Chapter 4

7:24 PM. The bright spotlights switched on, and dusted over the large landing zone. The sky was painted in a red and pink hue, as the sun continued to fade off into the West. The sound of a helicopter's rotor blades whirred in the distance, gradually getting closer. The soldiers on the ground scrambled about, preparing for landing and accomidations. Jerhico stood at the edge of the helipad, with a cigarette slowly burning in his mouth, and a thick dossier held within his fingerless black gloves. He flipped through a few pages, bringing himself back up to speed on his unit.

" 701 SQUAD. CLASSIFIED INFORMATION. LEVEL 1 CLEARANCE REQUIRED." Was stamped over the front of the brown folder. Only the team leader, and upper level managment in the company, had access to files this secure.

A picture is posted on the second page of a man in his mid-late 30's. Black hair, brown eyes, and a lanky build. His face is free of any signs of aging, except for the smile lines on either side of his mouth.

Name: Shawn

Rank: Major

Serial No. 339610

Age: 38

Height: 5"10

Blood Type?

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Current contract: 2 years service, 7'200'000 (Euro funds)

Report: The organization has placed Shawn under Class B. research. His ability to communicate with the spirits of the dead as a mediator, has yet to be fully studied. Former IRA Militant. A good soldier, and capable of following orders. Second in command of the 701 squad. Specializes in assault weapons, non lethal combat, administration, and communication skills. An egnigmatic physical specimen. Many tests have concluded a different set of DNA within his body that is not found in any other subjects.

On the second page is a picture of a woman, about late 20's. Short, red hair cut about chin length. Green eyes, and an excellent facial structure making her appear very attractive.

Name: Gina

Rank: Luitenant

Serial No. 791250

Age: 28

Height: 5"8

Blood type: AB

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Current contract: 4 years service 3'760'000 (American funds)

Report: Former Marine Reconasseince, 26th Division. Decorated for bravery on several occasions during operation Desert Storm. Medals including, 2 purple hearts, 2 bronze stars, 1 silver star, and reccomended for the congretional medal of honour on 2 seperate occasions. Specializes in sniping, unarmed CQB, vehicle operations, extreme enviroment survival, and quick situation assessment. A sharpe mind, and able body. No rebellion towards authority ever reported.

Jerhico flipped to the third page to find the next member. A picture of a latino man in his early 40's was posted. With close cropped black hair, and black eyes to match. He also seemed to have a fairly large build.

Name: Marquez

Rank: Seargant

Serial No. 918363

Age: 41

Height: 6"4

Blood type: O Positive

Ethnicity: Latin American

Current contract: 2 years service, 1'450'000 (American funds)

Report: Former Navy Seal. Has 22 years of combat experience, and some requirments for leadership, and an excellent team player. However he has a constant problem with authority, and needs to be handled firmly to avoid conflict in the chain of command. Specializes in demolition, heavy weapons, computers, equipment dispersal, and organization. He is a victem of OCD, and has been the recipient of many violations, and disciplinary actions.

The thundering helicopter, is nearing it's approach for landing, as the sun is almost completely set. Jerhico tosses another page over, and sees the picture of the next member. A young man in his mid 20's with long blonde hair tied in a pony tail and blue eyes. His eyes however have no sparkle or hint of a soul, as they emit a piercing gaze that would unnerve most people.

Name: Conner

Rank: Seargant

Serial No. 587106

Age: 25

Height: 6"0

Blood type: A

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Current contract: 6 years service, 7'120'000 (Euro funds)

Report: Former MI6 operative. Was striving for 00 agent status, however his severe emotional and psychological instability, had him honourably dismissed from Her Majesty's Secret Service. Specializes in stealth operations, information gathering, knives, armed and unarmed CQB, problem solving, tracking, and cleanup operations. His body was enhanced through gene therapy, allowing him to see 20/10, hear high pitched noises beyond what the average human cannot pick up, move faster and more agile than most humans, and has incredible reflexes. Some of his modified genes have been extracted, and are currently under extensive research.

The chopper, was now circling overhead, awaiting clearance for landing from the control tower, as Jerhico glanced over the last page briefly. His picture was pasted at the top, and his professional profile noted below like the others.

Name: Jerhico

Rank: Colonel

Serial No. 672015

Age: 36

Height: 6"2

Blood type: B Negative

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Current Contract: 2 years service, (Renewable after expiration) 22'450'000 (Euro funds)

Report: The current leader of the 701 squad. Jerhico joined IRA Blackops at the age of 19, and made the rank of Colonel by 23. He has an impressive track record behind him, carrying a reputation for being cool and calm in most high risk combat situations. Moved to the United States at age 25, and was accepted into the CIA shortly there after. Rising quickly in the ranks, he was top level by the age of 32. He specializes in firearms of all types, unarmed CQB, leadership, strategy, public relations, interrogations, clean up operations, demolitions, knives, intitiative, information gathering, computers, and high profile/high risk operations. After a scandal was pinned on Jerhico involving Umbrella, he vanished from site, and thwarted many attempts on his life by CIA and MI6 operatives. He runs a tight ship, using only hand picked soldiers for his often sensative missions.

The landing gear on the HIND-D chopper made contact with the pavement, as Jerhico finished reading his documents. He spat out his smoke, and began walking at a steady pace towards the helicopter. The armoured door slid open, and the team jumped out of the aircraft quickly and stood in formation in front of their commander. "The 701 squad is ready to rock on roll at the drop of a hat sir!" Stated Shawn with a cheery Irish tone, and respectful salute. "At ease troops, and cut the formal faggot bullshit. We are family." Replied Jerhico sarcasticly, and obviously thrilled to see his team. He immeadiatly embraced Shawn warmly. He was much more intimate with him than the rest of his men, for he was his only surviving brother, and blood relative for that matter.

The other grunts that had been preparing for the team's arrival, kicked into action. They climbed aboard the chopper, and began unloading the squad's weapons and equipment. The blades above the helicopter came to a slow stop after a few moments, and the pilot disembarked, and headed towards the control tower to give his report, and check list. "So what's the game plan this time around Jerry?" Asked Gina, eager to jump into action. Jerhico slung his arm over his brother's shoulder and led the team back towards the base. "You'll all be briefed shortly... But for God's sake, let's have a few drinks first." Retorted the team leader happily. Everyone cheered and rooted at the idea. It was always their custom to have a gathering and party before every mission if time allowed. The unit was so close with each other, they always wanted to make sure they said what they had to say. Cause any mission could be their last.