured out where he was and now he's just a biiit busy.

*

Partisan grunts, fucking lovely. She breaks into a trot, and gets after it. "1-1, fangs out." Sweeping down the ship with that occasional shotgun blast announcing where she is. Finally skittering to a stop in front of those locked engineering doors.

"1-1, at engineering. I could use a little cover whilst I prepare to breach. Either of you chuckle fucks want to join me down here, or are you enjoying your margaritas too much?"

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"Margaritas are disappointing, 1-3, they used Cuervo," Kate quips, drawing bow and arrow long enough to return Jericho's favor on the group taking shots at the hacker. No fancy arrow here, just the plain, old-fashioned pointy sort. Right at the lever that controls a boom. BOOM. No more strike team. With the way clear, she heads for the Partisan at full tilt.

"Thanks for the cover 1-3." Jericho calls out, emerging back into the bridge space. "I'm activating the fire suppression system in all spaces except yours Partisan. It's a Halon gas system. Should take care of anyone who is hiding. Ship looks clear other than engineering. Give 'em hell you two, I'll clean up on deck."

*

Partisan Glances back as she notes Kate, whipping off her backpack and getting right to it. Sticking four small C4 charges against the "wall" directly beside that hatch, before plugging the detcord in. "Next to the wall honey, plug your ears and keep your mouth open or this'll be the last shit you ever hear alright?" The pack is thrown back on as she pays out the line for the clacker."1-1, Going explosive in ten!"

*

Not one of Barton's tricks I want to pick up. Kate can even snark in ASL, thanks to Hawkeye the first, taking up a safe spot around the corner from the explosion-to-be, properly prepared. Not going deaf was covered in lessons from Barton 101.

*

Partisan Skids to a stop beside Kate, before pressing a hand to her head to keep her up against the wall. "Mouth open, or the pressure will fucking kill you! Going explosive!"then, clack-clack-clack-pop-BKWOOOM. The entire deck shakes, and the air is immediately filled with the smell of C4 and blood. The section of wall she'd blasted has been shot back into engineering, where it "unmade" one poor gentleman, cut another almost entirely in half and the rest are bleeding from their ears and eyes from the over pressure. "Go go!" And off she goes! Ducking through the opening and, well you could call it mercy killing really. She polishes things off without much trouble. "1-1, Engineering secure."

*

There's scattered gunfire up top as Jericho drops down like a digital angel and lays waste to the remaining security forces. In an environment like a cargo ship, wings are all kinds of cheating.

The door blows off and inward. Before the smoke is cleared the energy rife fire has started. They're laying down blind fire, trying to give the people inside who have not been red misted by a door try to buy enough time for the engines to be permanently shut down.

*

Kate doesn't do blind fire. And she doesn't do freezing in the middle of a fight. Later? Later she might be having some talks about turning people into red mist. But right now, people are shooting at them, and shooting is something that Kate does very well. The rifles fire repeatedly, but Kate works more surgically. Rapid fire, she looses arrows, each one finding a home in a shooter.

*

"Try harder you fucking halfass motherfuckering cunt nuggets, is that all you've fucking got!" Parti casually reloads as she curses, and this done she steps out of cover and gets to work. Blanketing attackers in fully automatic buckshot violence, because fuck those guys. Her free hand already tugging another spare mag from its pouch in the small of her back as she finishes up.

"Come on, is that it? Really?"

*

It's not. There's a whirr from off to the side. Kate can see it now, a large glow as a laser cannon heats up for a discharge aimed right at Partisan. At that very moment… "1-1, 1-3 All clear up here. What's your status?"

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"Lady, you have got some issues," Kate informs the Partisan as she catches the spree from the corner of her eye. "I can give you the name of a therap- DOWN!" she cuts herself off, stopping the conversation in light of the laser cannon aimed at her teammate. Who knows how these things work? But it's always a good guess that jamming the firing is going to cause some trouble. She doesn't even switch arrows, firing directly into the mouth of the cannon just in time for the person trying to hold it to pull the trigger. Which ends poorly for them when the cannon explodes.

*

The blast sends bits of heated metal everywhere but it does end resistance in the engineering space. No one left alive (of which there are only two techs) even thinks of fighting either Partisan or Kate. Jericho's voice breaks in again. "1-1, 1-3 what's your status over? I'm headed down there to drag your corpses topside if you don't answer."

*

Partisan is quick, but Kate is quicker. Part twists as she leaps, sending a shotgun blast after that laser but an arrow finds it first. "Whoo, nice fucking save."

Rolling back up to her shoes with a grin behind that mask, before reaching out to offer Kate a fist. "I'm not pissed honey, the shouting is for their benefit not mine. I -want- them to think I'm nuts, like some random undisciplined crazy bitch."

Lifting a glove to pop her chin strap. "1-1, we're clear down here. I'm gonna bring the engines down to idle, and then we'll meet you in the hold. How copy?"

*

"Yeah, the thinking you're crazy thing definitely works," Kate assures the Partisan with a fist-bump, slinging her bow back over her shoulders. "All good down here, Sparky," she adds to Jericho's question. Because it's more fun than just a number system, and it's not like he doesn't know who she's talking to at this point.

*

"Sounds good. We'll pull this into a black market port and search at our leisure. I'll land the bird. Good op folks. I think we can call this one a wrap." The satisfaction in the hacker's voice is clear. One hijacked virus shipment and one step closer to shutting this thing down for good.

*

Partisan peels off her mask, and lights up a cigarette with a happy sigh. "C'mon kid, lets go search the hold. When we get to port I'll buy you a Mercedes or something if you want, I do fucking -owe- you for saving my ass and all." Shrugging ever so casually as she steps over those bodies and heads towards the hold…

*

For some reason, the offer to buy her a Mercedes seems to amuse Kate more than anything else. "I'm set for cars, thanks," she chuckles, falling in behind the other woman. "Someone's got a hit out on Barton, though. You want to see what you can see about taking care of that…"


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