A/N: So, this is a two-part tag-on to Family Ties (but you don't need to have read it to understand), it is set during the last chapter and the epilogue. I'm not sure if you remember but I mentioned that Wolf was ex-SAS. He did not retire because of being too old. Here is their story of why they had to retired :) Please also check out my poll on my profile about the sequel to Family Ties! :D

There are main characters being K-Unit and L-Unit and two MI6 Agents that are my own characters, but there will be a little Alex and also K-Unit family! :) Enjoy

Warning: Swearing! Military lingo and stuff, most is explained but please don't hesitate to ask; I'm not going to bite your head off... honest :)

Operation Cold Cobra

The team of ten men that were currently in the large Chinook were getting ready to jump out of the helicopter. They adjusted the straps on their parachutes so that thy fitted comfortably and so that they weren't going to come off during the jump into the drop zone (DZ).

Wolf was nervously tapping his foot on the floor of the large twin-rotor helicopter. Once he'd jumped and was in the air, he was fine, it was just the actual getting out of the helicopter in the first place that bothered his fear of heights. Eagle looked over at him, his eyes giving away the question.

"I'm fine, Eagle." He said grumpily.

"I didn't say anything." He said placing his hands in the air in defence and letting his SA80 drop to his lap.

"ETA: 2 minutes." The Sergeant Major called to them. You couldn't tell that Wolf went pale hearing these words because of his darkly tanned skin. Though if he was less tanned it would be very clear.

The ten men stood up and formed a line, their safety ropes keeping them attached to the roof of the helicopter.

It would be L-Unit first followed by the two agents, Banks and Douglass, then K-Unit. The back end of the helicopter was opened and a cool breeze chilled them all. It was twilight outside. One of the hardest times to move out in, but they needed the darkness to get into the terrorist compound.

The large door at the back of the helicopter slowly opened downwards making a near ramp for them to jump of and then proceed to land in the DZ. The door clunked as it stopped moving.

Staff Sergeant Myrick went over to the open door; he was clipped in to the safety line at the top of the helicopter so that he was in no danger of falling out.

The men lined up in their order of march.

"Let's go!" The Staff Myrick shouted over the thundering of the rotor blades above them. Falcon walked to the edge and quickly unclipped himself and was off the edge and storming down the ground in a matter of seconds. Lynx was next, followed by Lion and finally the last of L-Unit went, Coyote. The two agents were going next, Banks went off the edge and Douglass followed shortly after. First Cheetah and then it was Wolf's turn; his hand shook ever so slightly as he unclipped himself. He jogged to the edge ad looked out wards towards the near set sun on the horizon and jumped. The air rushed over his face and he spread his arms and legs out into a star-like shape and floated down back to earth. He could just about see the black parachutes several hundred meters below him. He looked at the altitude on his watch. It read '2400 feet'. Wolf pulled the red cord that would deploy his own black parachute. The parachute deployed quickly and jolted Wolf into an upright position and he began to fall slowly to earth, his large black parachute up above him.

Wolf slowly reached the floor and ran forward several places at the drop zone as he landed, his parachute dragged along the floor. He stopped to a halt a shrugged the parachute harness off of him, leaving him in his military attire.

He patted himself down, making sure he had everything still, SIG Sauer P226 strapped to his right thigh, the rifle slung round his neck, obviously still there and his webbing hat was strapped around his middle was still intact.

He heard the last of his team hit the ground and ordered a reorg*. The team gathered round the area, all of them had stripped off their parachutes and were all wearing the military, camouflaged attire.

"With a magazine of thirty rounds, load!" He ordered and there was the mechanical sound of all the soldiers loading up their SA80's with the black magazines they'd bombed up** earlier before the drop in.

They moved off, Falcon as scout and Eagle as tail-end-Charlie. The DZ had been a clearing in the forest that surrounded the compound. They crept silently through it, SA80's in their shoulders at all times. They skimmed the trees for any signs of danger and eventually came to a road. The team knew this road from their orders that they'd been given a day earlier. The dirt road ran the length of the woods with only one other track coming from it that led to the terrorist compound. The compound used to make coffee but was now abandoned and had been taken over by SCORPIA.

There were patches of ice and snow dotted around, after all this was Russia. In the growing darkness, the tree trunks turned back from the fading light and started to look like they were moving about. This made the team even more alert. A signal was passed back that there was an obstacle ahead. Banks, in front of Wolf turned round to him and crossed his arms in an 'x' shape. Wolf then passed it on to Snake who was behind him, confirmed with a nod of the head. Wolf could see the clearing of the road ahead and the patrol stopped. They all got down onto one knee, crouching down behind the trees or in the long grass. Falcon and Lynx were lying down on the side of the road, one looking up the road and one down it, looking out for any danger. They switched on their NV Scope on the top of their SUSAT***. Eagle and Snake ran from behind Cheetah and Wolf to the front where they quickly knelt down by Falcon and Lynx who gave them the signal for them to cross the road. Once crossed they lay down the same as Lynx and Falcon had done; one looking up the road and one looking down the road.

Next, Wolf and Cheetah ran up to the front, getting the go ahead they crossed the road and ran between Eagle and Snake and lay down in the bushes. Banks and Douglass followed; as did Coyote and Lion and then finally Lynx and Falcon picked themselves back up and went to the front. They were now back into their original marching order and would carry on. There was about another half mile before they reached the compound. The compass on Wolf's watch told him that they were definitely going in the right direction.

They reached the entrance to the compound. They'd all stopped a good hundred meters away to avoid getting seen by the many guards that were crawling around the barb wired compound with big guard dogs for extra protection. Wolf could see that they all had AK47's round their necks and were clinging to them like their life depended on it – which it did – and knew that on that front of weapons against weapon, they were more likely to win, as the SA80 was far more accurate in shooting than the AK47. They'd had little intelligence to what was actually going on inside the compound, as the agent MI6 had sent had been killed a week into his mission, they didn't know what to expect, plans to take over the world or just a 'simple' conference meeting place. Wolf took a deep breath and listened and the others did too; the guards were having a general conversation, Eagle and Banks were able to pick out the majority of it as they both spoke Russian.

"Bit chilly eh?" One guard said, his dog was sniffing the ground and then looked up to his master.

"Just a bit," The other guard rubbed his hands together to keep them warm.

"Let's move in," Wolf said quietly, he did not whisper as at night whispering is louder than talking quietly as there is no distinct hiss of whisper.

Falcon got up silently and led the way, he knew what he was doing, they'd gone through it in the orders that they'd been given beforehand and then again in practice.

The Russian Secret Intelligence had wanted to put one of their own men on the team but MI6 had not agreed, telling them that the team was already big enough and would be compromised by anymore men joining the team.

Falcon and Lynx went forward, staying into the trees. Falcon shot the guard, he crumpled to the ground in one swift movement, the large dog started barking madly and pulling at his master's arm, but the dog was quickly silenced and before the second guard could draw his weapon, Lynx shot him.

Lion and Coyote ran up behind them and went down on one knee, facing the guards, Falcon and Lynx pout their weapons behind them and went to each of the guards' feet, they moved forward. They both kicked the guards where it hurts most and then knowing they were definitely dead knelt down with one knee in the small of the guards back and hooked their arms into theirs and lay on top of the guards' dead bodies. The pulled them over so that the two soldiers looking under them could see if there were any grenades hidden underneath that would go off, but they were clear, so they pout the bodies back on the ground and searched all their pockets for any important information they may have, such as passwords*.

The entrance to the compound was about one hundred metres away and the team went in single file to the door, watching out for anymore stray guards there might be. They had their backs against the brick wall, ready to go inside. Eagle went forward, C-4 in hand and stuck it to the door lock. He traced a wire back behind the wall.

"Standby, standby," He shouted, the team covered their ears with their hands. "Detonate!" There was a loud bang as the C-4 went off and blew the door lock. Lion then threw a grenade into the newly opened doorway to rid of any oncoming guards.

They piled in once they'd heard the explosion of the grenade go off. Rifles pulled into their shoulders and looking down the SUSAT sights they made their way down the hallway. It was empty. Where were all the guards?

There were two doors on the right hand side of the hallway; both were about two metres thick steel. A small Perspex window about the size of a letter box was at eye level and Falcon peaked through but only saw a small faint red light that seemed to be at the bottom of stairs. A key pad was on the side of the door.

'ENTER KEY' it read.

"We need a key code to get in." Falcon told the rest of the team and Douglass came forward.

"What would SCORPIA have as a code?" He thought.

He punched in seven numbers – 7267742...

A red light replaced the blue on and told him that the code was incorrect.

Douglass narrowed his eyes and kept thinking.

6636744836377... maybe... The red light flashed again.

Wolf heard a noise behind him. Another door, why hadn't they seen it before? This one was thinner, only half a metre thick and made of steel, no pass code needed this time; it had one of the wheel handles that you had to turn to open it.

"Snake, give us a hand." He asked and Snake swung his rifle on to his back and helped Wolf pull the wheel. Finally it gave way, the door swung open.

Inside was pitch black. Cheetah looked in behind them and pulled a torch from his right webbing pouch. Switching it on, he scanned the room. The red light hit a large object in the corner. He flicked the light from red to white and the three men that were stood in the doorway keeping their distance realised it was a body.

Snake went forward and felt for a pulse. "He's alive." Snake rolled the man onto his back and checked him over for any major wounds. There didn't seem to be any, he just looked very malnourished. Wolf took the torch out of Cheetah's hand and scanned it round the room, three other bodies, in tattered clothing, one was covered in blood and he went to him first, kneeling down and feeling for a pulse. He looked over at Snake and shook his head.

"Here, stay with this guy and I'll check the others. Cheetah, call in the MERT**."

"Hello Zero this is Delta One, we need the MERT to grid 096 885, over." He let go of the pressel and waited for the response.

"Zero, sending in the MERT, ETA twenty minutes, over." Came the reply a few seconds later.

"Delta One, roger, out." He replied, and adjusted the headset of the radio on his head. "They're on their way."

"Thanks." Snake was checking another body, they were all civilians, and probably why they hadn't been notified of possible hostages in the compound.

He felt for a pulse. Nothing, this one was dead too.

"Shit!" Douglass cursed from the other room. Cheetah spun round to see him, L-unit had all their rifles pointing at the door, for when the door opened.

"What happened?" Douglass didn't answer. "What happened? Give me a sitrep!"

"It's gone a bit FUBAR*!" The agent said.

"Uh, Eagle... is it just me or does it smell like a swimming pool in here?" Falcon said. He looked to the floor and noticed a fine mist of yellowish gas come through a vent in the corner of the room.

"Respirators on!"

So that's the end of part one...

*Reorg is what they do when they need to regroup quickly, typically used after an attack on an enemy position etc.

** Bomb up - it means to fill a magazine with rounds. Just a colloquial term. :)

*** NV – Night vision and SUSAT is Sight Unit Small Arms Trilux.

* Yes, this is how you do a proper body search :)

** MERT – Medical Emergency Response Team.

* FUBAR – F****d up beyond all recognition.