The Viper's Successor by Somsiddha Saha (ebook reader play store .txt) 📗

“About 3km north from Adage sir. About to cross the Foresthill bridge. We’re besieging Mr. Fulkan’s convoy.”

One thing was continuously bugging Navan. He can see a ray of light amidst dark but could not identify its source. “What is that? What’s that im missing out?” He was in a pensive mood.

“Got a call from Hudson. Putting it on speaker.” Armun turned on the phones speaker.

“How the malfunctions occurred in the chopper? Anybody got any idea about it? Hope you are all with Fulkan!” Hudson was imperious from the other side.

“Sir, We are still unaware about how it crashed. Probably the forensic department can find out something after the fire extinguish. Sam just sufferd a mild blackout, and we are following Fulkan’s convoy.”

Behold the Samurai!

Location: Foresthill Bridge

Time: 3:18pm

Sidius, till now after his departure with Fulkan haven’t contacted with any one of them. Navan was a bit sceptical. What plans does Sidius have? Is he really an honest officer, diligent to his duties? Or, something else?

“There, they are” Armun pointed the convoy running surrounded by police bikes and cars. Foresthill bridge is just about 500m. The safehouse is within 5km.

“W-Whats that yonder? Is that our man standing?” Armun pointed forward, towards the bridge. Navan was checking the photographs in his phone, he noticed that theres one person standing in the middle of the bridge, wearing some black attire. The distance was too much thus they only could see a hazed figure. All the other convoys in front of them has already stopped and forces came out to inspect the blockage. Navan and Armun also got out of the car to have a clear vision.Forces were oblivious, they took out their armed weapons. The NYPD officers pointing their gun, approached towards him slowly.

“Identify yourself who you are!” The person was wearing a black armor, with a tinge of yellow chasms glazing in the sunrays. He was standing with his back turned towards the convoy. A sword was dangling with his holster, in a cover. He was wearing some kind of helmet matching with the armor , so it was impossible to guess who he or she is. “Sir, I repeat, identify yourself!” four of the policemen were near, and tried to hold by shoulder. Navan and Armun were at the end of all the cars, so avoiding the obstruction, they came near 100 feet of the incident.

In a blink of an eye, the armoured person yielded his sword from his holster and chops off the policeman’s wrist. Within moment before the other perceive what just took place, he slits their throat and stabs their spleen. Wiping off the blood drenched sword, the figure stood at the same place without moving or turning back. His sword was fiery red and presumed it to be not like normal weapons.

“Stand Down!!! I repeat stand down! Throw your weapon, put up your hands in the air where I can see them and kneel! “All the armed fighters of COD too joined the NYPD polices, getting out from the Jeeps. “four of our men are down! We need Backups! Send a team at the location immediately!” Directing them over transmitter, all forces armed themselves and armed themselves with ion shield. “Shoot at his legs” One officer ordered.

“Clonk!” The armour was so puissant that bullets could not penetrate it. From head to toe, he was entirely covered with some indestructible shielded protection. This time the figure turned back towards the armed fleet. The face was also covered with some abominable, creepy looking protection. The figure has some resemblance to traditional Samurai armours like what is observed in museums as artifacts and relics. The only difference is that, this looks more advanced and formidable. It pointed the sword towards the forces and slightly nodded his head to the left. Fissions of electric passed through the sword.No wonder it is some augmented weapon with tech-implementations. It stabbed on of the dead policemans corpse with it and in a matter of seconds, the dead started burning.

“Shoot to kill!” The entire force rained bullets on the Armor. Defying it, taking the shots on its chest, face and the helmet, it started walking tiptoes towards the convoy. Two choppers, by then, emerged on the either sides of the bridge, lowered their altitude. SWAT teams gushed out from both through wires and dropped on the bridge. Aiming their Assault rifles, they started shooting too.  Navan and Armun were completely stupefied at this moment. Breaking the stun, he was about to jump over the car, Armun stopped him by holding his arm.

“What are you doing? Stop yourself!” Armun seized Navan by his arm.

“So, what would we do? Stand here and watch them killed and murdered?” Navan was pugnacious.

“Now don’t start off like the Italy’s incident, Navan. You’re forgetting that we work furtively, not aggressively. If anything happens to you, we will confute your identity. And from the footage of Italy, suspicion arised about you. So control your hostility!”

The spiteful figure started chopping, slashing, blowing and stabbing the police and SWAT teams one by one. Sidius was unaware, so he came out of the convoy. More than a dozen was mutilated by the sword, The bridge was getting imbrued by the toxicity of flesh and blood. Navan and Armun had nothing to do except standing and watching the brutality of it. Sidius pulled out a grenade launcher from the convoy and yelled at the figure “Over here!” and pressed the trigger. Within seconds, the projectile blasted in proximity of the figure and the jeeps near it tilted and uplifted. Sidius rushed towards the black wall of smoke with the launcher with him.

“Sidius NOOO!!!!” Navan and Armun yelped! “I have to go to save Sidius!” Navan jumped over the car and slinked towards the smoke. The choppers activated their submachine guns and targeted the frowzy mess covered with aftermaths of explosive. The convoy was locked by Sidius, and Fulkan inside was cowered in terror. Navan could not notice anything as the smoke was skittering. Slowly the