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"Talon 1, prepare Gatecrasher." The voice over the radio announced.
"This is talon 1, Gatecrasher is go." I replied over radio. "Going radio silent." was the last thing I would say to base until the mission was complete.
"Roger that Talon 1, Godspeed." The voice over radio said before I shut it off and continued through the brush towards the complex.
As I approached the gate i took note of the guards, 2 guards as well as a sniper tower, let's look for another way in. As I scanned the entrance I notice a piece of loose wire in the fencing that I could get through. Deciding this would be my entrance, i checked my weapons a Kriss Vector, and a XM18 both silenced.
As i crept towards the hole in the fence I checked my weapon of last resort, a R16 Railgun, theoretically it would shred anything that attacked me, in theory, given as it was still hot from the assembly line when I got it.
As I got to the fence I squeezed through the hole, and took stock of my surroundings, there was 3 batarians on patrol routes that i would be able to avoid, and it looked like that was all that guarded the main building. Arrogant bastards own our damn planet for 2 weeks and all ready cocky. As I snuck to the main building, I saw the base commander on the roof of the building, along with his guards. Are they actively trying to make my job easier, I thought in disbelief at my luck.
As I reached the door took the card that was hanging around my neck and swiped it, and dropped it as the door opened and it starts to dissolve.
As I walked into the building i saw a batarian with his back turned to me, a single suppressed round to the head quickly punished him for not paying attention.
As i made my way to the main room I took care of 3 more batarians all not paying close enough attention. As I turned into the main room I went to the main computer, and inserted the chip i had been entrusted with by the UN-SC. And started to make my ex file when an alarm blared. Shit they know im here, I thought as I started to look for cover, finding some in the form of a knocked over table, I got behind it just in time as batarians started to open the door.
"Human, we know you are here, surrender now and you might even live." the lead alien said. Looking at my watch I saw that the download was at 26%. I then leaned out of cover and opened fire.
My first volley took 2 of them out of the fight. After they recovered from the shock they returned fire. As I felt rounds impacting my armor I went back into cover and checked my watch: 73%. Deciding I had nothing left to lose I took the R16 off my back and leaned out of cover and opened fire, and to my utter gladness it worked as advertised, shredding through the batarians armor and shields. After I had gone through a mag a beep from behind signified the download was complete. As I was checking the download the batarians had gathered reinforcements. "Command this is talon-1 Gatecrasher was a success, no chance for exfil." was the last message I would ever send. As i settled down ready to kill anyone who entered the room I started to pray.
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General Adato had not had a pleasant day, first a human had snuck into the compound he was in charge of, and he had lost almost half his garrison to the bastard. But it seemed the human commando had finally run out of ammo, and was currently being brought before him.
As the human was set before him bleeding from multiple wounds as well as blunt force trauma used to subdue. "Human, you have made a grave mistake, before im done ill make your most wild nightmares seem like a fantasy."
"And what makes you think i'm scared of you, you bastard." The human replied. After he said this an audible click was heard. "After all i'm the one with the nuke, see you in hell bastard."
That was the last sound on that base before the 1kt nuke strapped to the commandos back exploded.
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In a base on the other side of the world a single message was send out. Operation Gatecrasher success, operative KIA, begin operation Last Stand.
So how did i do, open to constructive criticism.
