Gone Rogue

At 0400 hours, a huge blast consumed the site of the newly built Compton military base in America. No terrorist group ever claimed responsibility and most people believed that the scientists working there simply blew themselves up in a weapons test gone wrong. That is not the truth. This is.

0300
The two moved quickly through the base's shiny silver corridors. They were silent as shadows, and were never spotted until it was too late. Behind them they left a trail of bodies.  Anyone who got in their way was dispatched. They were on a mission and would not be stopped. They'd been lied to, deceived and now they wanted revenge. Suddenly, a transmission crackled through into the earpiece of one of the shadows. "What the hell do you think you're doing soldier?" the man on the other end screamed. "The right thing," whispered the man, in a clear and crisp Australian accent, as he stooped into a crouch behind a crate. His partner mimicked him. He was once called Michael Carter, but he left that name and life behind when he joined the Service. He was now simply known as Hawk. He was clad in black, with two pistols tightly clenched in his rough hands, and a knife's sheath shining from the top of his boot. "No, the right thing would be to follow your Goddamn orders, you stupid grunt!" Hawk began to move again, running down the corridor towards a dull metal door at the end. "Not when those orders could result in the deaths of 2 billion people!" he exclaimed. "What, do the Yankees really think they can threaten the Chinese. With a bioweapon?" "What the Yankees, as you call them, do is none of your business. Your business is to take your orders from me, and not question them!" Hawk and his partner reached the end of the corridor and ripped of their balaclavas as the sidled up to either side of the door. Hawk's partner was a young Australian women, now named Huntress. Like him, she'd been the top of the class at the army, and had recieved an offer to join the Service. Their job: carry out the blackest of black ops, missions which could destroy international relations if ever exposed. Hawk and Huntress burst through the door, guns up and firing.

0330
The general who had been presiding over the operation took the first bullet, straight through the head. He slumped to the ground, eyes frozen in a permanent look of surprise. Huntress then downed his two assistants as they drew their pistols. But now they lost the element of surprise and they were outnumbered six to two. They each dived to the side as a CIA operative drew a machine gun, bucking rapidly as it released a stream of death. Hawk popped up, loosed a single bullet, and then crouched again as the man's body hit the floor. Up and running, Huntress continuously fired towards the 5 remaining men, downing three before running dry. Now the odds were even. One of the men got in a lucky shot, his bullet grazing Huntress' shoulder, before being shot by Hawk. The last man panicked and ran, trying to get away, only to be shot down by simultaneous shots from the two agents. Now they could start what they had planned to do.
Suddenly, the voice crackled through on Hawks earpiece again. "Listen son," the voice threatened, "if you do what I think you're about to do, you will not live to see your home country ever again." "You know what Colonel?" Hawk replied. "I didn't expect to."

0400
The charges which they had planted would do the job. No trace of the bioweapon would survive, so China wouldn't have to submit to the US. Now all they had to do was wait. "You know what Hawk?" Huntress said flirtatiously. "I always had a bit of a crush on you." "Ditto," Hawk replied, and they embraced as the blast consumed them.

At 0400, the Compton military base was consumed by a huge blast. Two brave agents sacrificied their lives and went against orders to save China. The American government never acknowledged the existence of a bioweapon, and the Australian government never told their closest ally that it was their agents who destroyed their master plan. The two brave peoples names were never known. Until now.