Revenge
Bertholdt listened really closely to the piece in his ear, the cigarette in his hand floating a few inches from his face as he listened in to the noise that happened inside the building as his team made their way within the “abandoned” factory building. A long string of smoke left his face as he scoffed, “This is so typical. You’d think they would've learned to stay away from places like this after we gave them a courtesy call the other day.” he flicked the ashes away, pressing the piece to his ear, “Doing okay in there boys?” Reiner and Jean had gone in ahead, taking out the majority of the security before he and Marco were to follow.
“Yeah, almost clear, you can make your way in if you want, security is absolute shit you’ll probably have a good laugh Bertholdt” Reiner replied, shoving a guy into a wall and knocking him out before throwing the next guy on him across the room with ease. He practically laughed at how they tried to gang up on him at this point, weak from being thrown around or bleeding out from Jean’s knives.
Bertholdt nodded “Got that.” He offered the remainder of the cigar to the smaller brunette, “You hear that? That’s our cue.” He grinned, he’s been ready for this mission since the second he saw Marco conscious for the first time in weeks after getting injured by these guys.