[STORY]:- “The Torpedo” By; Zhayyd

[STORY]:- “The Torpedo” By; Zhayyd

Prologue:-

The Toyota HiAce H200 model came to a screeching halt in front of the incomplete two-story building. Its passengers, five in number apart from the driver -all dressed in military uniforms- alighted from the vehicle in quick succession and quickly separated into two groups.

“Alpha team secures the building from the north, Bravo team from the back,” said the team leader as they quickly moved into two groups of three. “We have gone across the mission objectives over at debrief, there’s no room for misplay. Vector, you lead the Bravo team. Move out.”
The two groups moved with great efficiency, the Bravo team ahead of Alpha.
As the Alpha team reached the front door they spread with a man flanking the team leader in the middle.
“Bravo in position,” the voice over the comms said.
“Right on cue,” replied the Alpha team leader. “On three…two…one.”
The man on the right gently pushed the door open while the team leader sprinted in, weapon raised. The other two joined quickly after.
“Clear,” the men said one after the other.
“Alpha, this is Bravo. I got movement upstairs. East side.”
They exchanged glances with each other before rushing to the location given.
“Bravo team engaging.”
“Do not engage! This is Zero, do you copy?” another voice interrupted. “I repeat, do not engage!”
“Zero?” the team leader called, nothing.

“Sh*t…” one of the men started to say before they all heard it. A slow buzzing sound.
At first they all thought it was the rats. The team leader followed the noise to one of the rooms.
“It’s a f*cking bomb, move!”
But it was too late.
The driver, who sat in the car impatiently waiting, saw a flash of blue blue light envelop the whole of the second floor before immediately changing into a huge explosion. The same thing soon happened in the second floor. As soon as he saw the blue flash, he quickly made to start the car but the vehicle simply groaned and lurched forward by a few inches. The whole area was soon consumed by blazes of fire, merely fed by the fuel of the burnt van.
Debris decended the atmosphere of the night like ashes of burnt paper.