Chapter 2
It was slightly warm out. Seagulls cried overhead. The smell of salt water flooded my nostrils.
"No guards..." I spoke to myself.
I glanced cautiously at my surroundings. There were two entrances and an elevator. The easiest passage was through the left gate. There was some space between the gate and the ground for me to crawl through. I slowly approached the chain link fence. My ribs quickly met the cold ground as I slowly pulled my body under the fence. Once on the other side, I pulled myself to my feet and slowly approached the door. Soon enough I found myself on my back. I raised my head a bit and looked around.
"Seagull shit."
A large smudge of turd was spread across the ground, leading to my suit. I pulled myself to my feet once again, and stretched for a moment. I took this time to study the Big Shell. In the distance, I could see a Cypher-T patrolling the A-B connectiong bridge. A loud rumble vibrated through the air as the Cypher-T exploded in a storm of jagged shards of metal. A large clump of zilch fell into the sea below. I quickly turned to the Strut A entrance and jogged in. Down the stairs. Against a wall. I peeked the corner, spotting a single guard.
My hand reached for my modified M9 Beretta. I pulled it from a holdster built into my suit. I pulled a dart from an ammo box at my side and loaded it into the pipe, then engaging the gun. Safety off. I turned the corner just as he turned and walked away. I brought my laser sights up to his head, then down to his spine. My finger tightened on the trigger. A quiet "pfft" was heard as the dart zipped through the air and burried its needle into the guard's neck. He gasped and grabbed the needle, yanking it from his neck. He glanced at it and fell to his knees. His face then smashed into the floor.
I approached the sleeping guard and stepped over him, to avoid waking him up. I pressed up against the opposite wall as before, and peeked the next corner. I spotted the red door that led to Strut B. Almost there. I lept the corner and sped to the door. It slided to the side, revealing a hallway to the bridge. My Codec rang.
"Raiden, are you there? This is Colonel Campbell. Raiden?"
"I'm here."
"What's your position?"
"The connecting bridge between struts A and B. Someone pegged a Cypher-T on its patrol route. SEALs?"
"Maybe. Be careful."
"Alri-"
I cut my voice short to the sound of gunfire. I hurried to the bridge. Nothing was patrolling at the time, so I ran to the center. I stopped to make sure everything was clear. It was. No more delays. This isn't VR. I ran to the entrance to Strut B. The door slip open. I wasn't too sure what I saw, but it soon was the mark of the beginning of the mission.
It was slightly warm out. Seagulls cried overhead. The smell of salt water flooded my nostrils.
"No guards..." I spoke to myself.
I glanced cautiously at my surroundings. There were two entrances and an elevator. The easiest passage was through the left gate. There was some space between the gate and the ground for me to crawl through. I slowly approached the chain link fence. My ribs quickly met the cold ground as I slowly pulled my body under the fence. Once on the other side, I pulled myself to my feet and slowly approached the door. Soon enough I found myself on my back. I raised my head a bit and looked around.
"Seagull shit."
A large smudge of turd was spread across the ground, leading to my suit. I pulled myself to my feet once again, and stretched for a moment. I took this time to study the Big Shell. In the distance, I could see a Cypher-T patrolling the A-B connectiong bridge. A loud rumble vibrated through the air as the Cypher-T exploded in a storm of jagged shards of metal. A large clump of zilch fell into the sea below. I quickly turned to the Strut A entrance and jogged in. Down the stairs. Against a wall. I peeked the corner, spotting a single guard.
My hand reached for my modified M9 Beretta. I pulled it from a holdster built into my suit. I pulled a dart from an ammo box at my side and loaded it into the pipe, then engaging the gun. Safety off. I turned the corner just as he turned and walked away. I brought my laser sights up to his head, then down to his spine. My finger tightened on the trigger. A quiet "pfft" was heard as the dart zipped through the air and burried its needle into the guard's neck. He gasped and grabbed the needle, yanking it from his neck. He glanced at it and fell to his knees. His face then smashed into the floor.
I approached the sleeping guard and stepped over him, to avoid waking him up. I pressed up against the opposite wall as before, and peeked the next corner. I spotted the red door that led to Strut B. Almost there. I lept the corner and sped to the door. It slided to the side, revealing a hallway to the bridge. My Codec rang.
"Raiden, are you there? This is Colonel Campbell. Raiden?"
"I'm here."
"What's your position?"
"The connecting bridge between struts A and B. Someone pegged a Cypher-T on its patrol route. SEALs?"
"Maybe. Be careful."
"Alri-"
I cut my voice short to the sound of gunfire. I hurried to the bridge. Nothing was patrolling at the time, so I ran to the center. I stopped to make sure everything was clear. It was. No more delays. This isn't VR. I ran to the entrance to Strut B. The door slip open. I wasn't too sure what I saw, but it soon was the mark of the beginning of the mission.