The radio broke silence. “Is everyone in position?” Caitlyn’s voice crack onto the small receiver clipped to Vi’s leather jacket. She turned to her team, looking at each member as they nodded. Seven of them, her being Eight. Each equip with s.w.a.t like goods and clothing, except for her. She planned to draw the attention while her team took them from the sides. A usual measure that worked well in other raids, however this raid was much bigger and much riskier.
The plan that the Sheriff had come up with was simple; Squad one to be the wrecking ball. Infiltrate and make a path, get as far up in the base as possible. Once pinned squad two would bust in the back, since the heat would be directed to the front. They could sneak their way up and take down the big boys. Squad three was to be back-up for squad one, going in after them if trouble began to brew. Lastly ground control would make a perimeter, and a sniper unit on nearby roofs to create cover fire.
The building was already in rough shape, faded red bricks crumbling and cracked. A rusted fence surrounding the small gravel parking lot that looped the building, making it almost isolated. It had once been a low income apartment building, but recent structure weaknesses had cause the building to close for renovations that never ended up taking place due to lack of funding in the poorer neighborhoods. The back of the building was just off a freeway, making it a noisy area to live.
This gang however, didn’t seem to mind the sounds. Being the new heavy hitters in the city meant trouble for the police force. Caitlyn had made it her mission to hit every gang hard where it counted, crippling the majority of crime since she started. This group had been tricky, Vi finding out most members were actually quite young and smart. Using their technology know-how to help keep the cops off their trail, messing with countless police bots throughout the city. Mostly hitting up electronic and auto shops, once even attempting on the famous Piltover City Customs- unsuccessfully.
It frustrated Vi that such young, intelligent minds were being put to use in such a criminal way. Remembering what Jayce had said about how a good percentage of students coming to the city to study in science wouldn’t be able to work in the field. How most would ether leave to Zaun or stay here and work in something completely different. Now some had turned to crime.
“Roger. Squad one; locked and loaded.”