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Chapter 9: Recon
GC, St Athan
The former navy seal was not happy. He had been pretty confident that an assault on St Athan would be relatively easy to assault when he looked over the maps, now he was not so sure. St Athan was bordered on two sides by residential areas with large numbers of RAF, Army and RSS personnel living in them, they were out, but the other two sides were bordered by trees, bushes, roads and railways. They could be perfect for this assault, but a recon was needed.
He had inserted at midnight last night for this observation mission, having been dropped off by boat on the rocky beach at Aberthaw power station, and crawled all the way up to St Athan's perimeter fence and would extract midnight tonight, leaving him in position for 24 hours, not nice but something he could handle. But this he couldn't handle. He held back the urge to scream as he noticed the time on his watch, 16 hours he had been there and the traffic had not let up once. He knew this was a main road but still.
He crawled slowly along the perimeter fence, or rather the railway line that ran parallel to the perimeter fence, and made a mental note, this was not the way in. Insertion by boat onto a rocky, for want of a better word, beach, then over the loose and heavily banked rocks to open fields which they would have to cross despite being illuminated by the coal driven Aberthaw 'B' power station and its CCTV, followed by a run across a main road which was busy even in the depths of night. No, this was not the way in, but maybe…
As much as you can when crawling along the gravel of a railway line trying to be stealthy, the ex-seal hurried. He followed the railway line across two bridges in quick succession and stopped. Perfect, scrubland, bordered by hedges and trees too. They could come over land disguised as civvies to here, get all their equipment together and follow the railway line to St Athans perimeter. The trees and bushes lining the railway line would keep them hidden from any passers by on the road, and with a Blackhawk on standby for extraction, they were sorted.
As he turned around to head back to his post, he wondered how the other recon was going.
He wondered if he could get away with leaving his recon early, best not. They certainly weren't getting in this way in a hurry. According to their maps there was an open road bisecting the base along here, there was too, also a construction site. He glanced at the equipment, looked like they were moving this apparently very busy road underground. Normally he would consider a construction site a relatively easy way in, he decided not to this time. The number of tan-coloured berets among the guards had absolutely nothing to do with that, oh no, he thought sarcastically nothing at all. Someone here was smart, and knew construction works were a good way in. He looked around, trying to count how many tan berets he could see, but in his heart he knew it was hopeless, for everyone you saw, there was always at least another three hidden.