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    Undefined Mission
    Undefined Mission
    Undefined Mission
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    Undefined Mission

    By Raphael Gabriel

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    Johnny and Hector are going to discover the uncomfortable truth about their boss.
    Through the desert of Mongolia to the rain forests of central Africa they will have to handle their fate and bear with the undefined opponent.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRaphael Gabriel
    Release dateOct 24, 2016
    ISBN9781370855995
    Undefined Mission

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      Book preview

      Undefined Mission - Raphael Gabriel

      Even the biggest crime and evil have their basis

      in the desire of feeling love

      - Yes yes, boss –

      UNDEFINED

      MISSION

      by Raphael Gabriel

      Copyright 2015 Raphael Gabriel

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      If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient.

      Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

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      Two men entered into a dark room. Without a sound they put their feet on the floor. As if they could feel its facture and things which should have been there. They sneaked to a window and drew aside the curtains. There was dark outside. Up to this height came not much light from the streets. Pssss… the floor behind them bent. They stood rigidly in tension. For the moment their silhouettes had to be seen against the window from the depth of the room. However they sensed a movement and went down from the area of the window, both in opposite directions. If this would be an enemy, they should be already dead. They decided to check who it was.

      Johnny, a guy about thirty, as skinny as a rake. For 12 years he have been practicing kung fu and tai chi. Many had already seen, on their misfortune, that appearances are deceptive. This 54 kilograms of weight could lift in his arms a man with the weight of 113 kilograms. He had amazing sense of feeling the space and his body.

      He went a comer from behind and put a lever on his neck slightly smothering.

      Hector is his opposite. At the height of 180 centimeters he weighed 90 kilograms and he didn’t eat in the McDonald’s. He had maximally a few percentage of body fat. Black belt in kyokushin karate and jiu-jitsu. When Johnny took his opponent into illusion of weakness then took him with a trick. Hector, just destroyed. He was like a killing machine with tough like concrete legs and fists. They complemented each other perfectly. Ah, and Hector was the one, who was getting information from the woman partners of important guests on the parties. Johnny didn’t suit this. He could intuitively predict movements of his opponent and find even the most fucked up correlations between things. He was a type of a guy who made decisions. Hector just acted.

      Holding stranger in a grip, Johnny pushed his hips forward and then laid him softly on the ground. It was some woman despite that she didn’t had any hair on her head. It probably went about not to recognize a woman in her but Johnny felt her after the softness of her body.

      - What is your name and what you’re doing here? –

      - This is my apartment –

      - It’s abandoned place, stop talking shit! – Johnny smothered her until she almost fainted.

      - Who sent you?! –

      - She won’t tell you anything Johnny – meddled Hector who just had finished checking if someone wasn’t with her.

      - Search her –

      Hector palpated her precisely and pulled everything what she had. A Swiss pocket knife, a little money, a map and a document. He pulled from his side trousers pocket a light rod, he bent it and his face lighted up with delicate orange light. He closer the light rod to the document and read its content.

      - What is it? – asked Johnny.

      - Confirmation of transaction in the name of Malkovic for, watch this, Tyler Green – both fell silent. Tyler Green is the head of their CIA’s intelligence cell.

      - Who is this fucking Malkovic and what he has in common with Tyler? – he asked.

      - Soon we’ll find out. You heard my dear? Where did you get this paper and who is Malkovic? –

      - I don’t know, I found it on the street –

      Johnny had enough. Brutally he lifted her up, sat her on a chair and tied her hands behind and feet tied to the legs of the chair. He ripped open her shirt and pulled out the knife.

      - The same question, where is this paper from and who is Malkovic? Fuck with me further and I’ll cut your tit. Hmm, I guess the breast is something that you, women, really value, in the end you can feed children with them – Johnny laughed madly in a way that could frighten. He was aware that it should work. And in fact, the girl had such a huge fear in her eyes which she could spit the entire earth with it.

      Johnny lost his patience. He grabbed her breast firmly and approached the knife…

      - It’s from my brother! – screamed the woman – I got it from my brother, he just told me: Take it and keep safe. I didn’t ask for anything! – the girl burst into a sob.

      - You see, it wasn’t so hard – commented Johnny for principle. In fact, this part of the job he hated most. And he didn’t want to deprive this young woman a breast at all. Fortunately for him it usually ended up that way. Only once in his life he committed a disgraceful act on a woman, but he does not want to talk about it.

      They heard a knock on the door. They froze for a second and looked at each other. Even in the darkness and only a small glow of light rod somewhere from the floor, they seemed to see their faces clearly. The girl’s crying and screaming lured someone.

      - Check it – threw Johnny to his companion.

      Hector went to the door and stood next to them. He put the gun to them gently to not to cause any sound and he listened. After a while he heard male whispering voices. Two or three men, he guessed.

      Knock, knock.

      - Tatiana are you there? – came a voice from behind the door.

      Johnny walked over to Hector. They looked at each other and exchanged soundless understanding. It probably was the brother of the girl. They did nothing, just waited, with the vague hope that uninvited guests will let go and leave.

      - Help! – screamed the girly and clearly outlined the situation.

      Immediately behind her voice the door opened inside, kicked hard by one of the men. The door with their swipe threw the gun out from Hector’s hand. Johnny was hit by them in the head and slumped unconscious against the wall. Hector found himself alone with three big guys. He didn’t wait for their move. The habits educated through the martial arts over the years took control of him. He knocked the first man with strong frontal kick until he flew off and hit the opposite wall of the corridor. The other two were already at him, close enough that he couldn’t afford to kick. If at that moment he would lose his balance, he would be in danger. He took a tight guard and covered his opponents with iron hits. When one got hit and befuddled for a moment, he attacked another.

      - You motherfucker! – yelled one of the men and in mad rage tackled at Hector. He pressed him

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