To Catch A Governor (Part 4)
Posted on Wed Jul 31st, 2024 @ 3:23am by Captain Maho Takahashi & Lieutenant Commander Tristana & Commander Ichika Misono & Commander Victor Delling MD & Lieutenant Commander Kurumi Ebisuzawa & Lieutenant Commander Brennyn Scott M.D. & Lieutenant Ami Rori & Petty Officer 3rd Class Shingen Miyazawa & Petty Officer 3rd Class Kiyohira Kabuto
Edited on on Wed Jul 31st, 2024 @ 3:24am
1,119 words; about a 6 minute read
Mission:
Junichi Koyama
Timeline: After 'To Catch A Governor (Part 3)'
Previously, on Star Trek: Myogi:
"Don't worry Captain. This won't become a regular thing." She assured her as she took over the controls at security. It was evident that the Myogi needed its best security officer at the controls. Yaeka simply sat in the adjacent chair watching wmevery move that Kurumi did.
The bridge staff who had not yet been brought up to speed on Maho's change in policy glanced over at their Commanding Officer with a look of confusion.
Maho nodded before pressing on the smooth LCARS interface on her chair to open a communications line.
"Commander Misono- the satellite telemetry is live: What's your status?" She asked.
And now, the continuation:
[Gamma Zednor, Planet's surface]
=A=We have a visual on the target,=A= Ichika radioed back. =A=his motorcade is moving into position as we speak.=A=
Even from within the van, the rumbling of motorcycle engines was unmistakable as the first vehicles of Hartley's motorcade- Police motorcycles- began pulling into the venue car park.
=Misono to Fujiwara,= Ichika radioed. =Prepare to activate the jamming frequency on my signal.=
"Aye, ma'am." Takumi responded, moving over to the jammer. "Standing by."
Hartley's limousine pulled to a stop behind the lead police cruiser inside the venue parking lot. The two agents in the front seat exited the limousine and made their way to the back doors to let Hartley out. As they did so, they were joined by agents from the trailing vehicles and agents sent to the venue ahead of the rally to see Hartley safely escorted inside.
As Hartley exited the limousine, it would only be a matter of seconds before he was surrounded by his security detail, making it significantly harder for a clean shot.
=Misono to Miyazawa,= Ichika radioed. =Do you have a visual on the target?=
“Yes, ma’am,” Shingen said. “Target is in sight. Shot is clean.”
Ichika took a deep breath.
=Take the shot.=
Kiyohira was next to his friend, acting the spotter and guard, as Shingen lay prone, rifle at the ready. The order had been given. The sniper took a breath, kept it all steady, and depressed the trigger.
The isolinear tag flew straight and true.
As Shingen fired, a seemingly nondescript member of the venue security got close to Hartley:
Governor Hartley stiffened as the tag found its mark; barely anyone had the chance to react before he disappeared in a shimmer of light.
At first, no one noticed Hartley disappear, for mere moments before the tag struck, the agent approaching close proximity to Hartley had revealed himself as being armed.
"Gun!"
Unsure if the assailant had a chance to fire, the security team proceeded to tackle him to the ground.
"Get down, get down, get down!"
Once the assailant had been successfully subdued, however, the security team realized what had happened and went into overdrive.
"The Governor's been taken!"
"Secure the perimeter!"
"Start searching the vehicles! Make sure they don't escape!"
[USS Myogi]
Governor Hartley materialized on the transporter pad, where Commanders Anzai and Ebisuzawa were waiting with a security team to receive him.
"Get on the-!"
Commander Anzai's voice trailed off as once Governor Hartley fully materialized on the transporter pad, he immediately collapsed onto the floor of the pad: A smoldering burn mark from a phaser was present on his upper abdomen, right below his chest.
"Damnit!" Commander Anzai scowled as she and Kurumi moved to inspect the wound.
Kurumi just glanced at the wound. She held her head up high. "Looks fine. Nothing serious. He'll be alright."
Commander Anzai reached up and tapped her commbadge. =A=Anzai to Away team; do you read me, Away team?!?=A=
[Gamma Zednor, Planet's surface]
=A=This is the away team speaking,=A= Ichika radioed back. =A=Have you successfully received the target?=A=
=A=Affirmative, away team,=A= Commander Anzai reported. =A=Unfortunately, we have a bit of a situation up here!=A=
=A=A situation?=A= Ichika responded with a look of concern.
=A=It's the Governor,=A= Commander Anzai explained. =A=He's been shot!=A=
Before Ichika had the chance to respond, she heard a loud click coming from just behind her ear.
"Hands where I can see 'em, Dog Breath," the driver of the van ordered. "Same goes for the Cocksucker."
Slowly raising her hands above her head, Ichika looked over at Tristana and silently motioned for her to follow her example.
Wordlessly, Tristana raised her hands above her head as well.
Slowly, the two officers turned around to find the driver of the van wielding a 9MM Semi-Automatic, which he kept trained right between Ichika's eyes.
"You think you're going to get away with this?" Ichika began, keeping her eyes on the trigger. "You realize that the whole facility is on lockdown; if you shoot us now, they'll be on you in an instant!"
"Then I'll die a martyr," the driver insisted.
"You'll die stupid," Ichika corrected him.
"Shut up!" the driver snapped. "You bigwigs think you can just waltz right in here and take control of our operation like you own the place?! You've got another thing coming, pal! We're the ones who started this fight, and the ones who are going to finish it!"
The first drone was on the way back as Ami set it to autopilot when the motorcade entered the city. She was listening to the comms as she monitored the overwatch drone. There was the shot, the dematerialization and then a few seconds later she heard a click, "Don't do anything stupid, now." The resistance member next to her said as he stuck the muzzle of the pistol into her side. Then the realization over the comm that something had happened.
The rush of adrenaline seemed to enhance her connection and suddenly Crysta was in her head. She lifted her hands from the PADD, keeping them in plain sight, "Son'na ko to shitakunaidesho." (You don't want to do this)
"Right, that's what all you Starfleeters would say." He jabbed her with the pistol, it was a small one, maybe a .22? That's what Crysta was analyzing it as, Ami glanced over at her... Captor, even as Ichika and Tristana were getting their own ultimatum. If she got shot with this, it would hurt, but if...
To be continued...
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