"I'm not just gonna sneak into the Roth's Tower and get information, am I?" George asked as he realized he had been duped.
Agent Jefferson smiled, "That's basically what you are gonna do. But, you will have to do a couple of things to get to that part." He replied as he started collecting information on the computer.
George sighed and closed his before staring at Agent Jefferson, "Just give me the mission..." He said while sitting on the floor.
Agent Jefferson stopped using the computer and turned to George, "That's the spirit! Now would you help me to just open that drawer?" He muttered while pointing at the drawer on top.
George stood and rolled his eyes, "Sure." He responded before opening the drawer and as he did, a body fell out of the drawer and fell to the ground. "Oh shit!!! Why the hell is there a body in there?!" He shouted before he saw the face of the man who drop out of the drawer, "And isn't that Dick McConnell? The Senator?" He asked as he looked at him in shock.
"Yeah, you will be pretending to be him." Agent Jefferson replied calmly.
"Isn't this illegal?" George asked as he started sweating.
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"Don't be silly, we are the government, all government does illegal stuff. And don't worry, the senator isn't dead. We just knocked him out with an undetectable drug. Now bring him here to me." Agent Jefferson said while gesturing for George to drag the Senator to him.
After George dragged the Senator, Agent Jefferson held the senator by the head and took out a camera scanning the face of the senator. As he did that, one of the metallic spheres in the van started turning into the shape of the Senator's face. A thick rubber-like substance slowly then came out of the holes that were embedded into the sphere and covered the whole thing.
The color of the rubber was hot red but eventually turned into the color of the Senator's skin. It was a hairless mask that looked exactly like the Senator. Agent Jefferson then pulled out the rubber mask and stuck fake eyebrows and hair on the mask making the mask look more identical to the Senator. "Holy shit, that thing looks terrifyingly real..." George commented while pointing at the mask.
"Yeah, it needs to be." Agent Jefferson replied while handing George the mask. "This technology is still in its early stages, it looks exactly like the senator, but it is very fragile, so dont accidentally scratch it." He added while handing George a small chip.
George looked at the chip with curiosity and raised his eyebrow, "What's this?" He asked.
"That is a Voice Altering Chip, just stick it on your neck and you should be able to sound just like McConnel here." Agent Jefferson responded.
George took the chip and stuck it on his neck just like a sticker, "Uhm, oh Gosh, my voice sounds so dull..." He said sounding exactly like Dick McConnel.
"Now put on the mask, and keep the slouched back." Agent Jefferson said while taking the Senator's id from his pocket and giving it to George. "Make sure you dont talk too much with the other politicians. Dont forget your mission." He added while giving to George a briefcase, "And you will need this briefcase. Don't ever let this briefcase in another person's hands. If you get caught, the mission will be over, and you will be immediately disavowed by the American government." He continued while George was putting on the mask.
The backdoor of the van opened, and George walked out of it making sure nobody is there. "I will talk to you through your micro earphones. Give me an update every 5 minutes, okay?" He asked.
"Of course," George replied as he started walking towards the building.
He could see the most expensive cars being parked here, and military trucks parked around the gate with the place crowded with journalists taking pictures of celebrities, "I thought this was a military convention?" He asked.
"Well, since it involves the most advance technology of our generation, those wealthy elites are welcomed as well." Agent Jefferson replied through the micro earphones.
As George got closer to the gate, the journalist started focusing their attention on George who was pretending to be the Senator, but before they could even get close to him, the guards walked and blocked them from nearing him, "Senator, please follow us. Brad Roth has prepared seats for you and the other Senators." The muscular guard said.
George nodded, "Bring me there then." He said.
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As he was escorted into the building he was amazed by the luxury and the beauty inside, the chandelier made out of the rarest crystals imaginable, the floor made out of marble and strips of gold, and the staff there was using clothing that was worth more than his entire house. "Focus, Corporal. You will want to get to the toilet first." Agent Jefferson reminded.
"Yeah," George whispered before turning to the guard behind him. "Where is the restroom?" He asked.
"Follow me, Senator." The guard said while walking towards the restroom. As they arrived the guard turned to George, "This is the restroom, Brad Roth has assigned one guard to protect one Senator, so I will be outside if you need any help." He continued before looking at the bag that the Senator was carrying, "And do you need me to help you with that bag?" He asked.
"It is fine," George replied as he entered the restroom.
"I'm at the restroom," George informed Agent Jefferson while putting the briefcase on the golden sink table.
"Great! Remember, the device that I used to scan the Senator's face? That scanner is in the briefcase, and you will need to kill the nearest guard that you can find, and steal their identity." Agent Jefferson continued.
Upon hearing this, George face palmed himself, "Oh gosh, if I have to kill then I am in trouble. I didn't bring my gun." He said this while looking at the door, where the muscular guard was stationed.
"That's fine. Just kill him with the string in the bag." Agent Jefferson replied.George laughed it off, thinking that Jefferson was just playing a bad prank on him, "Yeah whatever, now where is the weapon?" He asked."The string is in the briefcase. Just open it." Agent Jefferson replied."The string?" George asked wondering why Jefferson was talking about the string, and as he opened his briefcase, he could see the scanner, a machine built into the briefcase, and a black string."That string is strong. Just kill that guy with the string." Agent Jefferson said seriously as George took the string out of the briefcase."I wasn't expecting you to be serious... I can't kill a guy with a string. I need something like a knife, or better yet, a gun!" George whispered angrily at Agent Jefferson."You'll be fine. You're a soldier anyways, you should be able to fight against a normal guard easily." Agent Jefferson replied treating George's worry as a mere overreaction.George sighed before wal
"So let me explain to you everything, you will be-" George paced back and forth as he spoke, his frustration palpable. "Be pretending to be Senator Dick, I will be going inside to take an identity of a guard before going to Roth Tower to get some information."Agent Jefferson nodded, but George could sense his apprehension. He walked over to the metal cabinet and swung it open, revealing a man bound and gagged inside. "This is Senator Dick and you will be scanning his face to get me a mask which will make me look like him. Look, I don't need any information, and I damn well know that I do not need the string that is in that suitcase, I need a gun."Agent Jefferson hesitated for a moment, eyeing the suitcase in his hand. "Look, the string is pretty strong," he offered.George rolled his eyes. "I need a gun," he said firmly.With a resigned sigh, Agent Jefferson rummaged through the box and retrieved a black Glock. "It's a gun with a silencer," he said, handing it over. "It will be lou
George had kept to himself inside the truck while the other guards realized he was quiet. But they just guessed it was because they had pointed their gun at him and almost killed him. As they stopped at the gate, he saw the tall tower that was the beacon of technology in the United States; that building alone cost 68 billion dollars. As they passed through the gate, the driver stopped and looked behind, "Mason, this is your stop; they have changed your place to guard the outside." He said before opening the back door. George nodded as he walked out, now slightly panicking from what was happening. He was supposed to go inside to get information, not walk around the gate of Roth tower. As he walked around the gate, he shook his head as he saw the countless amount of cameras that were there. 'I might be able to get away with walking inside the gate and maybe into the tower, but any more than that will get me caught.' And if he did get caught, he would have to solve the problem: the ma
George ran down as fast as he could; his mind couldn't process what had just happened in front of him; as he reached the stairs, he exited the door and saw the clone's body lying on the floor. He then looked away and continued running towards the gate before the guards who were trapped in the building saw him come out of the emergency door. "He's there! Catch him!" One of them shouted as they all ran after him, causing George to look back. But he didn't see any of the guards chasing after him. Instead, he saw the clone standing up as if taking a nap and started running after him at high speed, "Shit! Jefferson, the cyborg son of a ████ is chasing after me!!!" He screamed as he could hear the steps coming closer. "Hold on! Jump to the side!!!" Jefferson shouted. George, who was extremely good at following orders jumped to the side even though he didn't know what it was for. Suddenly the van that Agent Jefferson was in passed by him before hitting the clone away. "Get in!" Jeffe
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