“Commander Reyna Itryarch?” A nondescript figure said as it stepped out of the shadows. “Forgive my tardiness, I had to be pulled off an Op and told to report here.”
Looking around at those gathered, noting the various nationalities, then looks back at Commander Itryarch, “I understand you are in charge?”
He introduces himself, “my name is ‘Wolf’, that is all you are authorized to know by my government.”
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DSD Operative ‘Wolf’[/spoiler]
Julian looked around at the people gathered, “Is this everyone, ma’am?”
“I guess so. Let’s load up, people.” She made her way to the ramp of the dropship and headed inside.
Julian put back on his helmet and picked up his M4A3, following her inside the dropship and taking a seat.
“Copy,” Aleksei says. He walks in behind them. “Let’s hunt some zombies!”
‘Wolf’ reached behind him and pulled out his kit-bag. Once he entered the dropship, he proceeded to expertly gear himself up. Quietly and quickly he was all kitted out in a matter of minutes. Checking various weapons on himself to their state of readiness. Once done he nodded to Commander Itryarch as he sat down in a seat.
Reyna saluted the pilot as they hopped aboard and started up the dropship. As the engines heated up and began to whine, she announced their destination, “Next stop, Northern Oceansend. Buckle up.” The ship lifted and shot out of the hangar and shot away toward Aurora.
Julian looked around the cabin at his teammates to familiarize them. He then looked down at his gear, checking everything. But for most of the flight, he stayed quiet.
Aleksei started donning his gas mask (because, you know, zombies) and mentally began assessing his teammates. He turns to Wolf. “What are your specialties, comrade? Surely it is not classified whether you prefer to stab a zombie or shoot one, da?”
“How long till we get to the drop zone?” He asked Reyna.
“It’s a twenty minute flight. We’ll hit mach five soon, so strap in.” She said to Julian.
“Damn, mach five? Thats a mach faster than our Vipers…” He replied as he put on the buckle.
Aleksei straps in. “This is an impressive craft, Commander.” he said. “Aircraft are far from Stratarin’s greatest strength. We might learn a thing or two from Emberwood.”
“This is a dropship like we use to drop international aid. It’s got the same kinds of induction engines as our spacecraft.” The ship shook as it hit high speeds. “We should be over Quartz Fern Coast now.”
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“Standing by for touchdown. Soldiers, get your guns ready, they’re saying it’s hot down there.” The pilot said as they banked the craft around to land on the mountaintop.
Julian racked the bolt on his M4A3, disengaging his seatbelt and gripping tightly on the barrel of his gun. “Hooyah…”
Aleksei begins loading his rifle. “Ready when you are, Commander.”
Here we go. The bay door opened, and the cold mountain air rushed in. Outside the ship stood several victims of the zombie virus.
“Let’s do this, people!”
“Aleksei, can you pass me that Mk14?” Julian pointed to the Mk14 EBR sitting on the right side of Aleksei.
