We were all set up, rappel equipment was all ready, and I was given a Knight’s Armament PDW and we all had communication devices in our ears. Blue was set up at our command post and had a solid tap into the security system, we were just waiting for the word.
“Okay, footage for the rooftop is on a loop, Ill keep you informed from here.” I heard blue say
Conor gave the signal to hook up the gear and we started the decent in teams, Conor and Parker first, followed by me and Ace, followed finally by Rosa and Troy. When Conor and Parker hit the roof we started our decent, once we were on the roof we moved to cover the entrance as Rosa and Troy began to come down.
“Okay, Rosa, you take Troy and Parker and sweep for any intel, Ill take Evan and Ace and look for the hostages, how things lookin Blue?”
Blue came on the line, “good, activity hasn’t changed in the least, but one camera is offline, camera 7, in a conference room on the second level, I’d start looking for the hostages there. Only 4 guards seem to be on patrol, they probably have most of them around the hostages.”
“Understood.” Conor said, “Okay, we are moving out, keep constant contact with us, got it?”
Rosa nodded and we moved to the door and inserted a key card into the slot, unlocking the door, and we entered the building. The stairwell was narrow so we went down one at a time, risky in such a confined space. After we got down a floor Rosa took her team to sweep for anything of value, we went down to the 2nd story and exited the stairwell, the hall was empty and the lights were off mostly. We snuck around looking for the room Blue had said had an offline camera when we saw a room with light coming from the cracks, we could hear voices inside, we couldn't quite make out what was being said, so we snuck up to the door and Conor put a snake camera through the crack.
He whispered into his comm, “I see three men armed with shotguns, and several people in a corner. The ones in the corner are not moving, repeat, no movement. Im thinking they are the hostages. Lets hit em hard, Ace, get a charge on this door. Rosa,” He said into the comm as he crept away from the door, “how goes the intel search?”
“Not so great. So far I only have the ID papers of one of the guards I took down, a Mr. Joe Barbaro. Guy’s from New York, here on vacation. Blue look into Mr. Barbaro for me would you?”
“Got it. Okay, listen, once that door opens up, the guards will be aware of you, are you ready guys?”
Ace finished planting the charge and took some cover behind a copy machine, me and Conor did the same. Ace held up 3 fingers, 2, 1, than he hit the detonator in his hand. The charge went off, blowing the double doors off their hinges, I stood up and began firing at the 3 men at the table, I shot one with a quick burst as he reached for a shotgun at his side and he slumped over in a chair. Conor caught the second man with a blast from his scattergun, blowing off one of his arms below the elbow, the following shot got him in the chest and he lay still.
The third man jumped behind a chair, abandoning his rifle. I called out to him, “Drop the gun!”
His response was a single gunshot, as I saw blood, tissue, and bits of brain stain a wall. We entered the room and checked the terrorists bodies, each one was dead from their wounds, the third man’s blood stained automatic was proof enough. Than we looked at the hostages abd it was a fucking nightmare. 13 people lay on the floor, bound and gaged, and each had been shot well over a dozen times with small caliber rounds.
“Attention, teams. All the hostages are dead. Repeat, all the hostages have been killed, we are going to collect photographs and other evidence over.” Conor said over the comm as he stood over the body of a young fox.
He couldn't have been older than 25 years old, he was tall with deep red fur. He was the only one who hadn’t been shot, instead the terrorists had decided to have fun with this one. It appeared that he had been striped down to his boxers and savagely beaten and stomped, he was bruised and bloody, and this probably went on for several minutes until they cracked his skull, killing him. On a table nearby were some bloody clothes, possibly belonging to the dead fox, and three H&K MP5SD5s, each was empty and a box of 9mm ammunition was on the floor.
Rosa called us on the mic, “Havn’t run into any hostiles in a while, its odd considering the noise you made earlier, anyways, we are entering the databanks now, looks like they had some computers set up here, we’ll take them in for an-” just than gunshots from the floor below us, “Guys,” Rosa frantically yelled over the comm, “we have 10 hostiles engaging us now, all armed with automatic, get down to the enterenceway, they have us pinned down in the databanks, SHIT, TROY!” She yelled.
We ran out of the room and got to the main enterenceway, several men were firing automatic weapons at a room, with occasional return fire from the room. We went down the stairs using them as cover, firing bursts at the men.
“Blue, wheres our support?” I yelled over the comm.
“Breaching now.” Two seconds an explosion, and over a dozen U.S troopers firing M4s, most of the hostiles were hit, only 3 were left standing, they surrendered. We put on our face coverings and walked over to the HRT team and Conor said to the comander, “Took your sweet ass time getting down here?”
“Needed clearance,” The solider paused, looking at our uniforms. Each was Marine standard issue, but they lacked names and rank insignias, except for the red stripe on Conor’s, signifying that he is the leader. He also looked at our face coverings, finding it odd that we were concealing our faces from our fellow grunts. “What unit are you guys with again?”
“Terra.” was Rosa’s response. The commander nodded and said, “Im agent Red, this is the Blacklight unit. Heard good things about you guys. He the new kid.” Indicating me, “Yah, but the kid’s good, real good. Took down our last mark with one shot from 1000 yards” Conor replied. Red only nodded. “Alright kids,” he yelled to his team, “Bring the truck around, lets get these guys out of here.”
We walked out the building into a waiting truck with Blue and we headed to the helipad to get back to base, we still had intel from the cave to look through.
“Okay, footage for the rooftop is on a loop, Ill keep you informed from here.” I heard blue say
Conor gave the signal to hook up the gear and we started the decent in teams, Conor and Parker first, followed by me and Ace, followed finally by Rosa and Troy. When Conor and Parker hit the roof we started our decent, once we were on the roof we moved to cover the entrance as Rosa and Troy began to come down.
“Okay, Rosa, you take Troy and Parker and sweep for any intel, Ill take Evan and Ace and look for the hostages, how things lookin Blue?”
Blue came on the line, “good, activity hasn’t changed in the least, but one camera is offline, camera 7, in a conference room on the second level, I’d start looking for the hostages there. Only 4 guards seem to be on patrol, they probably have most of them around the hostages.”
“Understood.” Conor said, “Okay, we are moving out, keep constant contact with us, got it?”
Rosa nodded and we moved to the door and inserted a key card into the slot, unlocking the door, and we entered the building. The stairwell was narrow so we went down one at a time, risky in such a confined space. After we got down a floor Rosa took her team to sweep for anything of value, we went down to the 2nd story and exited the stairwell, the hall was empty and the lights were off mostly. We snuck around looking for the room Blue had said had an offline camera when we saw a room with light coming from the cracks, we could hear voices inside, we couldn't quite make out what was being said, so we snuck up to the door and Conor put a snake camera through the crack.
He whispered into his comm, “I see three men armed with shotguns, and several people in a corner. The ones in the corner are not moving, repeat, no movement. Im thinking they are the hostages. Lets hit em hard, Ace, get a charge on this door. Rosa,” He said into the comm as he crept away from the door, “how goes the intel search?”
“Not so great. So far I only have the ID papers of one of the guards I took down, a Mr. Joe Barbaro. Guy’s from New York, here on vacation. Blue look into Mr. Barbaro for me would you?”
“Got it. Okay, listen, once that door opens up, the guards will be aware of you, are you ready guys?”
Ace finished planting the charge and took some cover behind a copy machine, me and Conor did the same. Ace held up 3 fingers, 2, 1, than he hit the detonator in his hand. The charge went off, blowing the double doors off their hinges, I stood up and began firing at the 3 men at the table, I shot one with a quick burst as he reached for a shotgun at his side and he slumped over in a chair. Conor caught the second man with a blast from his scattergun, blowing off one of his arms below the elbow, the following shot got him in the chest and he lay still.
The third man jumped behind a chair, abandoning his rifle. I called out to him, “Drop the gun!”
His response was a single gunshot, as I saw blood, tissue, and bits of brain stain a wall. We entered the room and checked the terrorists bodies, each one was dead from their wounds, the third man’s blood stained automatic was proof enough. Than we looked at the hostages abd it was a fucking nightmare. 13 people lay on the floor, bound and gaged, and each had been shot well over a dozen times with small caliber rounds.
“Attention, teams. All the hostages are dead. Repeat, all the hostages have been killed, we are going to collect photographs and other evidence over.” Conor said over the comm as he stood over the body of a young fox.
He couldn't have been older than 25 years old, he was tall with deep red fur. He was the only one who hadn’t been shot, instead the terrorists had decided to have fun with this one. It appeared that he had been striped down to his boxers and savagely beaten and stomped, he was bruised and bloody, and this probably went on for several minutes until they cracked his skull, killing him. On a table nearby were some bloody clothes, possibly belonging to the dead fox, and three H&K MP5SD5s, each was empty and a box of 9mm ammunition was on the floor.
Rosa called us on the mic, “Havn’t run into any hostiles in a while, its odd considering the noise you made earlier, anyways, we are entering the databanks now, looks like they had some computers set up here, we’ll take them in for an-” just than gunshots from the floor below us, “Guys,” Rosa frantically yelled over the comm, “we have 10 hostiles engaging us now, all armed with automatic, get down to the enterenceway, they have us pinned down in the databanks, SHIT, TROY!” She yelled.
We ran out of the room and got to the main enterenceway, several men were firing automatic weapons at a room, with occasional return fire from the room. We went down the stairs using them as cover, firing bursts at the men.
“Blue, wheres our support?” I yelled over the comm.
“Breaching now.” Two seconds an explosion, and over a dozen U.S troopers firing M4s, most of the hostiles were hit, only 3 were left standing, they surrendered. We put on our face coverings and walked over to the HRT team and Conor said to the comander, “Took your sweet ass time getting down here?”
“Needed clearance,” The solider paused, looking at our uniforms. Each was Marine standard issue, but they lacked names and rank insignias, except for the red stripe on Conor’s, signifying that he is the leader. He also looked at our face coverings, finding it odd that we were concealing our faces from our fellow grunts. “What unit are you guys with again?”
“Terra.” was Rosa’s response. The commander nodded and said, “Im agent Red, this is the Blacklight unit. Heard good things about you guys. He the new kid.” Indicating me, “Yah, but the kid’s good, real good. Took down our last mark with one shot from 1000 yards” Conor replied. Red only nodded. “Alright kids,” he yelled to his team, “Bring the truck around, lets get these guys out of here.”
We walked out the building into a waiting truck with Blue and we headed to the helipad to get back to base, we still had intel from the cave to look through.
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