The Loudest Mission Novels & Stories

“This is our only option. If he won’t step out of his place, then we must pay him a visit ourselves.” Lorenzo shrugged and began to mask himself up too. He wished he had a better idea than Alessandro’s. Finally, they strapped their connected communicating tiny devices into their ears. “Are you all ready?” Alessandro spoke into the communicator. “This mission kicks off this minute. You get ready and wait for my signal.” “Roger that boss!” the men answered with vigor. “Antonio? Back man?” “Right here, boss!” “I will connect you once we get in.”

"The moment he steps feet back into this area, I would ask my boys to come drop him up at wherever you will be. Are we cool?" "No,we are not. Retract the missions. All of the mission you have assigned to him. I demand for his presence here now with immediatel effect." "To avoid the police keeping up with us, we do not permit the use of phones on missions like this." "What the?! In other words, you send your men to the camp front to the rest of your loyal supporters and the both of you do not establish a means of communication?" "And if your rivals is hot on your tail?"

Once everyone had properly surrounded me, I measured the volume in my head and started to speak. “Brave Warriors. You all know what our mission today is. But In case you don’t know, let me remind you. We are headed for these Rogue camps that have infected our integrity to burn them up in the flames of pain and death! We’re going to remind them why they should have never turned against their own kind in the first place!” I voiced and they all roared their approval around me.

"I’m in." Trevor stepped around the desk and held out his hand. Each of them took it in turn, sealing the unspoken vow. "This mission is confidential. Under Alpha command, you are forbidden from speaking about it to anyone else. Not even your closest friends. Not even your other pack. Do you swear to secrecy?" "I swear Alpha," they echoed, one after another.

A taunts me. “Yes, sir.” He says in a military voice, “The mission is to find the worthless escapees and bring them home. We do whatever it takes. That involves killing civilians. “ A nods, reaching into his pocket, and throws a literal milk bone at him, “That’s right. Maybe 1005 should learn from you.” He smiles at me and looks around the SUV, “Hey, Z, how about 1005 and 2010 ride together for a while?”

one pilot scoffed, “then what was that shit about you touring the freaking planet city after city?” “Don’t make me come there and knock you down, Doug.” “Now you challenging me to a dog fight!” The entire unit broke into laughter through their headphones and the Lieutenant had to silence them, reminding them that they were being broadcast live. Madam Secretary had given the Chief of Staff a furtive look to which he responded, “What? That's why they're the best goddamn air force team in the world.” Well, that ‘team’ did not prove to ‘best’ their unseen foe when suddenly, a sharp intricate sound cut through the headphones of the pilots followed by what sounded like a roar of some kind — almost

Isaac asked with a smirk, using the affectionate nickname he had given her. Maddison returned his smile, a glint of determination in her hazel eyes. “Always,” she replied, her voice steady. Their mission was straightforward yet crucial. They were tasked with infiltrating a high-security facility to retrieve sensitive information that could compromise national security. It was a mission that required precision, stealth, and unwavering trust in each other. As they made their way to the rendezvous point, their communication earpieces crackled to life with the voice of their handler, Agent Carter. “Isaac, Maddison, you’re clear to proceed. Remember, stealth is paramount. We need that intel intac

This is where we will take out the guards first, but only when the others return from placing the explosives where they need to go. It's tricky coming from the wooded area because we have to be extra careful not to step on twigs and such, causing any unwanted noise. Lucky for us, we have the best men for this job. Most of my old friends and half of our security men have served in the military at some point; they know how to do these sorts of missions. "We're good to go over here." Damon's voice comes over the earpiece that we are all wearing. Pressing mine, I say in a low voice, "On three," I raise my hand, and as I lift one finger at a time, I count into the earpiece, "One... two... three!"

They just can’t see what I am seeing, if not they would have agreed instantly. “Silence everyone!” Leonard orders them after a long round of murmuring that has already put an ache in my ear. It felt good when they all fell silent. “So we will be taking out ten of you from the team. The rest of you will be accompanying Alpha Soma and me on this mission.”

"Genevieve, don't add to my troubles." With that, he jumped into his damaged Bugatti and sped off. A chill ran through me. If Joanna was being harassed by thugs, shouldn't she have called the police? Why was she calling my fiancé instead? [Host, you have failed the mission and will be terminated soon.] I glanced at the time. It was 11:59 PM. I had a system that set my goal as successfully marrying Gus by the age of 25. But today was the last day of my 25th year; tomorrow I would turn 26.