Right quick authors note. Yes I changed the title from A Man Named Reeves to Halo: Force Recon. After awhile I realized that the title wasn't very eye-catching so I changed it. Hopefully it doesn't get lost in all the other Halo fic's with a similar title.
Chapter 10
Tier 1
Night had fallen upon the sprawling forest.
The wind blew and snow began resting itself upon the forest canopy.
CLICK
Something was moving in the darkness.
CLICK CLICK CLICK
A screen sprang to life as the small laptop monitor lit up.
"We're up… Satellite surveillance… Online…." Jones began typing away as he began running final checks for the mission. Listing off each asset as if he were reading the ingredients on the back of a cereal box.
"Aerial drone surveillance… Online"
"Orbital scanner… Online"
"Cross-com… Online"
"Geographical layo-"
Jones was cut short in his sentence by yours truly.
"Can it Jones. Don't need the whole forest coming out to play. Martinez setup that IR beacon for the rest of the Tier 1 units to track. The Special Warfare operators should be bringing everything I requested in that hog." I looked around. Without the VISR in our helmets providing night vision you wouldn't be able to see a single one of us.
The RV was a seemingly random location. Just about a 20x10 foot clearing in the middle of the woods at the base of the Mountain. They'll figure it out later.
"Everyone go dark. Everything but your VISR, this shit can go sideways real quick."
So we waited…
Completely still for 10 minutes.
Not a peep and no sudden movements.
After the 10 minutes had passed we caught glimpse of 2 ODST teams of about 9 each.
They popped in on our HUD's from their IFF tags. The readout text popped in and read. 'Flint 01' as well as 'Steel 02'. I suppressed a chuckle, very cute. We identified Flint team and Steel team in out helmets.
Suddenly 4 more IFF responses popped up. It was the ONI Ground Ops. The only ID we got from them wasn't names but just words. The words, which I assume were codenames followed as Spectre, Wraith, Sigma, and Wolfe. Jesus these guys had an ego to stroke you could tell.
I told my guys over private comms to stay hidden. Time to have some fun.
We waited about 10 more seconds before we could hear the light hum of an engine pull up. The headlights were off. Looked like everyone was using VISR. 2 guys hopped out the front as another 10 walked alongside it. They wore modified Army BDU's with a full screen visor over their face. All 3 teams converged on the IR beacon. An Army operator crouched down with his Ma5k carbine in hand and picked it up. Examining it for a moment as everyone else looked at him, still dead quiet.
His head craned up as he scanned the area before looking at the rest of the guys in confusion.
"Well where the fuc-" He didn't get to finish that sentence as I had all my men step out into the open in a small perimeter surrounding all of them. Bit dramatic yes but it got its point across.
They all jumped at the extreme and sudden movement, a few almost leveled their weapons.
All of the team leaders stepped forward towards me. They weren't surprised.
A quiet, yet forceful 'fuck you' came in unison from all of them.
Leading Flint team was Master Sergeant Jaxyn 'Grinch' Tkilly. A young black skinned man. About 2 inches taller than me and pretty damn buff. How he got the name Grinch I have no clue.
Next to him was Staff Sergeant Lyn 'Mako' Fao. He was of Asian background and while he wasn't as tall as me, he certainly wasn't short... nearly my height. He was nicknamed Mako due to his quick movements in combat. Like a Shark.
As for the Spooks I couldn't tell ya. Their leader, Sigma, was almost exactly my height. They all wore modified ODST outfits. Looked to be Recon variants, but that was above my paygrade. Let's hope this one doesn't try and kill all of us.
I walked past all of them, picking up the IR beacon and deactivating it. I began marching towards the hog as I pulled the Army SL with me.
"You got everything?" I questioned.
He pulled an IR Bino out of the trunk and tossed it to me before speaking up. "Yup… 4 sets of infared binoculars, 3 modified Jackhammers with heat seeking…" He leaned against the vehicle and tapped it twice. "1 snow capable hog and 3 fusion coils. For whatever you'd fuggin' need that for." His voice wasn't beat up, nore was it high pitched. Strangely enough he sounded like the average joe. Which is much different from the Marines, all the yelling we do all the time leaves our throats about as rough as Satan's nutsack.
I glanced at the binos he tossed at me before tossing them back. "Good job Sergeant First Class. I'm gonna review with my men the scouting. Get everyone organized. Check gear and ammo, hopefully you packed extra in that thing." I walked off and began pulling my team in.
"Right, these guys are some of the best the UNSC has to offer. While you may be new to my unit you certainly aren't all green. Survive, adapt, overcome. Same shit I taught you in training." While my statement was plain, it was true. All 8 of my team members were some of the best in their class. I had assigned everyone a team systematically but these guys were handpicked to run with me. As narcissistic as that sounded.
Martinez was a Lance Corporal who had previously run with Scout Snipers as a spotter. He was now my Designated Marksman. Jones on the other hand was my PFC with a mind that could crack almost anything UNSC or Covenant.
Then there was Corporal Sierra, she was pretty young. White skinned, red haired, and a freckled face. Not to intimidating, but she didn't need to be. While Martinez handled the DMR she was our resident Marksman. Not much more to it, she aimed, shot, and killed. Sergeant Matthews however, was my demolitionist. Loyal, efficient, and knows more than 100 ways to blow shit up.
But… there were 3 more I had yet to properly introduce. First Sergeant Cooper was our CQC specialist. Armed with and SMG, M45 Tactical Shotgun and an assload of ways to 'open' a door. When things got personnel I could trust him. Didn't help the guy was a fucking tank too, he was taller than me and could probably bench a tree.
Lance Corporal Kerry on the other hand was a different story. While only a Lance Corporal he'd seen some shit. Nothing more than a rifleman, but he'd been involved in quite a few UNSC blunders and come out in one-piece. Experienced in Guerilla Warfare and hit 'n' run. I could trust him when we were in the great outdoors.
Finally, Private Deruld. Not exactly fresh. But not a veteran either. He was armed with an Ma5k and a few grenades. He couldn't of been older than 25. Not that any of these descriptions mattered. The only way you could tell who was who was with an IFF connected heads up display. We all looked the same.
Clad in woodland BDU's and light armor plating. The only defining part was our Gungnir helmets. Now that I had a head count it was time to get to work.
I brought everyone in from all teams.
"Alright here's the plan…" I inquired with a hushed tone. Before placing a small holographic outlet on the ground.
It shot to life before recreating the exact dimensions, textures, and landscape of the facility we were about to raid.
"Now I know some of you've been briefed already by the Major but here's the deal." I pointed to the facility.
"This facility houses something these guys want." I finished, pointing to the Ground Ops.
"So we need to help them get it, we'll be supported by satellite and aerial surveillance the whole way through. So nothing outside of the target building should surprise us once the snow dies down. However, like most of you have been notified, the snow is causing interference so expect some misplacement with where enemy positions are." I paused to zoom in on a full set of 6 turrets creating an outer perimeter from the compound.
"These 6 guns are gonna be a pain in the ass so our first priority is to neutralize them before beginning the assault. Lucky for us my man Jones can temporarily disable them for around 2-3 minutes. So we have that time to move up and either disable or destroy them because if we don't this missions being cut short." I then swiped over to a piece of covie equipment.
"Now this… This is the second problem. Almost all of the infantry platoons outside of the facility are equipped with FLIR/thermal imaging goggles. Usually this piece of equipment is for Jackals but with the snow blinding most of them from seeing more than 150 meters they needed it. So to stop from having to crawl through snow the entire way I brought along fusion coils. We'll place them near the insertion point and spread them out for maximum coverage." I paused again as I pulled a small diagram showing troops moving from the insertion point.
"Fusion coils create a huge fucking thermal reading. Like looking at the sun in night vision goggles, so it will mask our approach. Sadly this will probably put them on edge. Jones will stall the automated turrets, we move in, neutralize any threats and take care of the guns." I walked over to the front of the facility and gestured towards it.
"ONI Ground Ops and Special Warfare Operators will the breach into the building with probably more of us following soon considering troop size. ODST's and my guys will secure our exit and hold rear security. They WILL call for reinforcements. Once defensive positions are set up I'll have the hog that's loaded with equipment and ammo make its way to us. We've got 3 Jackhammers with heat seeking. They've got around 6 rockets each so use them wisely." I then shifted over to the bottom of the holographic mountain.
"Once ONI has it's space butt-plug we'll then retreat to the base of the mountain where 3 pelicans will be awaiting our extraction. Due note that because of ONI's wishes… Once the package is loaded and secured the pilots do have authority to take off with or without you." I took a breath clapped my hands together, leaned forward and sighed.
"Any questions" I held my breath.
One of the Army guys lifted his hands. I pointed at him to signal he's good to talk.
"Expected enemy troop size?"
Without missing a heartbeat I replied.
"1 battalion inside for reserve and 3 platoons guarding the outside." Murmurs and whispers arose from all of them.
"Jesus…"
"That's a whole new level of suicide right there."
"We're not fucking Spartans."
The comments were meaningless we had a job to do.
"Oh stow it, all of you. We've done this shit before a thousand times and we'll do it a thousand after. The only difference is that there's more shit to shoot at." I paused before charging the bolt on my BR55.
"You've all checked your gear and are good on ammo. We'll reach the insertion point uptop by 0600… Let's go." I turned around and held my arm over my head before swiping it down 90 degrees in front of me. "Move out."
After about a 2 hour march we reached the insertion point at 0610. I felt bad for the bastards that had to carry those fusion coils.
I gestured for everyone to rally on me.
"Jones get me to HIGHCOM." I waited about 5 seconds before my comms patched me through to Major Grant and some high-ranking Naval officer. Probably another ONI spook.
"Be advised, JSOC units have arrived at insertion point and are awaiting mission launch. How copy over?" The snow was beginning to flare up, my voice had raise slightly so they could hear me.
"Uh… Solid copy Onyx team. Irene. I say again, all units Irene!." This time it was broadcasted on all of our comms. Everyone in the JSOC team heard it.
"Read you loud and clear Overlord." I leveled my rifle before pointing to the guys with the fusion coils.
"Get those spread out and on my mark ignite the coil." They looked at me with confusion.
"Turn it on dammit." The 3 ODST's nodded and started moving them.
"Alright, the moment I give the signal you need to haul ass up that hill. We need to time activating the coils and temporarily disabling the guns perfectly so get ready" I looked at all of the Tier 1 units.
I didn't have to explain much more than that these guys are professionals, they'll know what to do once we start.
I got 4 links on my HUD signaling that the coils were set and the guns were ready to be jammed.
"Ready… Mark!" All of the Tier 1 units broke from the rock formation we'd been using as cover and sprinted up the hill.
The guns were only about 50 yards up and we could already see some of the covies becoming alert. It wasn't long before the gunfire arose.
"Martinez, Sierra, switch to thermals and start picking off targets!" I pointed to the 2 of them.
"Deruld, Cooper. Escort Matthews to the first 2 guns, the others will take care of them!" I was talking locally with my team as not to fill comms.
"Everyone else on me we're clearing the outer compound!" The Army operators began laying down effective fire as everyone else began moving in. I saw some ODST's blowing open a wall before we entered the small compound outside of the facility.
Once we were in the talking stopped almost immediately.
Kerry was following my as we started taking the left side. I kicked down small crate for cover and began scanning for targets. A small squad had gotten into defensive positions and began opening fire with plasma turrets.
Kerry tossed a frag over trying to at least flush them out of their defenses but to no avail. I was about to hop on comms before 3 shots rang out and the plasma turret fell silent. It was Martinez and Sierra.
I popped out of cover and fired a 3-round-burst at a jackal perched in a sniper's nest. 2 of them hit the thing in the chest before the 3rd sailed through its skull, splattering blood over the wall it was next to. Kerry pushed up to a closer piece of cover as I layed down some fire.
2 grunts began charging us with stickies in their hands. Kerry popped 1 and as it's grenade fell out it's hand and landed on the head of the other grunt. The thing began running in circles before being engulfed in it's own explosion.
Out of the smoke a single entity appeared. An Elite ultra ignited it's sword and started charging towards us. Kerry and I both opened up on the head, nearly cracking it's shield before it shoulder bashed the piece of cover we were behind, sending kerry flying. It backhanded me about 5 feet away.
It's shield's were still nearly down, I checked my ammo count and found only 2 shots left. No time to reload.
"KERRY 2 SHOTS! 2 SHOTS!" I screamed at him as quickly as possible. The Elite began closing the distance before 3 magnum rounds slammed into the back of it's head.
His shields popped after the 3rd and he snapped towards Kerry. I leveled my rifle and dumped my last 2 shots into the side of it's head. The Elite's head craned with the bullets flight path through its skull before falling over.
We got back up, and loaded new mags in before pushing further into the compound.
"This Master Sergeant Tkilly, Flint team. We've got a pair of hunters punching us in the face right now. We can't arm the explosives with them on us right now! Could use some support!" As if on queue the 2 guns I'd assigned Matthews and his escort went up in flames.
I checked my watch 1:45 left. "Matthews, Deruld, Cooper, I see your done already. I need you moving to Flint team to assist. Buy time for Matthews to arm the guns they were assigned. You've got 1:45 left HAUL IT!" I barked in comms before bringing my weapon up and forging deeper into the compound. We had work to do.
"Matthews, Deruld, Cooper, I need you moving to Flint team to assist. Buy time for Matthews to arm the guns they were assigned. You've got 1:45 left HAUL IT!"
We didn't respond. Just sent an 'acknowledged' message on the HUD.
Cooper pushed another slug into his M45 before gesturing to me and Deruld. "Alright you heard him let's move!"
We charged alongside the walls of the compound before reaching Flint team. They were frantically moving back and forth from cover as a pair of hunters, and 3 grunts with fuel rods opened up on them.
Cooper pointed to the Private. "Derald stay here and provide and pick of those grunts. Matthews you got a spare grenade?" I nodded before tossing him one. I turned back around and started working again.
Cooper left in a sprint towards Flint team leader. I could hear him over local comms.
"WHERE'S THE REST OF YOUR UNIT?!" He asked in shock.
"WE'RE IT!"
"WE'RE?" The team leader replied with confusion.
"I'VE GOT ONE OF MY GUYS TAKING OUT THOSE GRUNTS AND ANOTHER ON THE GUNS" A small pause followed between the two.
"THAT WAS OUR JOB"? The Master Sergeant was clearly not having a good day.
Cooper chuckled before replying in a playfully light tone. "YEAH… AND YOU SUCK AT IT!" The comms cut off there.
Back to the task at hand.
I stuck and M168 demolition charge to the base of the gun. I began interfacing with the controls and priming the charge as fast as I could.
2 more guns on the other side of the compound exploded.
"4 guns down… 2 more to go. All units be advised 60 seconds until weapons are operational!" 2nd Lieutenant Reeves broadcasted on all our comms.
FUCK!
I finalized the authorization to my trigger. I turned the handle 90 degrees up, facing it vertically and switching the light from green to red. It displayed the small but powerful word of 'Armed'.
"First one's up moving to the second!" I sprinted towards the final gun. Deruld moved with me making sure to watch my back.
"45 seconds left"
I frantically planted the final charge at the base and began working. Fuck I may not have enough time to activate it remotely.
"Matthews we're clear down here how's it going?"
"I'M ALMOST DONE BUT I MAY NOT HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO LINK IT TO A DETONATOR. GET CLEAR" they didn't need to ask questions. The words 'detonator' and 'get clear' told these guys it was serious. Even Deruld listened.
"20 seconds"
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
I finished interfacing with the primer and began finalizing the authorization to my trigger.
"10 SECONDS EVERYONE OUTSIDE THE WALL FIND COVER"
I grabbed the handle and began twisting it into the 'Armed' position. For some goddamn reason it was slower than usual.
COME ON
"5…!"
COME ON
"4…!"
ALMOST GOT IT
"3…!'
I hit the armed button…
"2…!"
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"
"1…!"
"10 SECONDS EVERYONE OUTSIDE THE WALL FIND COVER"
Kerry and I were finishing up on the left side of the compound at this point. Jones was doing his best to actively stall the guns but no avail.
I wasn't getting a response from Matthews nor any of his teammates.
I assumed the worst and decided to warn anyone outside the wall that those guns were about to spin-up. The clock inside my helmet ticked down second by second.
Abruptly while I was nearing the end of my countdown a single voice popped into comms.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"
The final 2 guns erupted violently from their mounted positions. Pieces of debris soared up and outwards.
Way for them to cut it close. I signalled to Kerry to hold his position before we moved forward.
"Matthews, way to cut it close man. I need you and the rest of the ODST's to flank outside the compound and regroup with the Special Warfare operators. How copy?"
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"Matthews respond!?"
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"MATTHEWS!?"
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The long silence was broken when the comms sprang to life.
"Yeah… I'm-*cough* I'm here. We're enroute now... "
I sighed a breath of relief. Why he sounded beat up however, I'll find out later.
"Solid copy. We're mopping up with the ONI Operatives. We'll be there in 5, out."
Kerry and shouldered our rifles a proceeded to what appeared to be a courtyard. It was the last defensible position the Covenant had inside the compound which presented a rather daunting challenge for us.
It was extremely open with the only noticeable pieces of cover being a broken down banshee near the right hand side of it and a Spectre right in the middle. On the other end layed a series of catwalks varying in height from 8 feet off the courtyard to 20.
It was an ambush clear as day, and we both knew it.
"Operative Sigma, Me and Kerry are reaching what appears to be their last defense inside the compound. It's heavily fortified, we're about to walk into an ambush. Your guys are the closest to us. Requesting assistance." I took my finger off the side of my helmet from behind cover and awaited a reply.
"Negative Lieutenant. My men are already pushing towards the facilities entrance with the rest of the Tier 1 units. Just you 2 to mop up." Was the response I got.
Of-fucking course. We burn our asses trying to keep the mission going and ONI leaves our asses out to dry. I swear this mission was fucked from the word 'Go'.
"Affirmative Sigma." As much as i wanted to say fuck you, they'd probably just shoot me in the back later and say I went rogue.
I looked towards Kerry. He was listening to the conversation so nothing needed to be said. Just a nod.
"You still got those grenades?"
He nodded again.
"Good. We'll need em."
"Ready…" I looked towards Kerry.
We could already see some of the covies creeping out and into their defensive positions. We were fixing to get into a pretty good gun fight.
"Go!"
We broke from cover and sprinted towards the Banshee on our right. They had been caught off guard by the sudden approach and began scrambling out of their holes. Like rats.
We didn't slam against it but rather laid our weapons on top of it and began calling and hitting targets.
"3 GRUNTS. BALCONY. HIGH RIGHT"
"JACKAL. TOP CATWALK."
"2 ELITES GROUND FLOOR LEFT"
As each combatant scrambled out of the open trying to where they needed to go we picked them off. It thinned them out and allowed us to set the tempo for the firefight. However, good things don't last long.
A lucky grunt with a plasma launcher had made it to the middle catwalk and fired all 4 torpedos to the banshee.
They stuck like white on rice and began getting brighter.
"MOVE!" We crossed the courtyard and slid into cover behind the Spectre. With this sudden change in momentum the covies. Being the ignorant bastards they are began positioning majority of themselves on the catwalk to get the high ground.
Big mistake.
I popped 2 skirmishers rushing us. The first immediately dropped as the 3 rounds made contact with it's chest. The other was a little more persistent and got within face-stabbing range. The recoil from the first caused my aim to shift towards his shoulder rather than chest.
3 rounds 9.6mm rounds later and the bird was on the ground missing and arm.
As i saw the covies on the catwalk get settled in I called it.
"NOW KERRY!"
Kerry pulled 1 grenade off his belt backed up as I layed down fire and he tossed that fucker right up at the catwalk. The first one killed about 5 of them and rocked it back and forth. It was unstable.
"HIT EM' AGAIN"
He reached down one more time and pulled out his last grenade. Pulling the pin out with his teeth as his other hand was busy firing his rifle from the hip at some oncoming enemies. He tossed it high in the air straight towards the top catwalk.
It went off with a thunderous boom. Killing about 6 or 7 more enemies. The top catwalk then snapped violently off it's cables. The cables whipping in random directions. Like a line of dominos the top fell onto the one below it. Crushing the opponents upon it. Then the next fell, and the next. Until all that was left was a pile of ruble.
With the remaining combatants on the ground and at a disadvantage of being out in the open with now cover the pendulum of the fight swing in our favor once again.
"KERRY COVER ME FOR ABOUT 7 SECONDS WILL YA!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.
"ON IT BOSS!"
I started climbing the Spectre into the gunner seat. As advanced as these aliens were there were just some fundamentals about guns.
The trigger makes the gun go bang.
I twisted the gun towards the enemy and opened up.
Unleashing a devastating onslaught of plasma.
Round after round.
Until the last fucker who was there was singed to the core.
I climbed out of the gunner seat and slid down the side of the Spectre
"Sigma this is Onyx Actual. Compounds clear and we're moving to your position. What's the status on the entrance." radio silence fell for about 3 seconds before I got a response.
"Onyx Actual this is Sigma. We're mopping up here at the entrance we'll be clearing the facility in less than 2 mikes. I've already sent one of your guys to grab the supply hog. He should be up here with your man Jones in 1 mike. Get your ass here LT the men ne- WOLFE ON YOUR RIGHT-" The feed cut out after that.
"Right… Kerry let's move we've got less than 2 minutes to get there.
By the time we'd jogged an additional 300 meters up the mountain we'd reached the entrance. It was more of a fortified cave rather than anything else. You could probably squeeze and elephant in there. The whole was supported by what appeared to be beams on the outside and a very large one in the middle. The keystone to this thing I guess.
I walked up to the ODST's and what was left of my men. First Sergeant Cooper had them setting up defenses. Everyone was here except Deruld and Jones.
"I assume Deruld volunteered to grab the hog?" I inquired, patting him on the shoulder.
"Yes sir. Seemed pretty adamant about it to. Can't say why." I could see the confusion on his face.
"Doesn't matter why First Sergeant. All that matters is how quick he can get back here."
I put my finger to the side of my helmet and triggered the voice comms.
"Deruld. ETA?"
His response was immediate.
"Already here sir."
I looked up and saw the hog climb to our position. Kicking up snow in its wake.
I pulled up the Task Force comms and began speaking to everyone as I paced around the area. My weapon slung to my hip with my 1-point sling.
"Alright everyone listen up. We got past the easy part. Plan will continue as we made it. We've got the outside locked down while the Operators take care of the inside. Mission time is sitting at…" I looked at the watch on my TACPAD.
"56:37. So let's hurry this up before the whole damn Covenant battlenet knows we're here. Besides it's nearly lunch." I was about to continue before I got an interruption on my feed. It was Overlord.
It was sent only to me.
"Mission parameters have changed. The Navy is currently debating on whether to cut everything loose and destroy the package from orbit. You currently have 1 hour and 30 minutes until we can't stall them any longer and the AO turns into a target area for the Navy. Good luck" I could only sigh.
'This...This is why I hate ONI Ops SO DAMN MUCH!'
I cleared my thought before beginning where I left of.
"Alright mission update: The Navy just said fuck and have decided to cut this asset loose. We've got 1 hour and 30 minutes to extract the package before this place gets turned to slag." I paused before facing the Operators who were stacking up on the entrance and holding a thumbs up.
"Entry team awaiting greenlight." It was the Sergeant First Class from earlier today on comms.
"Solid copy entry team… Fuck some shit up." So like that, they moved inside.
I walked climbed up to a vantage point so I could see our defenses better. I made a private link to only my men and the ODST's, don't want to distract the guys inside.
"Alright, The ODST's will be making up the bulk of the defenses… Seeing as there is 18 of you guys. We've got 3 jackhammers for each demolitionist from each squad. Onyx, Steel, and Flint. You've got 6 rockets for each jackhammer so think wisely." I paused before setting a waypoint for each team to follow.
"Effectively what we've done is dig ourselves in like ticks so it's gonna be a tight defense. Flint you take the left hand side of the entrance while Steel takes right. We've got plenty of cover so use it. My men will be moving back and forth from place to place as a support unit." I then pointed back to the hog.
"That hogs got more ammo and supplies in it than an Army platoon. So use it. All of it."
Another message popped up on my HUD… It was interesting to say the least.
"Right I've got friendlies on standby I'm patching them through top the rest of you. He's our new buddy, a gift from Overlord so make sure to say high." I finished sarcastically.
A southern female voice popped through comms to the rest of the guys.
"Task Force Sigma this Outlaw 1-1 and 1-2. We'll be providing close air-support for you lovely people down there today. Enjoy the front row seats. We'll be on station in less than 1 mike out." Huh? Didn't realize our group name was Task Force Sigma. Cool I guess?
"This is Onyx actual to Outlaw 1-1. Glad you could be here on this lovely day in the mountain. Out." I finished my little chat before returning to the men.
"Right, so looks like snow's calmed down allowing for some CAS. Let's work with it boys." The more I work with ONI the more I genuinely just feel the need to put a gun in my mouth. I can never tell if they're trying to help us or kill us honestly.
However, that is the job.
OH MY FUCKING GOD MY FINGERS HURT FROM TYPING. I literally was working on this like all night to get this out before I went back to school.
Anyways, that's Chapter 10 Tier 1. Turns out ALL of you wanted me to continue in the present for a bit so I did. Now that I'm getting some reviews I can tell that you guys love this story and I do to. With that said I feel like I should let you guys have a direct impact on the story.
So if you have any ideas or things you'd like added to the story let me know through a review that and I might add it to the story. You guys are the reason I do this and I love working on this story SO SO SO much.
However, I have been thinking of making a new story. I will complete this arc don't worry but I have been thinking about doing another story in another universe. I was actually thinking RWBY. Whether that's a crossover or something else I'm still thinking about. So let me know about your opinions
Hope you caught me little references to Black Hawk Down and COD in this.
I'll hopefully have this arc done before September ends.
With that information dump done with I'll write to you all in the next chapter