Scorpion's Reach, 'Ambush'

Updated on February 17, 2018
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Action adventure stories are my favourite, I love reading them, and recently I discovered I love writing them!

From the Author

I read an article yesterday that put the 'lot of the writer' in New Zealand into perspective, basically even the most successful writer here can only expect to make little more than the minimum wage with their writing, why do we do it? Only one answer really, because we can't not do it!

Having said that, we left the story where Sam and Hene were just finding out what was really going on, and sorry folks, but we aren't 'cleared for that kind of intelligence' we'll just have to pick up with what happens afterwards to get some idea of where things are going.

So, here's the next installment.

Back to the office

Sam and Hene are heading back from the interview
Sam and Hene are heading back from the interview | Source

"Holy Crap, and we just walked right into one of their OPS?"

Leaving Pio Pio heading north there's a sweeping right hand bend and a long straight stretch. As you come round the bend a ditch begins on the right that runs the whole length of it, nearly two miles, broken only where a dirt track comes out from a disused airfield.with only a line of trees on the left hand side running the whole length pretty much blocks any view.

It was beginning to go dark when Sam and Hene began the trip back; their heads were 'spinning' with all the information, stuff they could tell nobody, not even Sam's boss!

“How’d we know it’s legit?” Hene asked, he was confused and wary.

“Remember the woman in the conference room, at the other end of wherever the laptop was connected to?”

“Yeah, she was strange”

Sam took a moment to formulate her reply, “I’ve come across her before, in an official capacity”

“So” Hene asked, “who is she?”

“I don’t know her name, only her code, ‘Mildred’” she replied, “She’s the head honcho at SIS”

“Where?” Hene wasn’t convinced. He had no idea who Sam was talking about.

“SIS” she replied, “The Secret Intelligence Service, New Zealand’s equivalent to the CIA or M.I.6”

“Holy!” Hene stopped himself just short of swearing, “and we just walked right into one of their ops?” it was half statement, half question, and even he wasn’t sure which.

“They’re not supposed to be running stuff inside New Zealand, but I guess no one told them that!” Sam came back, “that’s why we didn’t pick up on it, but yeah, handle this wrong and we’re in the crapper, and I mean big time.”

A Black Shadow

The sun was just sitting on the tops of the hills to their left, the sky beginning to turn from the blue with clouds high in the western sky to the deeper blue and crimson of fading light. Shadows were starting to grow, but between concentrating on the road, trying to figure a way forward and sorting out how the hell any report was going to be coherent without saying anything of substance she was not watching 'the peripheral'

Hene had offered to drive, but he's a 'rookie' and Sam loved getting behind the wheel, she’d ‘pulled rank’ and insisted on driving.,

"Not sure what to make of it!" Hene was shaking his head, "what do you think?"

"Truth?" She asked, "I haven't a bloody clue!"

They drove on in silence for a couple of seconds, "one thing is for sure though, these folks play by a whole different set of rules." She added, “and I don’t particularly want to find them out the ‘hard way’ know what I mean?” she chanced a glance over at the rookie.

"I think they're making them up as they go!" Hene replied sounding almost envious, "then again he began, he didn't have time to finish.

From out of nowhere a black shadow came at them from Hene's side, slamming into them with enough force to push them off the road.

The airbags deployed almost instantly, they were the only things that prevented them getting seriously hurt.

The brunt of the impact wasn't on the passenger door, but just a little forward, ripping the front left wing clean off the car, twisting the axle and shattering the engine mounts, the safety cage however mostly held firm with only slight buckling round the doors.

Sam had caught a glance as she turned to look at Hene, not enough to prevent it, but enough to react instinctively. Pulling the wheel hard right and hitting the brakes as hard as she could, she grabbed the handbrake and pulled as hard as she could, the car brakes screamed in protest as it slewed towards the ditch, but better that than into the front end of the monster that just hit them!


A Black shadow

A Monster Black shadow.
A Monster Black shadow. | Source

'Ambush'

They hit the ditch with a thud, Hene's side airbags had already deployed, now both sets of front ones did with a force that threw them back into their seats. Both were knocked out.

The vehicle had only hit with enough force to get the car into the ditch, it stayed on the road. The front ‘cow catcher’ bars preventing any major damage.

"Get them both" the driver, a short wiry man, almost devoid of emotion spoke to the men with him, "our bosses want them."

The other three were out of the vehicle and making their way to the car. The driver was easy, her side wasn't impact damaged, so the door still opened, she didn't look seriously hurt, just a few quick cuts with a hunting knife and the airbags were ripped out, she was free.

One of them put her over his shoulder and carried her 'like a sack of spuds' to the waiting vehicle. The other guy wasn't injured, not too seriously anyway, not that they cared, the bosses wanted them to talk, then they'd be 'shark bait' so injuries weren't much of a concern, just as long as they can talk!

None of them liked the idea, they didn't like cops, but murder was different, once the cops realized two of their own were gone there'd be no safe place to hide! None of them were squeamish, but it just didn't seem right, big Jake had sort of said so.

"If you don't want the same," 'the leader replied, he wa a stone cold killer, small, wiry type of disposition with a pockmarked face that gave the impression of fish scales, hence the name ‘fish face’ that they’d already begun calling him behind his back.

"Who the hell is this creep?" Henry asked under his breath.

"One stone cold son of a bitch killer!" Jake whispered back as they manhandled first Sam then Hene out of the car, "pity these poor sods!"

"Know exactly what you mean." Henry spoke quietly, "but I really don't want to join 'em, so let's get on with it and keep our traps shut!" He grabbed Hene and begun binding the hands, as soon as they'd secured them he tied the feet, Hene was just starting to come round when 'fish face' walked up to him, he had a syringe, "This'll keep them quiet" he spoke more to himself as he took the syringe, he injected the syringe into his arm, Hene went out like a light.

Two minutes later both of them were in the back of the big vehicle, it was a Dodge pickup, a two ton behemoth, late eighties model. They threw them onto the truck bed without bothering to be too gentle.

'Fish face' climbed behind the wheel, "you" he pointed to Jake, "in with me, you other two, on the back, let's move!" His eastern accent seemingly adding authority, he slapped the side of the vehicle, "come on MOVE!"

As soon as they were either in or on the vehicle he turned the key, put it into gear and pulled away taking care not to spray the gravel, all that draws attention, it was second nature.


"Urgent action required"

As soon as Sam and Hene left both Joey and Sandy made their way back to the garage, they'd been careful not to show the two cops what or who was back there. The last thing they’d need was to be arrested for kidnapping.

The garage was slightly separate to the house, which was good as a military interrogation is a lot rougher than a 'civvie' one, even when the cops being 'brutal' it's still pretty tame compared to the military one.

The bikers all had pillowcases over their heads, the eyes had been 'taped' shut as well. The two worst injured were laid out flat, not daring to move, knowing movement means a beating, painful and severe, screams could be heard when that happened, even that was part of the technique.

"You'll get nothing from me prick!" Scarface had shouted at one point.

A crack across the back with something long, flexible but hard had shut him up. "I don't want anything from you YET!" A voice spoke quietly and menacingly into his ear, then the tone rose to a shout. "I'LL TELL YOU WHEN TO SPEAK!"

Twenty four hours, that's how long even the hardest of men can expect to last before breaking under a military interrogation, some do last longer, but getting the 'intel' quickly is the order, after twenty four hours you can expect it to be useless anyway, and just as many die before that twenty four hours are up.

They weren't planning on extracting information from the bikers, they already had all they needed, but they were still going to make these clowns 'sorry they were ever born!'

Sandy had taken their phones and 'cloned' their hard drives, every call, every text, email, every message was now M.I.6' and S.I.S’s

Sandy was busy on the computer when the Skype screens came alive.

"Sandy, get the team together," it was 'Mildred' from the New Zealand Secret Intelligence Service or 'S.I.S' "We've got an urgent development needs immediate action!"


"Good Hunting Gentlemen"

“So” Jacko was summing up what they’d just heard from ‘Mildred’ and trying to draw up some sort of plan, “we knew they’d make a play for someone, just didn’t expect it quite so damn well fast!”

“True” Mildred was still on the computer screen, “but everything’s in play now, and we’ve just got to run with the ‘hand’ we’ve been dealt!”

“Any idea when they were taken?” Joey asked. He was angry, he’d thought that they had a little while at least.

“No” Mildred replied, “We only picked up the emergency call when the car was found, that was fifteen minutes ago, and before you ask, it was just north of Pio Pio. About fifteen klicks from you folks!”

“Jeez, that bloody close!” Smithy turned to Joey, “You really must have pissed ‘em off!” every one of the team actually ‘cracked’ a smile at that.

“Any way we can track them?” Mildred asked hoping for some good news, “what about the trackers we gave you?”

“For some strange reason” Sandy had a half smile, “I fed them to the two cops, in the refreshments we gave ‘em” there were a few comments, “what?” she demanded, “are you saying my cooking’s that bad it’s got bloody lumps in?” she half swung for Joey with a tea towel she was holding.

“Ow” Joey yelped, “I wouldn’t dream of it!” he protested, then turning to the screen he carried on “You’ve got the frequencies they transmit on, haven’t you?”

“Just telling my people to turn them on” Mildred was typing furiously on the keyboard in front of her, it took a moment before she started to reply, “Yep, we’ve got ‘em. Moving northeast at, shoot that’s fast!” she stopped for a moment and typed a few more strokes, then came back, “Confirmed, they’re moving northeast at a speed of a hundred and sixty kilometres an hour, that’s about a hundred and ten miles an hour, far too fast for anything on the road, They’ve got to be in the air!” She looked up from the computer screen, back to the camera.

“At the moment they’re between Te Aroha and Paeroa in the Waikato, probably in a chopper! That’s all we have at the moment”

“I’d guess it’s a seven seater” Jacko interjected, “Pilot, whoever’s in charge, the two cops and at least two muscle, with a seat spare for the equipment! And I’d say they’re heading for somewhere deserted, probably an island off the coast!”

“I’m not going to ask how you might know that” Mildred came back, “Look, the earliest I can get any transport like that to you folks is three hours, when my team takes the people you already have off your hands, sorry about that!” she stopped there, then added, “I’m presuming you folks want to be the ones to finish the job?” She knew the answer, but had to ask,even if was only for the ‘paperwork’.

“Wouldn’t dream of it any other way” Jacko replied, he carried on “we’ve got a few things here to do, Joey and Sandy have a friend they need to ‘invite to the party’ if you know what we mean! Now you can try and stop us, or you can turn us loose on these pricks, but either way, we’re going after them!”

“Figured you’d say that!” Mildred smiled, “Sir Mike warned me about this team!”

“Just make sure you send our Kit!” Mac spoke for the first time.

“All in hand Mac, all in hand, you’ll have what you need in three hours,” she reached for the off button, but before she pressed it she stopped for one last time, “Good hunting gentlemen!”


The chase is on!

'Good hunting gentlemen"
'Good hunting gentlemen" | Source

From the author

So, the 'kid gloves' finally come off! Someone finally crossed a line, and the team are back to doing what they know how to do.

How's it going to play out? Well, next week we'll see.

bye for now

Lawrence

By the way, we write, because if we didn't the stories inside us would drive us insane, we just have to tell them!

Don'y forget to leave a comment.

© 2018 Lawrence Hebb

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    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      4 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Thank you

    • Robert Sacchi profile image

      Robert Sacchi 

      4 months ago

      Fantastic! Great going!

    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      4 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      I've actually got a reading in a library lined up next month. Totally blown away about that!!

    • Robert Sacchi profile image

      Robert Sacchi 

      4 months ago

      I'm glad you're making some money off it.

    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      4 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Robert

      It's partly why I have a full time job, and writing is a hobby, thankfully it's a 'hobby' that's a 'nice little earner' as they say in England!

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      Robert Sacchi 

      4 months ago

      I enjoyed this chapter. I hope you are able to do much better than minimum wage.

    • nikkikhan10 profile image

      Nikki Khan 

      5 months ago from London

      Very adventurous and interesting chapter Lawerance.Thanks for sharing your story with us,,waiting for next one.

      Bless you.

    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      5 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Ms Dora

      Only way I know how to tell a story, Glad you liked it.

    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      6 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Peg

      Glad you found it enjoyable, it was enjoyable to write too.

    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      6 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Bill

      Thank you for the compliment, I agree, its not easy to write like that, but its sooooo much fun!

      I am going to try and write in another genre later in the year, but somehow I've got a feeling that 'action/adventure' will be there too!

      Glad you enjoyed it.

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      Dora Weithers 

      6 months ago from The Caribbean

      Good story-telling. I always admire the details which I often neglect to include in my stories: example, "broken only where a dirt track comes out from a disused airfield" and "something long, flexible but hard" among others. Well done!

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      Peg Cole 

      6 months ago from Dallas, Texas

      Lots of action and adventure in this one. Enjoyable.

    • lawrence01 profile imageAUTHOR

      Lawrence Hebb 

      6 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Eric

      Thank you, they're meant to be, as they are in real life. Glad you enjoyed the story.

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      Bill Holland 

      6 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Your chapters are primers for anyone considering writing adventure novels. It is non-stop excitement and intrigue, and for those who have never tried writing something like this, it is not easy to do...but you do it so well.

      bill

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      Eric Dierker 

      6 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Another great installment. Thank you. Your gals and guys are some tough cookies.

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