136 Time To Move Out: Part 15

Tuesday, 28th of April 2021. Garret High School. 12-G. 0900 Hours.

It was a normal class as usual. The situation was normal with every contractor holding their pen or pencil on top of a blank notebook. Even the death of a teacher didn't stop the school from doing their usual class. The whole class still could see the bloodstains that the teacher left after being hit by a large-caliber machine gun.

"Psst, how long are we going to listen to his rambling?" Shaddam asked Patrick.

"I don't know, well, it's biology, what do you expect?" Patrick looked at the whiteboard that was full of bullet holes.

"And then, Mitochondria took part in the synthesis of ATP," the teacher said as she wrote on the whiteboard.

"Well, it's Aline's favorite subject," Patrick nodded his head at Aline who was writing at her notebook like crazy. She almost wrote every single point of the things that were written on the whiteboard.

"Well, even Clara looks sleepy as hell," Shaddam nodded in that direction. Clara was barely awake, her eyes kept opening and closing since she tried her best to not fell asleep.

"Well, her specialty is anything that has numbers. Give her biology and it sounds like listening to a fairy tale before going to sleep," Patrick commented.

"Couldn't agree more," Shaddam said.

The quietness of the class was immediately disturbed by a sudden scream that came from downstairs. It sounds that a teacher must be screaming at something.

"What was that?" Clara who was sleepy became immediately on full alert.

"Probably a mouse, let's continue. Ok, so about Kreb's cycle...," The teacher stopped her lesson once she heard that one of the teachers was screaming about something.

"THERE'S A BOMB," the teacher shouted.

All of the contractors were immediately went on full alert. Before they noticed anything, the teacher who was teaching biology had disappeared. She might be running away without giving any damn to the situation since an explosive situation wasn't a thing that a teacher was supposed to face.

Clara immediately stood up from her table. Clara was a trap specialist in the first place, she was very proficient in disabling and making a bomb. The question was whether she wanted to do it or not.

"Nathan, what should we do?" Clara asked Nathan.

"Wot? Of course, the ultimate secret technique," Nathan said as he took a stance.

Aline walked outside of her desk and said her ultimate secret, "NIGERUNDAYO!" Aline ran out of that classroom and the others followed her from behind.

They had to act like a common student. There was no way in hell that a regular student wouldn't run once they heard a bomb threat. All of the contractors ran out of the classroom and got outside of the school.

"Halt!!!" Nathan told the other contractors to stop the bomb.

Aline who was running immediately stopped running. She took her time to listen to Nathan's advice. "Why?"

"Just think about it. Everyone has run away, but no bomb has exploded," Nathan said.

All of the contractors agreed to that opinion. They immediately stopped running away. They regrouped on Nathan.

"So what we should do? Stay here?" Laura asked.

"Let's take it slow. Right now, go back to the class, pop a smokescreen, change into a combat loadout then proceed on what we should do next," Nathan said and the contractors ran back to the classroom.

Alone led the way and she threw a smoke grenade into the classroom. The contractors grabbed their PDA from their pocket and immediately changed into their combat loadout. Every single one of them was handling two weapons at the same time.

They could either use an MP5SD+NL-M200 combo or NL-HK416+PKP Pecheneg combo. Sone of them even had Carl Gustav M4 on their back like usual. Clara was in a juggernaut suit since she expected a bomb situation where EOD was extremely needed.

"Ok, what should we do? Just wait?" Clara asked the others.

"Hmm, for now, let's just spread out, help the students for evacuation. And watch out for the student councils, they will be on full gung ho. Watch your fire, subdue them with non-lethal bullets," Nathan said.

"We can't shoot them with our rifle?" Patrick asked as he lifted his PKP up.

"They're just kids. Don't mind them too much," Nathan said.

"If they shoot, they're hostile, but they're just kids," Laura said.

"Copy that. Well, let's get back to work. Serval, search for the bombs, the others will search for any students that are hiding," Nathan said and the other contractors nodded to that decision.

"We'll search across the whole complex. Two men group. Pick what you like, but be quick about it," Nathan said and they immediately picked their buddy.

Patrick chose Shaddam as his buddy to accompany him. Lynn was with Clara and so on. The contractors immediately walked outside of the classroom and scattered around the school to find any students that hadn't evacuated yet.

Patrick walked alongside Shaddam with HK416 on his hands and PKP machine gun on his back. They walked leisurely even though the situation wasn't relaxing at all.

"Bravo," Patrick said.

"Yes?" Shaddam replied.

"This condition is too quiet, isn't it? Almost as if nothing has happened," Patrick said.

"Don't jinx us man," Shaddam said.

"Haha, I won't," Patrick said as they heard a gunshot. It was coming from their junior class 10-A.

Patrick: "Contact at class 10-A. Bravo and Delta on the way to investigate."

Patrick kicked the classroom door and immediately got greeted by gunshots. It was coming from a pistol. Patrick didn't feel anything when one of the bullets hit his ballistic visor. It just made a huge crack on his visor.

"EVERYBODY GET ON THE GROUND NOW!" Patrick shouted.

"Wait!" Saddam intervened.

"What?"

"Look!"