"The Turks? They're bad news. They're completely loyal to Shinra. They're like that hound that prowls around after the President's son. You can't buy your freedom from them, and you can't persuade them to let you go. If you evade them, you won't evade them forever. They'll catch up with you, and they'll do what they've been sent to do. They're relentless."
PROLOGUE
"Alright, listen in. We're going to remove someone from his apartment building. Troops have already tried negotiating, and they've gotten nowhere. They don't have the equipment or know-how to extract him without heavy casualties. That's why we've been called out. We'll recieve a more detailed briefing from the troops already on scene. Any questions?"
The 3rd Class SOLDIERs all shook their heads.
"The only stupid question is the one you don't ask, kids."
He waited a moment, but the kids just put their helmets on. "Still no questions? Alright, load up. Let's get this done and get home safe, right?" The SOLDIER 2nd Class closed the back of the truck and climbed into the passenger seat.
This was his first mission as a 2nd Class, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous about it. He got the feeling the 3rd Classes under his command knew it, too. He put his helmet on as the driver started the truck.
It wasn't a long drive to Sector 3. The truck stopped a few blocks from their end destination, and he jumped out to meet the troop commander walking toward him. "I'm SOLDIER 2nd Class Hunter Bryant. What's the situation?"
The troop commander looked relieved to see him. "Thank Gaia! We've got Fox surrounded. As of about three hours ago, he stopped negotiating with us. We don't have the skills or experience to remove him ourselves."
"Is he armed?"
"We can't be sure, we can't get close enough to find out. What's this all about anyway? What did this guy do?"
Hunter shrugged. "I don't know. What else can you tell me about... Fox, was it?"
"Apparently his name's Vidar Fox, and he lives here. Whatever it is he did, he's wanted alive. He's into security work, and the records show he owns three guns, two rifles and a pistol. That's all I can tell you, I don't know anything else."
The 3rd Classes joined him, suited up and ready to go. Hunter rolled his eyes as he started walking toward the apartment complex. The kids fell into step behind him.
"Not much to go on for this one, sorry kids. The target's name is Vidar Fox. He's wanted alive. He stopped negotiating with these idiots three hours ago. He owns three firearms; it's likely the target's armed and angry, so stay frosty."
"Yes Sir," they replied in unison.
