Disclaimer: I don't own anything (sigh).
Gundam Wing: A New Threat
By: timaru2003 (Revised by HeeroYuy1995, a.k.a. Matt-chan)
Chapter 20
Rumble in the Jungle.
Fighting Words - A Poem Taken from Soldier Of Fortune Magazine. March 2005 Issue
You Media pansies may squeal and may squirm
But a fightin' man knows that the way to confirm,
A terrorist bastard truly dead,
Is a brain-tappin' round fired into his head.
To hell with some wienie with journalist degree
Safe from the combat, tryin' to tell me,
I should check him for breathin' - examine his eyes.
Nope, I'm punchin' his ticket to Muj paradise.
To hell with you wimps from your Ivy League schools,
Sittin' safe from the war while makin' up rules
And preachin' to me your wrong-headed contention
That I should observe the Geneva Convention,
Which doesn't apply to terrorist scum
So evil and cruel their own people run from
These cold-blooded killers who love to behead.
So, hell with "Geneva": I'm leavin' 'em dead.
You slick talking heads may preach, preen, and prattle,
But you're damn well not here in the thick of the battle.
It's chaotic, confusin' it all comes at you fast,
So it's MUJ checkin' out, 'cause I'm going to last
Yeah, I'll last through this fight and send him away
To his mythical virgins while I fight one more day.
If you journalists wienies think that's cold, cruel and crass,
Then pucker up sweeties, kiss your fightin' man's ass.
L/Cpl Rudyard Kipling, Jr.
Political Education Camp 13 – Songnim, North Korea
Tim was peering though the dark gray of his Barrett's Thermal Scope at the lone guard that was supposed to be guarding the side entrance. However, it appeared that the sandman had come and gone through there already, He was fast asleep. Not that he blamed him, it was a dark night and quite warm. The collar on Tim's new Specter Armor still hadn't softened yet, so it kept him wide awake under the ghillie suit that concealed his form about 500 yards from sleeping beauty.
The Specter-Armor was the replacement for the Specter-Suit that Q had designed.It was patterned over the sneak suit that Matt and the others wore, but was made form a entirely new material mix. A combination of Kevlar, Space age polymers, and some ingenuity had come up with a material that had the strength of gundanium when compressed, such as when a bullet struck it, but as pliable as cotton when worn. It even weighed less than any body armor on the planet. Heck, it was fully sealed against vacuum- slap on a respirator and helmet and you had a space suit. The only drawbacks were that it had no strength enhancement system and couldn't fly. And there was no active cloak, but the suit did come in a series of pre-made camo patterns, so that wasn't a big concern.
The whole reason that he was sitting there, in the middle of Red Korean Territory, possibly farther than any American had gone north since the Korean War was that the Team was recovering one of their own…
Preventers Headquarters – Brussels, Belgium
2 Weeks Ago
"This is insane, crazy, It's, it's, fucking nuts!" yelled a suddenly pissed off Relena Peacecraft-Miranda. "He's my husband and I deserve to know at least where he is!"
The person that this tirade was directed at was none other than Col. Une of the Preventers who at the moment was looking as almost surprised as everyone else in the room at Relena's outburst. The whole cause to this was that Matthew, who had been MIA for a few months, has been found in the middle of a N. Korean Prison compound.
Of course the second the info reached them, the whole team had began an immediate extraction mission of their missing leader. They had gotten as far as Tim sitting in his rebuilt Gundam Janus, at the end of the runway on Myth Island when word came down that the UESN had decided to negotiate. None of this had been relayed to Relena so when the team broke the news to her, it was for the lack of a better word - ugly.
The UESN had decided to go through the negotiation process when the North had threatened a severe retaliation for any rescue attempt that was backed by the UN. While not the most welcome news, the team had decided to let them go through the whole process. However, When the North had demanded the use of a 3rd party of their choosing to conduct the negotiations, the whole team had gone on alert. The third party was a shadowy media organization that was known for killing politicians careers and had no idea what confidential was.
In fact when Relena had announced her decision to leave the post of Vice-Foreign Minister, a news team from this organization had breached security one night at the Peacecraft Mansion trying to get an "Inside Look" at Relena's love life. Luckily Matt and Relena were not there, and the team was apprehended by a mad Heero and Amy. The question of why they were there was never answered.
Another reason that the team went on high alert was that the executive officer of the organization was an ex-P3 Perfect Peace People officer and was known for a major anti-Gundam stance. So when information started to slow down on how the negotiations were preceding, the team decided to pursue "aggressive" negotiations. The operation was a simple smash and grab, if a highly illegal smash and grab. The only persons privy to the mission were the AGT - who was on the ground, the OGT - which was providing mobile suit support from orbit from the USS Titan, Fred Dannon, and John Clark – who's Rainbow team would be utilized if anyone was captured, or the mission was aborted. Relena was kept out of the loop so that if there was any backlash, it wouldn't fall on her. Col. Une was most definitely kept in the dark; the team didn't need the Preventers trying to stop them.
Launching the mission from Howard's Platform in the South China Sea, the team flew into the country in a MV-22 Osprey that had been acquired from a growing collection of aircraft that Tim was beginning to grow. The insertion went well enough, and leaving the Osprey at the Landing zone, the entire team moved to their assigned positions.
The present…
The camp was shaped like a pyramid, with a gate on each wall, and a tower at each point. At each gate there was a single guard, like sleeping beauty. Tim was monitoring one gate, with Cassandra and Jason each watching one of the other ones. The plan was for each of them to drop the guards at the gates, after which the rest of the team would enter and clear out the rest of the guards. Cassandra and Jason would also go in, while Tim retreated to the Osprey and brought it in for a dust off. In theory, the whole operation should take less than five minutes, but they were ready for anything.
"Specter to big mouth… Specter to Big Mouth… Come in over," Tim radioed Jason.
"Hello, this is Jason, I'm not home right now, I'm out saving the world, so please leave a message," came the ever witty reply.
"Hey, this is Specter, just letting you know we are T-minus two minutes to lighting off the fireworks, so I hope that the communication antennas are ready to blow. Call me." Tim answered, using the mirth of the call to hide his nervousness. Even though he had been training like a madman to get back on game, he still felt a bit unready. But there was no time for that.
"Sister Girl, this is Specter, how do you read?" Tim called, contacting Cassandra, who was actually leading the raid… Matthew would be so proud for this.
"Read loud and clear, Siterep situation report over," she came back.
"Still quiet, I still read just fifteen personnel on site, which has me bothered. Other than that, I say we are go to commence operations," Tim reported back.
"Roger that, all teams, we are go for ops, snipers hot. This is just like we practiced, so no mistakes," replied Cassandra.
"Roger," said Savanna who was teamed with Cassandra, which was team 1.
"Bring it on," Jason and Amy said, who where team 2.
"'bout time, we were ready an hour ago," came a strained reply from Trela, who was teamed with Nikita, who were making up team 3.
"Roger, on my mark, the guards on the ground then the guards in the towers," ordered Cassandra, who was getting the leader thing down pat.
"Mark," Came over the radio.
Tim sighted on his target and as soon as he had him locked up; he pulled the trigger and felt the rifle kick with a loud snap, even with the silencer and subsonic ammo. The guards in the towers fell just a quickly.
"Specter here, all guards neutralized, no hostiles detected." Tim reported
"Roger, all teams go, Specter fetch the chariot," Cassandra ordered.
"Moving," Tim curtly replied, even as he heard Trela and Nikita moved from behind him as he began to move to the Osprey.
"Team 3 here, Barracks secure, moving to second objective." came over the radio as Tim powered up the osprey. The tilt-rotor aircraft was the perfect machine for this mission, perfect for getting in and out of tight spots with a minimum of hassle.
" Team 2 here, we've discovered a active gate room, it appears to have been used recently, awaiting instructions." Amy's voice came over Cassandra's headset as she finished off the last guard that was guarding the prison block, where she hoped her brother was.
" Roger that, shut it down and grab the hard drives to the computers, they should tell us where it has been used." she replied as she applied a breaching charge to the last door that led to the main cell block as Savanna covered her.
" Confirmed." came the quick reply.