The tires of the vehicles screeched, as the drivers grabbed onto the steering wheel. The cars turned around, and drove into the tunnel. This was the start of their journey. The journey would last hours, and the drivers would sit the battle out, and wait back in the cars.

  The cars drove for hours. The men in the first car, who were the strongest, went through the plan over and over again to stick it into their brains. The mission was hard, and they were making strategies to make it easier. They talked and talked.

  Some were trying to find the most efficient way to kill all of the employees, while others talked amongst themselves how to get rid of the guards, and be stealthy. They could not afford to get caught, and would have to be as silent as possible. They also had to be fast, as the bullets would be extremely loud. They didn’t want to attract attention, but the guns they would use would be the most dangerous part.

  Hours passed, and they reached their destination. There was a large metal area for them to unload, and start the real mission. The cars parked, and people started unloading. The men grabbed their riot shields, and stepped out.

  The men walked around the metal box, which was packed full of crates that had items in them to help them in their mission. Some had tool boxes, while others had masks. Almost everybody grabbed a mask, and put it on. The mask covered their entire face, and they could only see through specialized one sided glass, that only they could see through. There was no possibility that they would have any face details leaked. The men who didn’t get the mask were the drivers, and #BCXN. #BXCN already had a special built in mask that was much higher grade than the other masks.

  Men pulled their guns from their back and prepared. The tunnel was under all circumstances, invisible, except for a staircase that was supposed to be the staircase to the basement. Noone ever went into the basement of the headquarters, so it was the perfect place to build the tunnel leading to it. It also had easy access to the inside of the headquarters, and allowed little effort to use.

  Men climbed up the stairs, and once they reached the door, they easily opened it. The hall was empty, and the men could walk out of the room. They walked forward, and they split up. Half of the people went and searched to the right of the hallway, whilst the other half went the other direction. The leader of the platoon, #BCXN stood there until every other member was gone. He then made his move.

  He looked around the hallways, and pulled out his assault rifle, like the others had already done. There was still a direction the others hadn’t gone too. The direction they hadn’t gone was backwards. There was a hallway leading to multiple rooms, that he could raid alone. This part of the job was his alone. He had the power and skill to completely demolish that part of the building, with ease.

  Whilst the other men walked around, spreading out more and more, #BCXN walked through the endless maze of hallways. The man went through his seventh hallway, and finally saw a doorway. The door had no windows in it, or any way to look inside of the room, so in return the man bust the door down.

  The door fell, and the man held his riot shield pointing into the room. Several men sat down, having a meeting. The men had black suits with red ties. They looked at the man, confused. There was no way they could know what was happening right now. A guard stationed at the meeting pulled out a gun from his pocket, a pistol, and told #BCXN to halt and give him information.

  #BCXN looked at the man, put his riot shield up once more, and then gripped the gun he had in his hands hard, and pointed it at the guard. Unlike the guard he didn’t waste his time asking for anything, and shot. The wound made blood gush out of the wound, and the man dropped to the floor, dead.

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  He quickly looked to the others in the room, and with no remorse, killed them too. Their bodies lay back in the chairs, limp. They were all dead, and they were bleeding out all of their blood. Their meeting was at a bad time.

  #BCXN looked around the room, and then left. He looked around and saw many doorways, but most of the time they were just empty janitor closets. Eventually, however, he found one with hundreds of people. This was an easy mark to decimate the company's numbers, and he looked around the room.

  The room was a cafeteria. It was packed full of the employees who were grabbing lunch, and the people cooking it. The tables were huge, and the people sat still. The man would make his move in just seconds, and kill them all.

  The man opened the door with a window, of which he had been looking through, and aimed his gun inside. The man shot with no remorse. The assault rifle bullets penetrated dozens. Soon hundreds. The bodies dropped to the floor, and laid limp, with no way of still being alive. Almost every single person had been shot in the head, and with no mercy at that. There was no remorse or sorrow in the man’s bullets.

  Whilst #BCXN was doing this, his platoon’s men were killing almost as much as him. Groups spread out in different hallways, quickly eliminating many targets. People split up, and found doors leading to rooms where employees were talking, or doing their job. Office areas were quickly dealt with, as there was no way to hide well from them.

  His second in command was leading the biggest group, as he was crowned second for not his strength, but for his strategic mindset. His tests were all but impossible, and yet he had the best strategy to succeed in them. Their group was using better strategies for finding where the people most likely were.

  The competing company would have nothing left after this, as a different platoon at their base had completely robbed the company of all their funds, and killed their sponsors. This was it for them, and they could not do anything about it. People died every minute in the headquarters, and soon the company itself would fall.

  By now, hundreds had died, and now they had to be even faster. They had to be faster because of all the noise they made with the guns. Police were taking notice, and trying to find the source of the noise. The men continued killing, knowing this.

  Bullets went off quickly, and the men runned fast through the hallways. The entire building would soon be empty, except for them. But they would also soon leave after that, and escape. Multiple SWAT units drove to the building as fast as possible, they thought it needed to be dealt with immediately.

  Cops unloaded from their cars, and surrounded the building immediately. The captain looked out the window, and saw the cars. He immediately radio’d into the rest of the platoon, and told them. The other members were sure that everybody in the building was dead.

  The men met up where they started, at the doorway to the old basement, and now the new tunnel to their base. They walked down the staircase with caution, making sure not to fall. Nobody fell, and they got back in the cars, and left.

  Meanwhile the cops had busted the doors down, and were looking for them. This went on for hours, but since they had already left, all the police found was dead bodies. They wondered why it was just a slaughter instead of a heist.

  The cars had driven until a mile away, and were going to make sure they would escape now. After being one mile away, the plan was to bomb the place where the tunnel was linked. The captain took out the button from his pocket, which he had left back in the car, and pressed it.

  Back at the building, the cops fell through the floor, as it exploded. The entire building came down from the bomb. A spectacular ending to this mission. The entire plan was a success, and a beautifully cruel one at that.