*Marbella: Temporary Talon Forward Camp*
After months of preparation, the time has finally come. Each trooper here has been trained extensively for scouting and jungle warfare after a tip off from a spy, a tip off that suggests that Watchpoint is located "on a hill overlooking an ocean or a lot of water".
It took them months to triangulate the most probable locations, Paris, Brazil, Canada, and now Spain.
12 Troopers sat around the fire, each mentally preparing themselves for their upcoming mission, their masks reflecting the dance of the fire before them as they listen to the battle raging in the distance, lasting until the night.
The first part of the plan has already begun. The Null Sector will attack the nearby city of Algeciras, which should force Overwatch to commit most, if not all of its fighting forces to fight.
The second part is simple. Once the spy informs them that the most dangerous individuals have left the base and provides a signal, they will search and destroy the Overwatch base. No prisoners.
An Enforcer came out of the tent, known only as "the Owl", a Talon veteran famed through the ranks. Though he has a good record, it is mostly because of the squad's achievements rather than his own, preferring to stay in the back and order his men than be part of the action.
However, if the situation demands it or if his squads are in danger, he will appear onto the battlefield at the most unexpected locations, normally where the enemy is at its weakest and he will strike hard. It was this shock and awe tactics that earned him the title Owl.
But what added to his notoriety is that as each Enforcer is approved by some of Talon's most talented leaders, he was personally tested and approved by Reaper himself.
"We are cleared to go" he said, walking to the truck, the troopers following close behind.
*Bay of Algeciras*
"All civilians have been cleared in Block A and D!" a squad leader yelled to Reinhardt, who is being treated by Mercy.
"Good! Let's move to the next one!" he said as he tried to stand, but fell backwards, his exhaustion finally caught up to him.
"I said rest for a moment" scolded Mercy as she continues to heal him, causing him to grunt in annoyance.
"I'm not as young as I used to be" the Crusader admitted as he looks at the healing stream from her staff.
"Reinhardt, don't you think it's time to hang it up? You aren't getting any younger" she said.
"Never! I will fight to my last breath" he said as he picks up his hammer as he feels his strength restored.
Mercy smiled, though she feels slightly annoyed that he continues to fight at his age, she could not help but feel inspired by his courage.
"The perimeter is breaking!" a solider shouted as they provide covering fire for their retreating troops.
Reinhardt and Mercy looked at each other and she gave him a nod as she twists her Staff counter-clockwise.
"Valkyrie is ready, I'll be right behind you" she promised.
With a huge laugh, Reinhardt put on his helmet.
"YES! Don't worry my friends, I will be your shield! Engage!" he roared as he charged into battle, Mercy flying close behind.
The sight of a shining angel flying in the night sky above their fearless Captain reinvigorated the men. Shouting their own war cries and encouragements to one another, the soldiers joined the two heroes back into the fray, destroying scores of Null Sector troops within seconds.
"Humph, they know how to put on a show" Brigitte said from the other side of the block within the safety of Winston's Barrier Projection, watching Reinhardt slammed his hammer down, throwing anything caught in its shockwave to the ground.
"It is a bit dramatic but it cleared the way for the civilians" he pointed out as he pulls the last few civilians out of a bus.
"Well, let's not keep them waiting, one more building to go!" she shouted "Alla till mig!"
Winston chuckled as he watch her lead the charge, her troops following close behind. She has grown so much under Reinhardt's tutorship.
"Quien eres? (Who are you?)" he heard a soft voice say behind him.
He looked down and saw a little boy who stopped running and staring at him.
"Don't worry little one, we are here to help" he said, smiling as he motions the awestruck child to keep running.
"That's everyone in this building" Lena said as she blinks next to him.
"Good, just one more building then we are done"
"Right" Lena panted, leaning against the wall with one hand, fatigue written all over her face.
"Lena, we are nearly done here, you can go to the rally point and rest" Winston said.
"No no... Just... Need to catch my breath, that's all..."
Winston looked at her concerningly, she barely had enough rest from her recent missions and here she is well pass her limits again.
"Lena..."
"No..." she snapped, looking at him with anger before quickly masking it with a smile "Don't worry about me big guy... I can do this"
Before Winston could reply, she fixed her gloves and looked around.
"No point standing around, let's complete the mission!" she said as she blinks away, joining Brigitte's squad.
Picking up his Barrier Projector and ensuring his Tesla Cannon is fully charged, he leap after her.
"Winston, status?" Morrison asked through the coms.
"We are at the final objective" Winston said as he landed in the middle of a squad of Nullifiers, destroying dozens within seconds with shocking efficiency.
"Good, the Spanish Army has made a breakthrough from the North, everyone has 30 more minutes to extract"
"Got it" Winston replied as he threw a car into an Eradicator before regrouping with Lena and the others "Where is our air support?"
"He is taking a detour"
*Marbella: Airspace*
"Whoa whoa whoa! We are going way off course!" Quillion said as the shuttle flew away from Algeciras.
"Sorry son, I was told to drop you off somewhere else" Lox said as the flight became smoother.
"Are we going for repairs?" Torbjorn asks, eyeing the smoking engine.
"No, the damage is minimal so we will go after we drop the Private off in Marbella" Lox said.
"Torbjorn do you know anything about this?" Quillion asked angrily, to which the man shook his head, just as confused.
"Quillion, your mission is not in Algeciras" they heard Morrison say in their coms.
His anger flared but Quillion took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, most likely he is sent out to perform other missions. Is he cutting this Null Sector's supply line? Destroy a repair factory? Delay enemy reinforcements?
"As you know" Morrison continued "Every able bodied persons are deployed to Algeciras and I am needed in the War Room. One of our mainland cameras have caught a Talon squad scouting through a forest, we suspect they are looking for Watchpoint. You are to eliminate them"
"Watchpoint is literally in a rock in the middle of the ocean, they are all the way in the mainland, why should we even bother?" Quillion asked.
"You're supposed to be smart Private, think"
Annoyed, Quillion thought about it for a moment.
"Common, even I figured out why he is sending you over" Torbjorn said.
"Once I eliminate the enemy, Talon will be convinced that we have a base there?" Quillion said finally.
"That would be the gist of it yes" Morrison said.
"How did they conclude to find the base here in the first place? And why now? They must have some sort of lead" Torbjorn asked.
"I have a theory, but it requires the elimination of the enemy team, got it Private?"
"Yes sir" Quillion said halfheartedly.
"Torbjorn, pass him a tablet for his mission details" Morrison said.
Handing over a tablet, the screen came alive with surprisingly specific information.
He will be facing a 13 man squad whose leader is called an Owl. Weapon details and probable paths they would take is listed out in different colors, but what caught Quillion's eyes is how they are to be eliminated.
"You want me to do this?" he asked in surprise.
"Yes" the Commander said simply "Do it within the timeframe, but remember, do not underestimate their leader, he is a dangerous individual"
"Sir, what is 'Battle Rage' and why can't I use it? Is it a codename for backup?"
"No, it is for what you call 'adrenaline rush', it needs a name after all and no you should not use it due to your side effects"
And with that he disconnected, leaving Quillion with his mission.
"This is stupid... I should be fighting Omnics, not some stupid squad in a forest..."
"Hey, for him to give you this mission is already a huge leap of faith from Jack" Torbjorn said, handing over an armor disc "Come get your armor"
"Yeah... Too big of a leap... I should be grateful then" Quillion agreed as he gave a nod of thanks and hit the disk over his flak jacket and watch the extra layer of protection coil around him.
"Landing in 2 minutes!" Lox said as they felt the shuttle dropping lower.
"Well good luck Private, you need anything else?" Torbjorn ask as he checks if the harness of the armor is secure.
"Think you can loan me... A turret, another armor and some cash?" Quillion asked as he look at the tablet.
*Marbella: Nearby Forest*
In the cover of night, the Talon Troopers tread carefully and quickly through the jungle. Despite wearing minimum armor and crossing a sizeable chunk of the forest, they are still behind schedule. Hidden pits, strong river currents and a canyon has been unavoidable obstacles, perfect for a hidden base.
However, hours of randomly scouring the area for any hint of their objective began agitating the men but they were kept in check under the watchful eye of the Owl.
"You are getting sloppy, pick up your feet!" he said as one Trooper slipped slightly.
"Sorry sir"
"If your apologies get us killed, I swear you'll be begging for Hell when I'm done with you" the Owl said.
Out of nowhere they heard it. An unnatural hum pierce through the night and a gust of wind blew through them. They looked up just in time to see a battered shuttle leaving the area and judging from its trajectory, it is flying directly towards Algercias.
But most importantly, the left engine has a sizable hole on its side.
The Troopers almost cheered, they know for a fact that no army or medical camps have been set up in the area and the saw the smoking marker.
This means they are close.
Without saying a word, the Owl took off in a full sprint, his men quickly follow suit to catch up.
It was not long before they reached a clearing where the Owl skidded to a stop, motioning them to take a prone position before dropping to the floor himself.
"Anton, be our eyes" he said, followed by the sounds of a trooper quickly climbing up a tree.
"What do you see?"
"I... I think I see where it landed... Yes... There are markings on the grass" Anton said quietly.
"Any guards?"
"No sir, all clear"
"Alright, stay there, the rest, follow me"
Scanning the surrounding trees carefully for any reflections that could be a potential camera or screen before making their move, they make their way to the tracks, moving as quickly and and low as possible as there is no cover.
It wasn't long before they found the much-needed results.
"There are tracks here, leading to the West" a trooper said.
"There are some here too, leading South"
"Sir, I see someone coming from the South" Anton warned.
Immediately they hid themselves the best they could on the ground just before someone come into view of the clearing.
"Si... Si... Todo esta claro (Yes... Yes... Everything is clear)" the man said, talking on the phone as he looked around the clearing.
"Si... Te dije que no hay naide aqui (Yes... I told you there is no one here)" the man continued.
"Anton... Shoot him in the chest" the Owl whispered.
"With pleasure sir"
"Volviendo aho- (Going ba-)" the man was cut off mid-sentence as the silent bullet struck his chest violently, sending him sprawling onto the ground.
Before he knew what hit him, a rough hand dragged him to the squad.
"This is what is going to happen" the Owl growled "You are going to lead us to your base and you are going to do it now"
"Que? Moi no abla ingles! Moir no abla ingles! (What? I do not speak English! I do not speak English!)" the man whimpered, still clutching to his chest.
A fist came crashing down to his face, whipping his head to the side.
"Look, I love playing the 'I do not speak this language game', but you know what I hate? I hate bad players, especially those who pretend to speak Spanish" he said, pulling out a knife.
"Senior! Moi no abla ingles! (Mr! I do not speak English!)" the man continued crying as he quickly pulled out a fistful of money "Por favor, tomalo! Por favor! (Please take it! Please!)"
"Enough!" the Owl said, pulling the man's head back by his hair, he place the cold blade near an eye "You have 3 seconds. 3. 2..."
"Okay! Okay! Stop!" the man finally cried out, his act completely broken.
"That's better..." the Owl said, satisfied as he pulled the knife away "Now you are going to lead us to the base or we will cut you up and find it ourselves"
"What base? I'm just a local farmer" the man said frantically.
"Really now? Rip his shirt off"
"Wait no!"
But it was too late, the shirt now torn revealed a body armor.
"What kind of farmer walks around with a body armor that could stop a high caliber round?"
The man's eyes went wide with surprise.
"I didn't know what it is! The guy who paid me told me to wear it and speak Spanish to him on the phone and give it back to him later! I didn't know it has anything to do with you guys!"
"Who is this man?"
"I didn't ask! He just showed up in a bar and asked if anyone would be interested to do this for money! B-but he said he will meet me again in a shack nearby!"
"Show me" the Owl said, pulling out a map.
The man frantically looked at the map and finally after a few minutes...
"Here! He said he will be waiting here!" he said as he pointed at a point on the map just a kilometer away.
"This shack... Is it facing the ocean?" the Owl asked.
"Yes, recently there has been some activities there but nothing significant!"
"Anton, Mac, and Hardy, stay here and guard him. If we do not find anyone in that shack. Kill him. The rest, follow me"