~~~ Series Notes ~~~
This story will make more sense if you read it from start to finish. Chapter 1 was written about a year ago but the last five chapters will be submitted to Literotica as a bundle and should appear at a rate of one per day.
~~~ The Sickle ~~~
An hour out from their destination, Parker pulled to the side of the road near some trees. She and Hayden got out and left the rest of the girls napping - although they'd start waking them up soon. The Major showed the Captain which trees to grab branches from. He preferred using hardwoods - although he wasn't sure that it mattered. He'd used maples before but he liked oak or walnut better. It was probably all in his mind.
He showed Parker how he prepared the little branch-daggers. They each had more than a dozen before they climbed back into the vehicles and got back onto the road.
A half-hour later, each of the drivers began calling to their passengers to begin waking up and getting themselves ready for the assault. They parked the two sedans a few blocks away from the building they would be assailing. Everyone got out and finished getting geared-up.
They were a block from their destination when Nordahl put on her goggles, toggled the infrared, and called a warning. The rest of the squad donned their vision-enhancing eye-gear and immediately spotted the security cameras that were covering the area around the building.
Parker mapped out an approach that would let a couple of their teammates disable key cameras without giving them away and sent Basso and Takao off to deal with the spy-eyes.
They were just returning when Nordahl ordered everyone into the nearby trees and brush.
"Drone launch," she told the group. "I'll see if I can fuck with the navigation enough to steer it into a tree. They'll think it just went haywire and will probably come to retrieve it."
While Nordahl messed with her jamming equipment, Parker ordered Takao to get her rifle ready and told Schmidt, Jimenez, Washington, and Carpenter to be ready to deal with the drone-techs that Nordahl suggested might show up. The four moved into the brush near where Nordahl was directing a wobbly drone that seemed to move in and out of her control. They were already in position by the time it crashed into the branches of a huge oak and tumbled to the ground a few feet away.
Two bewildered men came to retrieve the drone, chattering in Russian about what they thought had gone wrong with the unit. As soon as they bent to look at the damaged drone, they had two girls on their backs and were taken to the ground without resistance. The two men and the drone were scooped up, taken to the far side of the wooded area, and deposited in the brush. Hayden ordered Parker to stare into the men's eyes and "will" them to be compliant and quiet. C-Squad left their new friends to relax and then got ready to move out once again.
Each group moved to their assigned point of entry and waited for the signal. When the sound of the whippoorwill cut into the night, they moved in.
Two teams were spotted as they took out the guards at their stations.
"Eyes on #1," Schmidt said into her headset, telling the group that she had spotted The Sickle, "the three guys next to her just jabbed syringes into their thighs. Assume we have at least four vampires."
Takao dropped to one knee, targeted the eyebrows on the four individuals, and popped rounds through each of their skulls.
"Tag'em and bag'em," Parker ordered. "Call out any specials."
Basso got caught between two larger defenders and Parker had to go help her. One of them was holding the Corporal down while another repeatedly punched her in the face.
Parker screamed in rage and leapt at the pair. The fingers on her right hand hardened and lengthened - and the nails grew into three-inch claws. Blood - from the throat of the one that had been punching Basso - splattered onto his partner's face - right before his bloodied skull toppled from his shoulders, falling next to the trembling Corporal. The Captain picked her up and hugged her. She pulled a vial of Hayden's semen out and poured it into the smaller girl's mouth. Behind them, things were quieter - and a little less blood-spattered. Once Basso recovered, she grabbed Parker's face and kissed her hard. Arm-in-arm, they turned to join back up with the rest of C-Squad.
"You've got a little something right there," Schmidt said, grinning, pointing to Basso's face - which had blood droplets from both of her assailants on it.
"Fuck you, bitch," Basso snarled at her.
"You alright?" the blonde asked her, the smile disappearing.
"Yeah, thanks to Parker," she replied, giving the Captain a squeeze.
"Report," Parker ordered.
Each team reported on what they had found. Major Johnson reported that all four vampires were sporting their new porcupine disguises and were bundled for transport.
"If you don't need me, Captain," Jimenez said, "I'll go find us another vehicle."
"I'll back her up," Washington offered.
Parker nodded to the pair and they disappeared out of one of the doors.
"Sweep the place for any laptops or paperwork," the Captain ordered. "Watch for booby-traps. Since we don't know, yet, what Jimenez will come back with, we don't know how many guests were taking home for Thanksgiving to meet mom and dad. Basso?"
"Already know where I'm going, ma'am," she said, dropping the arm that had been around her superior and heading to set her explosives. "Can I have Takao?" she asked.
Takao glanced at Parker - who nodded - and then went to follow the explosives expert.
"Alright, the Major's got babysitting duty," she said. "Everybody else look for goodies."
C-Squad spread out. Almost immediately, Carpenter hollered for Nordahl to come look at something. The pair approached the Captain a few minutes later, carrying a couple laptops and several USB-drives. Nordahl began loading them into her backpack. As soon as that was done, they went scavenging again.
"Grab any vials for Sharma," Parker called out.
"Gotcha, Captain," Carpenter yelled back.
By the time Jimenez and Washington returned, Nordahl had the hard-drive from the security cameras and Carpenter had a rack of vials and syringes. The rest of the squad had some notebooks and other interesting items.
Parker sent Schmidt and Carpenter to retrieve the drone and the first two guys they'd grabbed. Meanwhile, the rest of the squad began moving the gathered items (and captives) out to the vehicle that Jimenez had snagged - which turned out to be a small cargo truck. They loaded everything (and everybody) into the truck and headed back to where they had left the sedans.
Major Johnson and Staff Sergeant Carpenter got guard duty - in the back of the truck. Jimenez drove and Takao took shotgun. Washington said she was plenty rested and volunteered to drive the sedan that the Major had been driving. Schmidt jumped in with the heavy gunner. Parker returned to the driver's seat of the car she'd arrived in. Basso took shotgun. Nordahl jumped in with Parker and Basso. Martin hopped in with Washington and Schmidt.
As they pulled away, Basso kept an eye in her mirror until she saw the flames erupting from the building that they had just raided. Nordahl's cameras would, as usual, tell them who visited the site.
