Authors Note: Hello Everyone! The moment you all have been waiting for is finally here. I have found the time and the day to publish the official sequel to Operation SAM. I know a lot of you guys have been keeping up with me to see when the sequel was coming, and I want to thank you for showing the support. So that being said, I hope you all enjoy the beginning of the sequel titled, Call Sign: NOVA.

N.O.V.A Task Force

September 19, 2082

Titania, Lylat Star System

Order 91: Capture High Valued Target

Alexander Simmons watched carefully as he slowly made his way past the bustling rush of Titaneans going on about their day within the massive desert like market place, unknowing of the current military operation taking place. He could feel the massive heat accumulating on his back from the sun despite wearing his exo-suit underneath cloths he was told would protect him, and there were beads of sweat starting to run down the sides of his face. Despite all this, Alex continued moving towards the location of his target, which he kept a firm watch as he inched closer and closer.

"Nova 1, what's your 20 on the target?" Alex heard a voice whisper into his headset as he continued walking deeper into the crowded market place.

"I'm 15 Meters away from the target, heading south from the drop zone." Alex responded as he continued walking forwards.

"Roger that, I've got a visual on your location. Target is still sitting alone in the middle of the market place. There's a lot of civilian activity so whatever we do, it must to be done without alerting the locals." The voice spoke again as Alex took notice of all the civilian activity taking place within the marketplace square. Alex didn't say anything back to the voice over his radio as he finally made it within five meters of his target.

Alexander found himself standing smack dab in the middle of a court like area of the market place, there were tall sandstone buildings surrounding the yard and a bunch of empty tables and chairs were scattered about, making him feel a little uneasy. The scene reminded him a lot about the way things were set up in Afghanistan, a place that had scarred many of his comrades during the days of the Russian American conflict. He knew that areas like these were prone to enemy ambushes, so he had to be careful if he was going to succeed in pulling this mission off. Before doing anything else, Alex took a seat on one of the empty tables and looked around the surrounding area.

There was still a high concentration of people causing foot traffic within the central square, however most of the people within the square were moving about or bargaining with the local shops set up on the outer parts of the square. There were only a few set of people sitting down on the tables, elderly people who couldn't walk for too long or just people waiting for members of their party to finish up some task they needed to complete. The only exception to this was the high valued target Alex kept watching as he sat alone in the middle of the square, his head lowered as if he was currently reading some sort of paper or something.

"Is everyone in position?" Alex spoke as he prepared himself to take down the target as swiftly as possible.

"Ready." He heard five different voices go off on his headset as he got up from his chair and began to approach the target to take him down.

Alex could feel his heart beating faster as he got closer and closer to the target. Once the target was within his arm's reach, Alex grabbed the back of the persons chair with his left hand and slammed the chair backwards, causing the target to fall back with tremendous force, while Alex raised his assault rifle with his right hand. The moment happened so fast that the person couldn't react in time to what was going on as he found himself face to face with the barrel of the Alex's assault rifle. Alex didn't say anything at all as he continued to hold his assault rifle towards the person he had just taken down, his stomach beginning to fill up with an uneasy feeling.

There were three things Alex noticed in the instant as he stared down the barrel of his rifle. First, the person he had taken down was not the high valued target Alex and the rest of his team mates were told to take down. Second, the person Alex did take down was dead with traces of dried blood and lifeless eyes staring right back at him, and third, Alex could see that the person was wearing a thick ballistics vest with a bright red timer in the center of it's chest, the numbers counting down from five, four, three, two…

"Shit! It's a trap!" Alex shouted over the radio as he quickly began moving away from the dead body.

Unfortunately, Alex didn't get very far before the bomb strapped onto the dead person's body exploded. He felt a tremendous force of energy pick his body up and launch him across the market place square, an intense heat greater than that of the sun ran across his entire body and he could feel his body tearing itself apart from the inside out. He heard a sickening thud as his body hit the rough coarse sand somewhere on the edge of the square, the sounds of civilians panicking and his own team members crying out for help as they too were affected by the blast. He could see blurred figures running to get to safety as the marketplace was now covered with heavy smoke and dust. Alex could feel himself going in and out of consciousness, and his vision was beginning to fade. He could feel his body slowly draining away whatever strength he had left and soon enough, Alex found himself gasping for air.

"Well, Well, Well. I suppose you thought you were going to capture me and call it a day huh?" Alex could hear a strange voice say as he saw a blurred figure walking towards him from within the dust.

"I've told you once boy, do not get involved. this isn't your business. I suppose I could just leave you hear to die and suffer from your ignorance, but I've got some other plans for you and the rest of your team." The blurred figure said before giving a sinister laugh as it got closer and closer until Alex's eyes could get into focus to see him.

Alex had a face of pure anger despite all the pain he was currently going through, as the person he was looking face to face with was no other than Andross himself.

That's the end of the prologue! please leave a review or PM about what you all think so far and hopefully I can give you the next chapter within the next couple of days! thank you and take care everyone!

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