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South West Finland, North of Tampere
N 61°46'23.242"
E 23° 57'50.253"
Three blue mercenaries with their bags meet outside a large victorian-style mansion. The first one is wearing a riot helmet with a bullet proof vest, he's holding a rifle bag and a large desert tan rucksack. Another one is wearing a gas mask, a Condor backpack, and a briefcase. The last is wearing a head cap and holding nothing more than an Alicepack.
"So is this the place, Desmond? It's a lot bigger than I had imagined" the helmetted one asked
"I'd imagine so." The one in the gas mask replied, looking at a piece of paper." This is where our GPS chips lead us."
The one with the head cap spoke up "Do not always trust technology, go knock."
"Yeah, ." said Desmond "How about you show us your breaching skills while Abram and I wait here?"
"Да, Little Jerry SWAT will knock on the door while Special air Desmond and I will watch." OMOH said while putting his hands on Jerry's shoulders, nudging him to go.
After much needed coaxing, Jerry went up to the door. He rang the doorbell which gave out a peculiar tune that he couldn't put his finger on it in terms of identifying it. After a minute, the door is opened by what seems to be a young Malaysian flight attendant.
She took a good look at him and the two standing behind him. "SWAT, SAS, OMOH for Global Risk?"
The three looked at eachother in awe. What kind of spy information organization had they signed up for? Jerry turned back to the young woman,
"Yes ma'am. That would be the three of us"
"Great!" She smiled, giving him a hand shake. "Special Task and Rescue, or STAR. Follow me, I'll take you to your Commanding Officer."
Star lead the three through the extensive tour-like stroll of the mansion. On the way, they passed multiple firing ranges, weapons repair shops, gyms, lounges, room complexes, and amenities.
They reached a large metal door that resembled a vault. Star took off her right glove and pulled down a panel, scanned her hand and the large for creaked open.
After two flights of spiral staircases down, they reached a control room full of screens and maps of the world, the whole thing seemed like a futuristic space station. Two agents, two mean looking soldiers, and another soldier with a blue boonie hat all looked up at the 4 coming down the staircase. One of the agents in an orange vest said his fairwells to the other agent and took his leave through the back door.
"Ah. Thank you for bringing the recruits in, Miss Nor, you are dismissed." The Soldier with the boonie hat said.
Star nodded and walked back up the staircase. The vault door closing can be heard echoing down the staircase, it is soon drowned out by the soft electrical humming of the technology in that bunker.
The soldier broke the silence "You three must be the new recruits. I'm your commanding officer of you all, my name is Elliott,I am a Navy SEAL. But you will refer to me as Commander Elliott, or just Commander. Welcome to Global Risk."
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Hi, Author here. Constructive criticisms is very much appreciated as this is probably the first story of this game, please leave a review containing any mishaps, plot holes, or confusing information. I will try to iron them out within the next chapters or answer them in the next Author's Note if it doesn't pertain to the story.