By Darkknight
Discaimer: Blah blah, you know the drill.
They looked outside to see arrows flying at them. They landed, and as they did, everyone drew out their weapons.
Before the helicopter touched the floor, they all jumped out, looking around for any archers. Jils suddenly jumped to the left as an arrow stuck in the floor where he was. Pyth ran off, as silent as can be, and three minutes later there was an audible scream, quickly muffled, but not fast enough.
Jils wandered off into the woods, jumping through the branches of the trees. He stopped when he saw an archer in a tree in front of him, looking down, and so didn't see him. He jumped to that tree, rapier extended out, and as he landed on the other tree, the archer slid off his blade, who had been impaled through the heart. He then heard a scream coming from the direction of the chopper.
He quickly ran back to the landing site, where he found Lyn and Fals fighting off a horde of monsters. He quickly ran up to the nearest monster and struck at his chest. The monster parried with his club, then brought it crashing down on Jils. He quickly moved out of the way, but the club struck his left arm. Although he felt the pain, it did not register till much later that it was broken. He quickly impaled the beast on his blade and moved on to the next one, the adrenaline pumping through him.
Pyth also entered the fray, wielding his daggers like a maniac. He threw two knives with expert aim into one monster as he ran up to him, then let go three kunai at the respective number of monsters' throats. He then dodged one monster's swing at slit his throat, then plunged one dagger into another monstrosity's chest.
Lyn swung her flail at the closest monster's face, smashing it in. She then swung it around, picked up momentum, and crashed it into another beast's chest. She then spun it around, got down on the floor, and knocked a row of monsters off their feat.
Fals swung her staff in a circle around her, knocking over ten monsters huddled around her. She then smacked it against another monster's head, knocking it unconscious, and again into another's, this time cracking the skull. She stabbed another one in the chest, knocking the wind out of him, then smacked another one in the head.
After five minutes, the fight was over. Jils looked at all the monsters that had been slain on the floor, and saw that they were of two different kinds, Goblins and Mentaurak. The funny thing was, though, that as far as Jils's knowledge went, goblins and mentauraks were mortal enemies, never liking each other. Fals bent down to examine the monsters, then pulled back in revelation.
"Jils, look at the monster's foreheads. Does anything look strange to you?" asked Fals.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, there is something strange. There seems to be a strange mark, like a tattoo."
"Yeah, seems strange doesn't it? We'll remember this and do some researching when we get back."
The four teammates, after cleaning their weapons, got back onto the helicopter and flew off towards the border again. As they approached and crossed the border into Germany, a man's voice came through the radio. It had a German accent, and it identified itself as border control.
"This is German Border Control. Germany is now a closed country. You do not have authority to enter this country. Please turn around, or we will be forced to fire."
"When did this happen? I thought the treaty-"
"It must've started," Lyn said, "Germany must've gone against the treaty already."
Jils's eyes suddenly opened wide. "That group of monsters may have been a platoon of soldiers."
"But how could he control the monsters? Mind control?"
"I don't know," said Fals, "But maybe you and Pyth's mission can make this clear. Pilot," she said, addressing the one flying the helicopter, "Respond and turn us around. Then drop us off close to the border. After drop-off, return to base."
"So, what're you goin' to do?" asked Pyth.
"We're walking the rest of the way."
"What? That's a lot of walking!" exclaimed Pyth.
"Well, deal with it."
The helicopter dropped them off two miles from the border by parachute. Once they landed, they needed to cut down Pyth, who'd gotten stuck in a tree. Pyth and Lyn headed off to the north, where the target factory was. Meanwhile, Fals and Jils left to the northwest. As they walked, they encountered small scattered reconnaissance parties, but they were all taken care of in less than twenty seconds.
It took them one day and one night for Fals and Jils to arrive at the front steps of the contact's house. Pyth and Lyn's objective, though, was a bit farther, and it took them a little under two days to arrive.
