The Throwaways Page #5

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That's not the deal we brokered.

Broker is dead.

Bes. Take him out.

Now, that would be foolish.

He pays me twice what you do.

How long do you need?

Ten minutes.

Five.

We got the Pentagon on satellite link.

Oh, great. Put him on.

Hey, Bens. What's up?

Hey, Holden, listen to me.

I got a hit on your female assassin.

Her name is Bettina "Bes" Karpov.

She is a human chameleon

and a highly valued Russian asset.

She was raised in the UK

and is currently in the employ of

one General Olag Konstantin.

He defected from Russia when the Wall fell

and is currently in charge of over

one-third of Bulgaria's armed forces.

He is a staunch opponent

of his adopted army

being taken over by NATO and the EU.

Holden, listen to me.

You and your team have got

to get to that key before he does.

This bastard hates Russia

as much as he does Europe.

He gets the key, he'll start World War III.

Are you ready?

This was

a Communist retreat for us Generals.

Party leaders.

Now it's falling apart.

Most Russian special forces

once came from Bulgaria, did you know that?

No, man. I did not know that.

This country was Moscow's little brother.

Now we are Europe's little sister.

It's time to change that.

So, yes, I am ready.

I've been ready for a long time.

Okay.

Here we go.

It has begun.

Backup power's on.

It's started.

Sir, the landline just went dead.

He cut off the cell towers.

Come on, get your ass

in there and do something.

He could be anywhere

on the planet right now!

We don't find the key,

there's nothing I can do.

Okay. Hey, how many

tactical teams we got available right now?

None.

Oh, no. He just shut down the water!

What can't he shut down?

Uh, DOD satellite and GPS.

Everything else he owns.

Good, good. Hey, I need a DOD phone.

We've got a DOD link right here.

- I need that.

- Here.

Who's got it?

Yo?

I need you to tell me

everything you have on Teebs, okay?

Dude, we got a boatload of photos of him

from the black hat presentation,

but like I said,

he's got on a mask and glasses.

All right. Well, describe him to me.

Okay? Everything that you see.

Dude, he's exactly what you would expect.

Typical sideways hat wearing, neckbeard.

Vaping through some creepy skull bandanna.

Looks like the devil when he exhales.

Vape? Wait! Vaping? Stop.

Like an electronic cigarette?

No. It's like a little metal pipe.

Like a vape pen?

Yeah, yeah, something like that.

All right, describe the vape pen.

Man, I don't smoke.

What does this have to do with anything?

Just keep describing it! What color is it?

Silver, about the size of a cigar.

It's got like a, uh, clown on...

No, it's a skull. It's got

a skull on the front.

Is the tip metal or plastic?

Plastic.

What are you talking about?

Teebs uses the skull head model

of an EK-928-C vaporizer. Okay?

The only way you can

charge that thing is with a USB port.

Chinese manufacturers

put a back-door in everything.

So, I guarantee you that every time

he charges that son of a b*tch,

they track his location.

I just need to get into their mainframe.

I'm in.

Tell me you got him.

Who handles your GPS locations?

- Nadine? Nadine?

- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Look at these numbers,

just tell me any numbers that have

the same longitude and latitude.

Yeah. It's this one, this one and that one.

Okay, that's three. All right.

That's a bakery in Odessa.

An apartment in Sumy.

And a power plant in Sofia.

I got him! I got him!

I got two teams flying in

from Germany right now.

I don't need your teams, man.

I have a team right here, ready to go.

So, you picked us to fail.

But now you want us

to volunteer for a suicide mission?

There are no terms under

which I want to die.

Yeah, no thanks. Bring in the A-Team.

Listen, I made a mistake.

Okay? I made a mistake!

I'm sorry, I...

I don't have

a lot of experience dealing with...

- People?

- Yes. That, yes.

I misjudged you. Okay?

Gloria, I looked at your records.

And despite a negative psych eval

that says you're cold and heartless,

your field tests and your combat evals

were off the charts.

You were the top of your class. Okay?

And just because you have

this beautiful face,

this pencil-pushing a**hole decided

that you should be a swallow.

And that's awful.

But this is your decision, this one.

Not some chauvinist in a suit.

So, come on.

Okay.

- But I still hate you.

- That's fair.

I'll work on that.

Fish,

you're a goddamn

cyclone of death and destruction.

Yeah. Well...

But you've been forced to conform.

But if we can harness that insanity,

and then unleash it at the right moment,

there's not an army

on the planet that can stand up to you.

Fine. I'm in, too.

It's only because

I can't walk away from a fight.

Dmitri, listen to me.

Listen to me, you son of a b*tch.

Most people would disagree

with what I'm about to say,

people in this very room.

But I'm gonna tell you right now,

you're the best damn wheelman in Europe.

Well...

You're the only person

I trust to get us in and out of there.

No. No.

No. I see what you are doing.

It won't work.

You people are crazy.

Konstantin has an army.

We are four people.

We are five people.

I guess you guys need someone like me

to figure out a way to get you

idiots in and out of there alive.

Great. So, in addition to me,

Russian special forces,

we have nerd,

a Mata Hari,

a mental patient

and old man.

And you're the Russian agent

that speaks Russian?

- Yes.

- Wow.

Where are your sneakers?

Why?

Well, I heard you run a lot.

He runs a lot.

Uh...

How'd you like

the old man's boot up your ass?

Huh?

I will at least drop you off.

Hey. Hey.

I thought you might need this.

Thanks.

You know how to use it, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

Put it away.

Fisher. I got you gift. It's in the trunk.

That's messed up

because I didn't get you nothing.

It's okay.

An offer of peace and friendship,

since we will most probably

not survive mission.

What is this? Some kind of jinx sh*t?

That's bad mojo, man, no way.

You slam the trunk, you damage the paint.

You mean damage the rust.

No presents before missions,

especially when you say

you're giving it to me 'cause we might die.

This present is lucky.

You will want this present.

Keep the stupid present.

I'll take it after the mission.

Yo, this is some wimp sh*t right here.

Why are we going in the back?

Because Konstantin

has a small army out front,

and I can't hack

armored vehicles and AK-47s.

What are we even

looking at, anyway?

The cooling outlet

for the gas turbines.

It's the least guarded entrance.

Well, someone's gotta

at least take out the guys guarding it.

All right. Go ahead. Get

it out of your system.

Uh, hey, Fisher, um...

First of all, how's it going?

Good.

I'm gonna tell you something that you're

probably not gonna like very much.

I stole a peek at your personnel files.

And you are not the best shot in the group.

No, no, not me. Her.

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