The spotlight flashed right as the task force entered the Kingpin's territory. Benjamin heard an audible fuck by one of his subordinates before the loud cacophony of gunfire began. Diving behind cover he watched as Gunfire seemed to fall upon his men seemingly from all sides. Closing his eyes he took in a deep breath to gather his thoughts.<i>This was bad, this was really really bad, was the thought that pounded the back of his mind. </i>Gathering his bearings he peaked out and noticed one of their angles was neglected. Taking a moment he lined his rifle to get the perfect few shots to clear it.<br/><br/><br/><b>"WITH ME,"</b>He bellowed trying to rally the men through. Two other marines followed as they vanished into the thickness of the jungle. Huddling together they hunkered down in what appeared to be a natural hole within the terrain.<b>"Alright as far as we know we are the only survivors. There is no way in hell we can escape through the route where we entered,"</b>taking out a satellite image he examined it so they could get their bearings.<b> "Right so the only way out is through, the compound is two miles east of here. We stay off the main roads, conserve your ammo and just maybe we can survive this." </b>Looking back to his men he then began to second guess himself. A good mix of green and seasoned personnel yet before him were young men who had never seen a real firefight.<br/><br/><br/>"What are we going to do once we make it to the compound," asked the smaller of two Privates.<br/><br/><br/>Benjamin leaned in real close. "<b>We are going to storm it like marines, give them hell kill the target and get the fuck out of here Hurrah!" </b><br/><br/><br/>The response was lackluster and Benjamin didn't have the integrity to tell them that he doubted their success too. Three hours passed and the jungle really did wear them down. Moving slowly they focused on avoiding attention from the cartel enforcers. Finally a grin appeared on Benjamin's face where they approached the line of the jungle and the giant mansion sat before them.<br/><br/><br/><b>"Alright I need you two to approach from the east, see that truck with the machine gun? I need you to take it and secure our escape. I will breach the estate, see if I can find the target and I will meet you guys on the western side understood?" </b><br/><br/><br/>The Privates nodded and with that Benjamin slowly made his approach. Ducking behind the various statues the littered the beautiful grounds he began to approach a guard patrol. They were speaking in spanish and Benjamin had little interest on hearing about how their Saturday night adventure was. Removing his K-bar knife he got in close, grabbed the first guard and plunged it into his throat. Before the other could lift their weapon he tossed the knife, striking cleanly in the center of the criminals forehead.<br/><br/><br/>Adrenaline pumped through his body as he got closer to the house. Entering what seemed to be an indoor garden.  Silently he moved, there were sounds of people speaking in spanish and then suddenly gunfire. G<i>ood the Privates secured the vehicle, he thought to himself.</i>Moving steadily he had a few close calls as men were rushing to their defensible positions. Holding his rifle close he approached what seemed to be a master bedroom. Kicking the door open he noticed a hulk of a man holding a large handgun. His eyes went wide, it took him a second to process that the man was Gonzales, the bodyguard and lead enforcer to the cartel boss. It also took another second for the meaty hand holding the handgun to strike at Benjamin.<br/><br/><br/>Pain stung Benjamins shoulder but he was able to shift in time not to be hit on the head. He attempted to kick Gonzales throwing his whole weight to push the man back but it was like striking a wooden door. Gonzales tore the rifle from his hands and threw Benjamin into a wall. Desperately he reached for something to use and found a bronze candlestick. Desperately he sweeped as Gonzales knee. The meaty crunch signified that Benjamin indeed made contact as the man yelled in pain.<br/><br/><br/>Benjamin grabbed the candle stick and then struck it against the goliath's temple. He drew blood and gonzales fell to the ground. In that instance Benjamin saw red and was unable to stop himself from inflicting the twenty other blows against the giant's skull. Taking in a deep breath he stood over the dead body guard, litter of his newest victim was splattered over his camouflage uniform. Looking up his eyes fell upon her.<br/><br/><br/><i>This couldn't be right intelligence stated that the boss had to be a man. Could it be that she is the kingpin's wife? I don't see a ring on her finger, she must definitely be the target.</i><br/><br/><br/>After a moment he tossed his improvised weapon aside and began to move toward her with purpose. Moving his arm he swung at the side of her face to backhand her. His other hand moving to her throat in an attempt to slam her against the wall.<b>“That’s a real cute stunt your people did to my team,” </b>he growled.<br/><br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="21" data-username="@Luna" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/21/">@Luna</a>