Jaz POV
Once again, I was given my new assignment. No matter how hard I work, how good I am, every C.O. I have ever had, has always seen a woman. They never can look past that to see my ability as a sniper and the work that I have done undercover. Even thou they always want me on overwatch because they now I will always make the shot, they can never admit to themselves or others my abilities. As if by doing so it degrade everyone else.
So, yet again I was getting reassigned. Thou this time it wasn't just a reassignment I was getting promoted to special operations team 7. It was an honor to be one of the first woman on a Special ops team. Not gone lie to myself I was I little worried that it was going to be the exact same as every other group I was in, no one being able to look past the fact that I was female. Thou I can hope that by getting to this point they would be willing to accept my ability because not just anyone can make it to this point. And while I'm always will to prove myself and do what need to be done I can hope that for once they will believe that I got here because I worked for it and no other reason. But I won't now tell I get there.
Tomorrow at 10:00 hours it will be wheels up on the C-17 that will take me to Turkey and my new team. I would be there with them for the next 6 months. And I haven't meet any of them. When I was given the assignment, I was also given a packet with my new team mates name and their specialty. I've been sitting on my bed staring at it since I got back to the barracks after getting the assignment. I look over at my clock sitting on the nightstand, I've been sitting here for two hours. I really need to get up and get myself under control. Standing up a put the envelop in the top drawer of my nightstand, and head out. I don't think I just let my feet take me where I need to go I've walked this path so many time I could do it blindfolded. Five minutes later I'm standing at the shooting range. The one place that I can truly make my mind go blank and just focused on what's in front of me.
"Sergeant" My head shoots up and I see the one person I truly like on this base, corporal Owens. I was about to ask him for my Longbow T-76, but he already has it in his hand passing it to me. While everyone else says that there are better riffles in the Amery. I can't find one that works better than this specific gun even the other Longbows, don't seem quite right when I hold them it's weird and one day I'm sure I will have to leave the gun behind. Im so glad that I got the green light to take it to Turkey with me. I let a small smile cross my face as my fingers wrap around the gun.
"Thank you, corporal" he gives me a small smile before I turn my back.
I spend the next two hours in a make shift snippers nest taking shots. The longer I stay the more my body relaxes, and my brain focuses on the one thing that has made sense to me. That spite second after you pull the trigger before the built hits its mark where everything slows down, and the world is quit. I have complete control in that moment before the recouple hit and the spell is broken. As it starts to get dark I get up and leave my nest. When I go to return my gun, Corporal Owens is gone, and Private Jenkins is in his place.
I don't know what Jenkins has against me, but he always has some wise ass comment to make when he sees me and tonight will be not different I'm sure, and just a the crossed my mind he opens his mouth.
"Sergeant Khan, see you still won't shoot with any gun but that one, maybe you should figure out how to shoot with something else before you get someone killed, cause one day you don't have your pressure Longbow." I just smile back as I hand over the gun. He knows I could out shoot anyone with any gun, he just wants to get a rise out of me he thinks it fun to rile people up. So, I just turn and head back to the barracks without a word.
The barracks a quite when I get back everyone is in the mess hall eating dinner. This is probably the only time in have to look through my team without anyone trying to look over my shoulder. I pull the envelop out of the top drawer and open it, at least I wouldn't be walking in blind. I pull out the manila folder, inside there is one pieces of paper with a short resume of each of my team mate. There going hope I wasn't going in blind.
Deputy Director Patricia Campbell: Command in DC
Captain Adam Dalton: Ground Force Command
Master Tactician
Explosive Expert
Delta Force
CPO Ezekiel Carter: Communications and Technology expert
Lethal MacGyver
Navy seal
Sgt. Joseph McGuire: Combat Medic
Sarcasm
Delta Force
Sgt. Elijah: Jack of all trades
Man, in a crowed
Undercover Operative
Delta Force
Sgt. Jasmine Khan: Sniper
Multilingual
Undercover Operative
Delta Force
I close the folder and put it back in the drawer. Tomorrow I'm going to have to pack everything up and get on the plane. But I know if I let myself thing about that I will never get to sleep so I close my eye and shut down my brain maybe I can get a few hours before I must get going.
Next thing I know the alarm is going off and it's time to get ready. It doesn't take me long to pack everything up, but I guess when you don't have many personal things I wouldn't. Most of the time it does takes me to pack is going to the armory and getting my Longbow, and my other weapons packed. I honestly think I've got more weapons then anything else but that not surprising.