Scribbling noises furiously sound off across the worn pages of his journal, the scratch of pen against paper echoing in the dimly lit room. His gaze rarely left the crumpled photographs of Wilson Fisk, aka The Kingpin, plastered haphazardly across the walls. Each image seemed to exude an aura of menace and corruption.

"The Kingpin," Frank wrote, "A cancer on this city. Feeds off its desperation, breeds more suffering. I've been chipping away at his empire, one pawn at a time. His thugs, his enforcers - they're all just steps in the way of who I really want."

He paused, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "His organization is vast, deeply entrenched. But I've managed to infiltrate it, using some reluctantly donated tech, courtesy of a Stark Industries supply truck. I know Kingpin's routines, his hiding places, his most trusted lieutenants. It's only a matter of time now until the New York streets are a little less dirty."

Frank's jaw clenched as he recalled the countless lives ruined by The Kingpin's greed and brutality. He had seen the worst of humanity during his time in Vietnam, but Fisk's reign of terror was a whole new level of depravity.

"I'll make him pay for every innocent life he's claimed," Frank vowed, his pen stabbing into the paper with renewed ferocity. "I'll tear it all down, piece by bloody piece, until there's nothing left but a corpse and a legend of the man who brought him down."

As the last rays of sunlight faded, casting the room in an even darker hue, Frank closed his journal and rose to his feet. He knew the road ahead would be long and treacherous, but he was ready. For he was the Punisher, and punishment would be served.

>Plan an attack on a lieutenant

>Send a message and prepare to blow up one of Kingpin's hideaways

>Review the people to keep an eye out for with each mission

>>6252174 (OP)
>>Review the people to keep an eye out for with each mission

>>6252174 (OP)
>Review the people to keep an eye out for with each mission

>>6252174 (OP)
>Review the people to keep an eye out for with each mission

Frank leaned back in his chair, the worn leather creaking beneath him as he surveyed the stack of files before him. Each one represented a potential obstacle in his mission to dismantle Wilson Fisk's criminal empire. Spider-Man, Daredevil, Bullseye, and Shocker - all had some affiliation to the notorious Kingpin, either working for him or against him, and some would undoubtedly try to thwart Frank's efforts if given the chance.

He picked up the file marked "Spider-Man," flipping it open to study the photographs within. The young vigilante's slinging through the New York streets in one photo, etched with determination and innocence, seemed almost childlike compared to the hardened criminals Frank was accustomed to dealing with on the streets. A warzone isn't a place that some little kid should be hanging around in, Castle makes a mental note to himself that he's not a child killer. Regardless of how annoying they may be, kid's got some vendetta against Kingpin though.

Next, he perused the file labeled "Daredevil." The Man Without Fear's origins were shrouded in mystery, leaving Frank with limited intel to work with. Their previous encounter, however, had left a sour taste in Frank's mouth. The daredevil's recklessness and refusal to back down had forced Frank into a fight he would rather have avoided. Nevertheless, Frank respected Daredevil's tenacity and skill, even if their ideologies clashed sharply.

Bullseye's file was the most unsettling of the bunch. The psychopath's ability to hit any target with unerring accuracy, even using unconventional projectiles, made him a formidable and terrifying foe. Frank couldn't help but wonder what kind of twisted upbringing or trauma could produce such a man. He noted with grim determination that Bullseye would need to be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent further bloodshed, the pictures of his assassinated victims over the years nearly fall out of his folder. Seems this freak is employed under Fisk temporarily to protect his high profile lieutenants

Lastly, Frank glanced at the file bearing the name "Shocker." A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he read through the information. The villain's inflated sense of self-importance and rivalry with Spider-Man made him seem more like a nuisance than a serious threat. Still, Frank wouldn't underestimate Shocker completely. Anyone who dared to operate in Fisk's territory and defend his hideouts deserved careful observation.

With his mental preparations complete, Frank closed the files and stood up, pondering for a moment where to strike.

>Plan an attack on a lieutenant

>Send a message and prepare to blow up one of Kingpin's hideaways

>>6252247
>Plan an attack on a lieutenant
We're here to put an end to the Kingpin, not to show off like those costumed menace.

>>6252247
>Plan an attack on a lieutenant

>>6252247
>Plan an attack on a lieutenant

Sitting in the dimly lit room, his gaze fixed on the detailed maps and blueprints spread out before him. The target of his next operation was clear: Daniel Stropller, a high-ranking lieutenant in Kingpin's criminal organization responsible for funneling illicit weapons into the city.

Stropller resided in a sprawling mansion on the outskirts of a gentrifying neighborhood, a stark contrast to the gritty, crime-ridden areas Frank usually operated in. The family home, with its white picket fence and manicured lawn, seemed almost innocuous, a facade hiding the darkness within.

Frank pored over the details of Daniel Stropller's life, his mind whirring with strategic possibilities. The man's role as a key player in Kingpin's illegal arms trade made him a high-priority target. However, the fact that Stropller shared his home with a wife and young child presented a moral dilemma.

He weighed the pros and cons of each approach: a long-range strike versus an up-close confrontation. Either method carried risks, but they differed in nature and potential consequences.

A sniper attack would allow Frank to eliminate Stropller without putting innocent bystanders in harm's way. He could take out the target from a safe distance, perhaps using a rooftop or an adjacent building as cover. This method was cleaner, more surgical, and posed less chance of collateral damage. Nevertheless, it required pinpoint accuracy and the right vantage point, which might not always be feasible.

On the other hand, an intimate, face-to-face encounter offered a more personal touch. Frank could infiltrate Stropller's household. Once inside, he could neutralize the threat quickly and quietly, ideally before Stropller had a chance to react or alert others. This approach allowed for greater control over the situation. However, it also increased the likelihood of discovery and a messy confrontation.

The dim light casting it's faint glow over the room buzzes and blinks in and out every so often. Castle sits there thinking which approach will be best for this situation.

>Long range

>Up close and personal

>Other (write in)

>>6252622
>Long range
since it's a "regular" mansion, we should have plenty of chances while he goes into the yard

>>6252622
>>Long range

>Long Range

Best not to risk having to deal with bystanders. Solid writing by the way, although I would add more choices & perhaps some stats to draw more people in.

>>6252622
>>Up close and personal
Simply because being in the thick of it is kino.

>>6252622
>Long Range
Quick and clean. And it won't give King Pin a clear target to attack just yet.

>>6252622
>Long Range
Just pop his head when he picks up the newspaper. First one's always the easiest.

>>6252622
use a thermite drone or an IED on the fucker's car when he goes to work
send a fucking message