"Sir, we have an unauthorized personnel extracting our aircraft!"
"Extracting our aircraft.
In this storm. Identify the aircraft."
"C-130 Hercules"
"A C-130! Shit, shit! How is this possible in this storm?!
I want them stopped right now!"
He looks toward the officers, and they too were looking back as if to say, "'There's nothing we can do".
"Can we stop them?"
"Sir, forget stopping in this storm—our cameras are about to shatter too!"
"Can the storm Vitiate the Hercules? And what about the surveillance inside?"
"Sir, if the plane manages to take off quickly."
"Manages, are you trying to tell me that my plane was stolen right before my very eyes?!"
He throws his hat. {Fuck, Fuck Everything Fucked AAAAAA SHIT}
"And the surveillance"
"Negative, no surveillance inside, sir."
"Any audio?"
"Hold up, sir—I'm picking up audio."
"Sorry, Colonel Gavriil Streltsov for the inconvenience, we're taking the Combi."
And then the audio cuts out.
"Sir, that was all."
{Because of the storm, nothing was visible on the cameras, they were seen getting scratched.
And then all the camera feeds were lost.}
On Plane
"Hold the hand tight—human, don't look back." With a sword clenched between his teeth.
{From behind, the storm was coming, swallowing everything.}
Verus pulled him in and threw him.
As the plane's door closed, a bit of the storm also got inside.
{Thorns also fell inside, each one inch long.}
Vikram got up and help him.
Then he picked up his sword and gun. Suddenly, the octagon flashes in his mind— He checked his waist, and that was exactly where it was. He exhales in relief.
{As he looked ahead, he saw six tanks—three on the ground and three hanging above it.}
"Soldier, where will it take us? And what is this stuff?"
"Sir, these are tanks. It seems someone may have stolen the plane."
"My destination is India, soldier. Our agreement will only be fulfilled once I'm there."
"I know, sir. Now slowly move behind me. Don't make any noise."
{They started moving slowly, with Vikram scraping his sword against the tank as he walked.}
The soldier looks back and says, "Sir. I just said..."
{They hear the sound of someone's footsteps. Both of them duck for cover behind the tanks.}