text: ey tuck the safety off and go full-auto, spreading bullets with their H&K submachine guns.
  
  Sharon evades the bullets by diving into the stacks of weeds. Underneath them are steel boxes that are used to store stuff -- probably more druggies or weapons. When most of the henchmen cease fire to reload their weapons, Sharon emerges out of her cover with two MP7 submachine guns in her hands. When she shoots the henchmen with the MP7s, the 4.6-milimeter rounds fly straight through them like a needle and killing them until the fifth shot. Then they hit the ground while Craig is hiding beneath a box.
  
  "Come out, you pussy fuck. Either I shoot you or you give yourself up," Sharon threatens.
  
  His answer? Craig attempts to blind fire from the corner with his shotgun, only for his arm to be shot. It causes him to squeeze the trigger of his shotgun, but misses before dropping it. He shouts in pain before Sharon comes after him. Craig quickly draws his SIG Sauer with his uninjured arm and tries to shoot her. Sharon pulls his armed arm to the side, causing him to miss before she dislocates his arm and grabs his handgun and ejects the magazine inside. It still has a bullet chambered, so she shoots his leg with it, causing him to shouts again. Sharon holds him by the neck, pushing him into a wall before she talks business with him.
  
  > make him talk
  "Now that I kicked your ass, it's time for you to talk."
  
  Sharon bangs his head against a wall, before continuing.
  
  "One of the lieutenants said you know where the client is."
  
  "Oh... so you're the one who kidnapped him, huh?" Craig replies.
  
  "One of my friends."
  
  "I doubt you're one of those cops or government scumbags."
  
  Sharon bangs him into the wall again.
  
  "Hey, I'm the one who needs fucking answers, not you, asshole."
  
  "Fuck, fine... The client is in Vixen Night Club. It should take a while to get there. His name is Steve Anderson."
  
  "I'll make you squeal if you lie."
  
  "Boss' gonna kill me for leaking you information, but it doesn't matter since all this shit will be over soon..."
  
  Sharon punches him in the face.
  
  "What the fuck do you mean?"
  
  "They're coming... and you'll be sorry," says Craig, before bursting into laughter.
  
  Sharon pulls out her stun rod and zaps him with a million of volts. He screams in agony before he passes out. Looks like he called for additional reinforcements when he was hiding. She checks his pockets and found an iPhone. It's password-locked, but she knows that he just used this to call his friends. Now they're coming for her. Before she finds the client, she has to take care of the goons first.
  
  > 15 minutes later...
  Rino
  
  Rino and Sanchez heard their superior asking for help before the phone call was cut off with several gunshots. Rino repeatedly asked him for response, but he didn't answer. He suspected that he was killed by someone, so he and his partner called other henchmen to get into their vehicles and immediately rescue Craig. Rino and Sanchez are leaders among those henchmen and they're the ones who received the call, so they were the first to went into the objective.
  
  Rino sits beside Sanchez as he watches the roads for anything suspicious. His partner drives the sedan. Both muscular men are donned in jackets and jeans. Underneath them are a pair of guns and plenty of ammunition. Rino has two MP7 submachine guns while his partner has two custom black Colt 1911s. Rino is a white Caucasian male while his partner is a tanned Mexican-American. Both men are bald.
  
  "Hey, who do you think targeted Craig?" Sanchez asks whilst driving.
  
  "Probably some lucky undercover cops, FBI, DEA, the Russians, hell if I know," Rino replies while still being aware of his surrounding.
  
  "Pretty sure that his men taken out all the witnesses and security details at the station before unloading the drugs. Man, it sucks that they got our shits. We smuggled the drugs all the way from our plantation in Brazil to here. The boss' gonna be pissed about this clusterfuck as they worth a lot... a lot of money," says Sanchez as he turns the car around.
  
  "I know right? Least we can do is to avenge. I can't believe Craig let them under his nose, but one thing for sure -- we'll make 'em pay."
  
  After three minutes of racing past civilian cars, they finally has arrived.
  
  "We're here. Let's kick their ass," Sanchez says cheerfully, having no idea of what awaits him.
  
  Rino doesn't reply. Both men get out of their car and head into the building.
  
  > Continue
  The station is empty. There is nobody here other than a bum sitting beside the building. He is covered in a blanket, and has a can to collect money from those who show sympathy for him. On his side, there is a board written "VIETNAM WAR MARINE VET. HOMELESS 68 YRS OLD. PLEASE HELP."
  
  The poor old man fought in Vietnam as a US marine. And now, he gets this. Poor and homeless with only a few people care about his sacrifice for his country. Rino knows that Vietnam was a mess. Join the military they said, it's fun they said. But no, it wasn't fun at all.
  
  Rino served as a US marine during Iraq and Afghanistan wars, served in two tours of duty. Looking at the poor Vietnam war veteran makes him to remember about how his squad was ambushed in Iraq. The lead humvee was hit with an IED, and one of his squadmates was blown to pieces with an RPG. He saw his friend blown and scattered to pieces. Parts of his body were around him. He was very shocked. All he can do was to shoot back at the insurgents with his M16. He was lucky to be the sole survivor of the ambush when a Cobra gunship arrived to provide fire support. He was thankful to be alive, and he will never forget his fallen fellow marines.
  
  Meanwhile, Sanchez calls Craig once again, but still gets no answer. So he goes up to the front door with his Colt 1911 in his hand. The door is locked, so he forcefully kicks the door until it falls down.
  
  "Hey, Rino! What the fuck are you waiting for?" His partner shouts.
  
  His mind races back to reality as his partner calls out. Rino draws his MP7 and joins up with his partner. He leaves the bum alone. He doubt that his friends in heaven would be pissed to see that he's now working as a terrorist. Rino attempted to join the Global Risk Security, a private military company after his retirement. But he didn't get accepted. Seeing that fighting is the only thing he can do, he joined the Inner Circle. At first, he hesitates doing crimes. But now, he's used to it, or even addicted.
  
  Rino and Sanchez found the corpses of Craig's men around the stack of weeds, but they still haven't found Craig. Son-of-a-bitches probably kidnapped him. Shit.
  
  "Goddamn it! They got our guys, and Craig's gone. Now what?" Sanchez asks.
  
  "Call the others and tell 'em about this."
  
  Sanchez does what Rino told. He calls others to inform them about this. After that, they get out from the building and stand in front of the front door, waiting for the rest to arrive.
  
  "They still haven't got our drugs yet, but they got Craig and our men. I don't think it's the Russians. Must be the fucking police," Sanchez concludes.
  
  "Right."
  
  "And there's nothing else but this dipshit," Sanchez continues, pointing at the bum.
  
  Rino feels annoyed when Sanchez said that the bum is a 'dipshit'. This is due him being a former US marine, and Sanchez just insulted a former marine just like him. He gives the bum another look. He strangely doesn't react at all... perhaps there's something about this old man. Rino starts to get suspicious on him.
  
  > An awful surprise
  The bum throws away his blanket. The blanket flows into the wind, and it reveals a young woman dressed in a long, two-tailed red coat, black pants, and MP7 submachine guns held in her hands. She has jet black shoulder-length hair. Her ice blue eyes turn on Sanchez cruelly, and she flashes her most winning smile. She points her guns at Sanchez and goes trigger happy. Round after round pierce through his partner. Rino pulls out both of his submachine guns and dives into the nearby car, leaving his dead partner.
  
  What a dangerous woman. He never thought she disguised herself as a bum. 'Where the fuck are the others?'
  
  The young woman keeps Rino pinned down with her rapid-firing submachine guns. Rino has only a few choices to deal with her.
  
  > return fire
  Once the woman ceases shooting to reload her weapons, Rino pops out with his MP7s, scanning for the target. The woman just disappears in a sudden. But suddenly, he hears the clangs of footsteps on layers of iron. He turns around to see the woman jumping from car to car, presumably to get a clear view on him. Both combatants open fire at the same time, and they have the same weapons.
  
  They both shoot at each other, deflecting each one of their bullets. Until their magazine runs dry, Rino wonders what the hell just happened. Did she just... deflect his bullets by shooting them? He can't believe she could do that. There's no human capable of that. Either way, he doesn't have the time to think about it.
  
  Rino uses his Ka-Bar combat knife and engages the young woman in a knife fight. He charges toward her, thrusting his knife. His opponent parries his attack with her karambit knife. It goes like this for the few seconds before the woman gains the upper hand and manages to get a cut on his leg. The curved blade of the karambit rips through his flesh, shredding out blood. He tries to endure the pain he received, but the cut is deep enough to limit his mobility.
  
  The woman strikes an upward slash, and Rino evades the slash before swinging his knife against her. His opponent ducks and holds his armed hand, before stabbing his other leg. With both his legs injured, Rino has nothing against her but to kneel down hopelessly. The woman finishes the fight with a jab to his face. The world seemingly turns dark for him since then.
  
  > Back to Sharon's perspective
  Sharon
  
  Sharon has eliminated the leaders of the henchmen. The grunts are on their way, and they will be here in no time. But she already prepared for that in the past fifteen minutes. Once the goons are here, she'll give them a nasty surprise. She puts one of her MP7s on her back and instead carries one two-handed. She ejects the magazine and checks its ammunition. The magazine is full, and the gun has a round chambered in it. She loads the magazine back, slides the stock, and unfold the front grip. Sharon takes cover behind a car and waits for them to arrive.
  
  A minute later, she spots three Land Rovers coming to the station. Before they manage to park their cars, she triggers her trap card. What an unlucky day for them...
  
  > Remote-controlled anti-material sniper rifle
  She has a Barrett M107 attached on a tripod on the top of a truck parked in the parking lot. The anti-material sniper rifle has a good angle and can view the SUVs clearly from up there. This makes it vulnerable to be shot, but that doesn't matter if Sharon can shoot down their cars first. Sharon uses a handheld controller that looks like it has been taken from a video-game console. The controller shows the perspective of the sniper rifle. The scope is attached with a camera, and she can control the tripod to direct the sniper rifle.
  
  Sharon directs the anti-material sniper rifle into the lead SUV. Once the reticle is aimed at the engine, she presses the fire button. A loud bang cracks. The rifle fires an armor piercing fifty caliber round. It pierces through the engine, bursting it on fire and instantly destroying the car and everyone inside.
  
  The other two SUVs drift into the entrance. The sniper rifle turns into the second SUV and targets its engine. The car blows into pieces as does everyone inside. Men from the last SUV quickly disembark and sprint into the parking lot with their guns. Sharon puts away the controller and uses her MP7 to engage the remaining henchmen. She peers through the red dot sight of her submachine gun. The sight is not magnified, but it still makes aiming much easier.
  
  She fires at the two men with M4 carbines first. The two men go down really quick as blood spits out from their guts. The other two men with MP5 submachine guns stop at a nearby car and open fire at Sharon. She moves toward the other cars, using them as cover as she evades and shoots back. She hits one of them in the head. The last person takes cover and throws a frag grenade instead. Sharon tries to prevent the grenade from destroying innocent civilians' cars, so she swiftly grabs it and throws it away. The grenade blasts on the rail tracks instead.
  
  Sharon closes in on the last henchman and finishes him off with five rounds into his chest. Then, he checks on the guys with carbine rifles. One of them is still alive, crawling on the ground and pressing his wound. He notices Sharon and tries to draw his sidearm, but she shoots him first.
  
  The henchmen have been taken care of.
  
  > burn the weeds and let Misha take care of the targets
  Sharon holsters her submachine gun and goes inside the building. She goes past the corpses and takes a can full of gasoline. She opens the cap and pours the flamable substance all over the weeds. Once she wastes it, she throws it away and takes a cigarette, lights it up, and throws it at the trail of gasoline. The fire lights up the gasoline and follows its trail. It ends up burning the whole room.
  
  She gets out of the building and takes her iPhone. She calls Misha, the former Russian soldier-turned mercenary and asks him to take care of the targets -- Tommy Craig and the leader of the henchmen.
  
  "Misha, it's done. They're all dead, and I got Craig and an interesting person tied up. Pick them up now."
  
  "I'm on my way. Who is that 'interesting' individual?"
  
  "Ex-marine, the squad leader of the henchmen who tried to kill me. His tattoo showed his background. He's KO-ed and his legs are bleeding. Craig's bleeding too."
  
  "What?! Our objective is to capture Craig alive, not to kill him!"
  
  "They don't need their legs or arms to breath."
  
  "I hope his wounds aren't too serious. ETA is two minutes. Anything else?"
  
  "Nope. Proceeding to objective. Out."
  
  Sharon ends the call and puts her smartphone away. Tommy Craig and the ex-marine will be extracted by Misha soon enough. They are unconscious, and their arms and legs are tied with ropes. They are lied beside the front door of the building.
  
  She gets inside her white S-class Mercedez benz sedan and gets out from the area before the cops show off.
  
  > head into Vixen Night Club
  Sharon knows where the night club is. She speeds up the car as she needs to get there fast in case the client is leaving. She has to get Steve Anderson, makes him squeal, get some answer, and gets out from the club like a badass she is. Anderson's gonna get fucked.
  
  It takes a few minutes just to get there. She parks her car alongside the sideway. The road is quiet at midnight. There is only a few pedestrians on the street. She replaces her MP7s with a pair of H&K SOCOM Mark 23s instead as the pistols are easier to hide than submachine guns. The Mark 23s weight more than most forty-five Auto handguns. Some find it a little heavy and harder to use, but she is strong enough to wield them like if they are plastic toys.
  
  She gets off the car and walks into the entrance of the club. A new, 'interesting' girl will join the party soon. But she is stopped by a bouncer.
  
  "Hey, lemme see your ID," the tall man says.
  
  > say "Aww... Just let me in, please?"
  "Oh, come on! You gotta let me in!" Sharon says, trying to sue him to let her in.
  
  "Sorry, ma'am, but you're not allowed to enter if you're not a member," the bouncer replies, not unshaken by Sharon at all.
  
  "I got several things to settle here, and someone invited me," Sharon continues, trying to make up a reason.
  
  "No, ma'am. No ID, no entrance. Simple as that. You need a proof," the bouncer says, a bit grumpy.
  
  This man seems different. Her charm is ineffective on him. Or she's just not good at this kind of thing. Oh, right... she's not good since she's used to fists rather than mouth. She's primarily made for badassery, so just kick his fucking ass and be done with it.
  
  > Being a charming lady is not her thing, so she beats the fuck outta him
  Sharon kicks him in the groin. The bouncer grunts and stumbles. She follows it up with a downward kick to his head, crushing him into the ground. The impact causes the bouncer to be knocked out of cold. Yup, it's simpler than being a charming lady indeed... for her.
  
  He's been taken care of. Now she just has to get inside and do her job.
  
  > get inside
  Sharon opens the double-door and gets inside. Red, blue, green, and yellow lights color and enliven the scenery. People dance to the beat of the music. The DJ is playing the music, mixing them together, turning up the beat, and keep the booties shaking. Some are having a drink with each other, and some enjoy their time with their sweetheart. She goes down the stairwell and walks among the crowd.
  
  She doesn't find Anderson on the dance floors. But she spots an interesting looking figure coated in black suit and red tie. Sharon gets a closer look on him. The man is around thirty. He has short black hair, black eyes, and pale complexion.
  
  Beside him is an alluring Asian flower. She looks very young. Her black hair is long, and she has a pale white complexion and she is full of makeup. She wears a black, strapless dress, and heeled boots. She is full of accessories, making her to appear glamorous. She's presumably Chinese-American, and she is one hell of a beauty.
  
  Sharon stands beside the man, calling out the bartender to order a drink. The suit looks over the girl right beside him, who is Sharon.
  
  "Hmm... a new girl, eh? Haven't seen you before," the man asks curiously.
  
  "Yup," Sharon answers, looking at the female bartender instead of him.
  
  Their dialogue is interrupted by the Asian beauty, who asks him something.
  
  "Steve, I need to use the restroom. I'll be back soon," she says.
  
  "Uh-huh."
  
  The Asian flower leaves from his view. No doubt, this man is most likely Steve Anderson. He is the target, and she needs to get information from him.
  
  > make him squeal
  "So... who are you actually?" Anderson asks again.
  
  "Someone who is really... special."
  
  "Hah, you seem are," Anderson continues, taking note of her outfit. She's cool, but he wonders about her intention. He thinks that she's probably one of Craig's personal hitgirls.
  
  "So you know who I am?" Anderson asks.
  
  "Oh, of course I know you, Steve. I know everything... but there's still stuff that I don't know... and you'll tell me."
  
  "Haha, sure. But tell me your name first."
  
  "You'll find it out soon," Sharon says, grinning.
  
  She bangs his head into the table and holds him by the neck. The loud crash gains everyone's attention. Everyone stops their activity and looks at Sharon and Anderson, worried.
  
  "You're one of their arm dealers, aren't you? I heard you made a deal with 'em, and you've seen one of their high-ranking officials. Tell me where to find him."
  
  "Go suck a dick!"
  
  > bang him again
  Sharon bangs him into the table repeatedly, before she slams him into the floor and raises him by the neck.
  
  "Still no answer?"
  
  "I ain't telling you, bitch!"
  
  > slam him
  Sharon lifts him and slams him into the table, destroying it. Anderson looks dazed. She raises him again and proceeds with the interrogation.
  
  "I can do this all day."
  
  "Fuck! Whatever... he's in his mansion on the eastern side of the city. I can tell you the details, but you gotta lemme go."
  
  Sharon looks at the group of henchmen approaching her. They wear leather jackets and jeans, and are armed with weapons such as baseball bats and blades. They keep their eyes on Sharon.
  
  "You wanna get out of this place alive? You'd better let me go, lady. Right now!" Anderson says.
  
  Sharon lets go of him. Anderson stumbles and tries to endure the pain, before walking away from her.
  
  "You'll fucking pay for this!" He shouts angrily.
  
  > say "No way, Steve!"
  Sharon jogs toward Anderson, before walking by his side.
  
  "Oh, come on, Steve! You're not going to lie at me, right?"
  
  Anderson still ignores her, pissed off.
  
  "How about if we kiss and make up?"
  
  Anderson stops and turns into her. She is a threat to him and his client. But eh... whatever. At least she's freaking hot, so why not?
  
  "Okay..."
  
  Anderson holds her hands and pull her into him. He slowly reaches to kiss her in the mouth. They both end up kissing each other. But a few seconds later, Sharon punches him in the groin and knocks him into the ground. She is a real bitch, indeed.
  
  > deal with the henchmen
  "How dare you!" One of the henchmen shouts.
  
  Seeing the arm dealer taken out, the group of henchmen raise their weapons and charge at her. It's their duty to protect the arm dealer at all costs. The audience is watching this, so she gotta make sure to be cool for this one.
  
  Sharon hops past the first henchman, before using her feet to wrestle him into the ground. The second man swings his fire axe at her, but she evades it and pushes his axe into his head. The blunt side hits his head, and she disarms his axe and cleaves his head in half with it. Blood and brain matters come out and splat into her coat and the floor. The audience starts screaming and most of them run out from the club.
  
  The third and fourth guys attack her at the same time. But she easily evades the third guy's bat swing and parries the fourth guy