"if its too easy, its probably a trap."

The plan was simple. Since there were 6 of them, they couldn't all infiltrate the palace, there had to be a coordinator, a back up plan and covering fire.

Daryl had just finished mounting his remote-controlled rifles at the edge of the west fence, when his radio cackled. "heads up.. we've got company!" BK yelled over the intercom. "2 jeeps, 2 vans and a truck headed your way, Grifter!"

Joan rolled her eyes and used her telepathic powers to jolt him and send him a message:
Lower your voice or you'll draw attention to yourself!

"Ready little dragon?" she patted the head of the small silver dragon, almost too cute to be a ruthless killing monster. Anytime my mistress, it said in its mind. She activated the teleporter.

Grifter had positioned himself near the top of a tree about 200 meters from the main gates. He had only 1 chance to take the shot if Clarence failed to gut the enemy, or get his teammates into a world of trouble and fail the mission. He hoped taht the fat Maharajah would come out of his chambers into the open, or he would need to switch to infra-red. At least the fat ass would stand out from the rest of the soldiers and civilians.

While all this was going on, Clarence was already inside the palace, walking down the corridors and looking for maps of the place. Cameras couldn't see him, infra-red monitors couldn't track him, motion detectors weren't fast enough to trace him. High above him on the ceiling, Jaric leapt from shadow to shadow, quickly placing miniature bombs at strategic locations, ready to blow the place to kingdom come at the right time. This was going exactly to the plan.

"Well, thank God for small favours.." Grifter thought as he saw the commotion at the gate, and several soldiers were already running to inspect the new arrivals and spot lights focused on them instead of doing their rounds. The new comers got off from the jeeps, vans and truck. Grifter thought he had seen the mysterious logos on the vehicles before, but he just couldn't remember from where or when.

Then he froze in shock for a second as he saw a person step out from one of the jeeps, his unmistakable long red cape and glint of his yellow shades sent alarms ringing in Grifter's head.

We've got trouble, he sent a mental note to the others. He suddenly remembered what the logos on the vehicles represented. Hellsing Organisation. And they sent their trump card out tonight - the immortal vampire and monster hunter - Alucard.