Cracking The Nut: Part 1

This is Part 3 of my "The Nut" series.

It's a nice night for a stealth operation.

After months of planning and intelligence gathering, my hit on a Russian mega-base for malware purveyors is a go.

This base is codenamed "The Nut" due it us malware fighters being unable to crack the base... Until today's operation... I hope.

I am in a burlap sack in the cargo hold of an unmarked airplane nearing The Nut. The official story is that we are a plane being piloted by a novice (read: incompetent) pilot. We need to land in the perimeter of The Nut to get our bearings and make our way home to Moscow.

The malware purveyors, rather than blowing us out of the sky, buy the story and clear us to land.
It is when we land that Mr.Bill starts talking through my earpiece.

Mr.Bill: "OK, they bought that story, the op is a GO.
Priority 1: Remain undetected for the entire operation.
An inside man guarding one of the gates is asleep on the job. Hopefully you will be able to make it inside The Nut without setting off an alarm.
Your mission is to find as much malware in the base as you can. Bring back as much as you can carry, and destroy the rest.
If you are discovered throughout this operation, we will disavow knowledge of this operation and you will be branded as a rogue operative."

Me: "Thanks for the vote of confidence. Over and out."

After the flight crew gets their bearings, they "accidentally" open the cargo hold for a second and drop the burlap sack I am in.

I open the sack from my side and start towards the unguarded entrance to The Nut when I see our inside man asleep. The radio he is carrying starts beeping and a voice is heard.

Dispatch: "What, are you drinking on the job again?"

In my best impression of a Russian accent, I answer the radio.

Me: "Heard unauthorized helicopter. Checked schedule, helicopter is authorized."

Dispatch: "Alright, talk to you later. Just don't do that again."

I move past the gates of The Nut, knowing that this is the point of no return.

I get out my weapons, my trusty Taser, and a silenced pistol.

Normally I would not resort to killing malware purveyors... But these guys murdered my friends and just kept on like nothing happened. They then had the idea to send us the bodies back. I know they will kill me without a second thought... So it is me or them.

Also in my inventory tonight are a few frag grenades, strictly used on an as needed basis to cause distractions.

After walking for a while, I stop short of a camera.
I am able to shoot it and disable it.

A guard nearby hears dispatch reporting that a camera is down and makes his way over to check it out.
The guard sees me.

Guard: "Dispatch, we have a-"

He is silenced with one shot to the head from my pistol.

Dispatch: "Heard something down there. What's going on?"

Me: "Might want to get someone down here to check out the cam. It looks fine to me."

Dispatch: "But there was an alarm from your radio. Is something going on down there?"

Me: "I think the power station nearby is interfering with the radio. Nothing is going on down here... In fact, we need less guards.

Dispatch: "O...K... Sure. I'll dispatch a camera crew to take a look."

Me: "Have a nice night dispatch."

Dispatch: "Yep, you too."

It hits me that I have just killed someone. I do my best to hide the body from any guards that might come by.

"He had it coming, they all have it coming." I say to myself... not believing my own words.

I find a safe spot to hide for the night, hopefully I can get a little sleep before tomorrow when the operation goes into full swing.

Continued in the next Part.