O5-2 is walking fast down the hallway of Sector-X to her quarters flanked by two big Alpha-1 guardsmen. She dismisses them as she reaches her room. She swipes her card to reveal her room. It is a fairly large sleeping quarters with pale pink walls, a luxurious bathroom, a walk in closet with all her clothes in it, a California King sized bed with pink covers and blue pillows, and her little bear that she calls with its KN-95 mask and mini doctor's coat.
She has a jar of lollipops next to her bed on her nightstand and her favorite book Romeo and Juliet next to it. -2 takes off her medical coat and slip on shoes. She has an olive green wool sweater underneath and stockings with a skirt that goes slightly above her knees. She takes her linen pajamas out from her closet and hops in the shower.
Without her shoes on she is reduced by an inch to 5'1 just barely tall enough to reach her shampoo and soap hanging on the rack above her. She is very self-conscious about her height so she was thinking about wearing heels on her date with BULL. Or does he like short girls? She wonders to herself. She decides that she wants to look as presentable as possible so she goes with wearing heels, although she doesn't know how to walk in them. She gets out of the shower and dresses into her pajamas.
She is still a little giddy about her kiss with him so she plops down on her bed and sighs. For some reason she starts to think about BULL even more immediately dismissing the reason for that being
because she's laying down in her bed. "Get your head out of the clouds Cyn it's just a date nothing more." She tries to distract herself by reading Romeo and Juliet but that makes her think of him even more. -2 huffs and places her book back down. She claps twice and her clap on lights dim down as she drifts off to sleep.
BULL is transferred back to his barracks with NOMAD and YOUNGIN the next day. YOUNGIN welcomes him back with a bear hug as NOMAD waves still feeling guilty. BULL gets their attention by going to the middle of the room snapping his fingers. "Attention fellas I have an announcement to make," he tells his comrades.
"Tomorrow I have the pleasure of going on a date with our very own O5-2!" The two other men erupt with applause and praise giving him claps on the back and noogies to his scalp. "Did you ask her out or did she spring it on ya," YOUNGIN asks with interest. "I was laying down on the ICU bed and I wake up to see her all flustered, next thing I know she's asking me on a date to a Thai restaurant above ground."
NOMAD nods "That's great BULL I'm happy for you. On another note we have urban combat training today so get ready for that. I'm pretty sure that our next op is gonna take us somewhere in the Brazillian Favelas in Maré so we're gonna need this recap training." BULL pumps his fist, he really enjoys urban combat as it is his area of expertise. YOUNGIN only half hearing what NOMAD said, "So what're you gonna wear to make her think you know how to talk to women huh?" BULL ponders that for a bit, "I honestly have no clue. I was thinking I could wear something like a short sleeved black button-up with jeans or something but I have no clue about anything that has to do with fashion." YOUNGIN smiles deviously, "Don't worry man I gotchu. I have the perfect outfit." NOMAD interrupts, "Did we just forget about the training today or are we done talking about what BULL is going to wear?"
Fireteam Sparrow all gear up in their armor, backpacks, and weapons. Each operative has an AA-12 auto-shotgun, an M4A1-S carbine, a G-18 automatic-pistol, two flashbangs, and two fragmentation grenades. They all walk towards the simulator room in Sector-X.
The room is about the size of two football fields. It's probably one of the most advanced piece of technology that the foundation has access to. It can create realistic training exercises and simulate any environment as long as it exists. The technicians allowed in Sector-X created a Brazilian Favela sim for the RRT squad. The simulation can create enemies that shoot rubber bullets and go down like real human beings would if they were shot or taken down somehow.
This time they look like chaos insurgency infantry with their white camo pants, black flak-jackets, balaclavas, and helmets. Each infantryman carrying an AK-12 or RPD these troops are just the tip of the iceberg in the glacier of troop types the insurgency can deploy against the foundation.
Fireteam Sparrow positions itself atop a rooftop as the one minute countdown begins. Their mission is to assassinate a high ranking member of the Chaos Insurgency. A man by the name of Rico Chavez. He leads the Rio De Janeiro branch of the Chaos Insurgency. He is a short stubby man who looks like the classic weasel. They want him alive. BULL is looking around the field scoping out positions. He glances up at the spectator box to see O5-2 looking down flanked as usual by her Alpha-1 guardians. She waves at him as he gives her a quick wave.
The countdown ends and the Fireteam begins it's simulated mission. YOUNGIN being the best marksman of the team stays back on the roof and picks off some stray infantrymen. They are equipped with suppressed carbines so they can get the drop on the enemy. The holsters they have are all magnetic to make it easy to swap weapons.
BULL and NOMAD continue down the stairs as they hear the dropping of 2 bodies outside of the Favela house. An element of Mobile Task Force Beta-7 'Maz Hatters', Pi-1 'City Slickers', and Gamma-5 'Red Herrings' are accompanying them on the other side of the Favela. The MTFs objective is SCP-016, a biohazard Keter level SCP that essentially turns people into fish.
"Why are we letting MTF units accompany us again," NOMAD asks through the radio. BULL turns a corner and with his AA-12 blasts an infantryman three times, "This assignment is perfect for Beta-7 and Pi-1, and considering that we are in a public place as big as this Favela Gamma-5 helps with the anesthesia on the citizens."
BULL signals NOMAD to split at a two way intersection in the path. Two enemies turn a corner and engage NOMAD. NOMAD shoots one in the leg and then in the head. He uses the body as a shield as the other one opens fire. NOMAD using the body as a shield throws it at the enemy and drop kicks him in the chest. NOMAD recovers and pops him in the head with his carbine.
YOUNGIN is still sitting atop the roof picking off stragglers from BULL and NOMADs onslaught. He looks up at the vitals screen and sees two Beta-7 members down, one Pi-1 member down, and 4 Gamma-5 members down. Gamma-5 wasn't meant for high speed combat like Pi-1 was.
YOUNGIN hears the pounding of boots coming up the stairs behind him. He was the only member not to pack an AA-12 as he needed the versatility. He pulls out his G-18 and waits for the Chaos infantry to come up the stairs. I should have packed some C-4 and tripwire he tells himself. He makes a mental note. He sees a helmeted head poke up as he opens fire. He hits one square in the helmet as they tumble down the stairs. The team of infantrymen are going to be cautious now.
YOUNGIN pulls out a flashbang, pulls the pin, and tosses it down the stairs. As soon as he does that he pulls out a fragmentation grenade, he hears the flashbang go off, he pulls the pin on the grenade, flips the arming pin waiting for it to cook for 2 seconds, and tosses it. YOUNGIN holsters his carbine on his back and hops to the next rooftop in the Favela. He hears a muffled, "OH SHI-," followed by an explosion making the building collapse.
BULL hears the explosion from across the Favela near YOUNGINs position, "YOUNGIN what the hell was that?" BULL blasts another infantryman in the head, splattering the wall next to him. "Just a little speed bump in the form of a squad of chaos insurgency troops. Nothing I couldn't handle," YOUNGIN responds. "I have the building where the target is presumed to be in sight. Moving in. NOMAD what is your position," BULL says over the radio.
"I'm moving in with elements from Pi-1 and Beta-7, it seems like Gamma-5 have all been taken out. We're closing in on the objective," NOMAD responds. The objective is a non-descript warehouse allegedly where Rico Chavez and SCP-016 is being held. NOMAD and the other MTF members close in on the warehouse. One of the Pi-1 operatives pulls out a quad-copter drone that's about the
size of a flashcard. NOMAD watches as the operative flies it into the warehouse through one of the cracked skylights.
"I count 3 men by the front door all armed, 5 men above on the catwalks, 6 on the perimeter of the asset. Chavez seems to be in an office way in the back of the warehouse. There is a big guy guarding him outside the office. He seems to be barricaded inside. The front door looks about 1 inch thick, plywood. We can take down the three at the front through the door easily. Biggest concern is the guards on the catwalk," the drone pilot says. NOMAD is ruffling through his backpack, "Don't worry about the catwalk I got it. Just infiltrate through the front." NOMAD pulls out a grappling hook from his bag. He swings it around and tosses it up, hooking it onto the drainage pipe on the roof. "Wait for the rest of my team to get here and we will begin the entry," NOMAD says to the group. He begins to climb up to the roof.
BULL meets up with YOUNGIN down the street from the warehouse. YOUNGIN managed to clear the entire Favela of Chaos Insurgency troops. "Got your hook fella," YOUNGIN asks BULL. "Never leave without it," BULL says sarcastically. They get to the warehouse where the rest of Beta-7 and Pi-1 are.
"NOMAD you already up there," BULL asks through the radio. NOMAD pokes his head over the edge and gives them a thumbs up. YOUNGIN and BULL both take out their hooks and toss them onto the roof. They begin their ascent.
Fireteam Sparrow have all met up on the roof of the warehouse. They look down the skylight and see a big space with shipping crates scattered across it, like a maze. They give Beta-7 and Psi-1 the signal to infiltrate. The trio hear the alarmed infantry below dispatch two men to check out the front. "We're going in hot through the roof. YOUNGIN stay back and provide fire support. BULL you're with me," NOMAD says to the two men. He counts down with his hands, 3, 2, 1, NOW!
BULL and NOMAD knock out the glass from the skylight on the roof with their AA-12s and jump down onto the catwalk. The infantry on the catwalk begin to open fire on them. BULL bobs and weaves dodging the rubber bullets being shot at him. He opens fire on one of the men on the catwalk hitting him in the shoulder knocking him flat, then finishing him with a shot to the head. All the while one other infantryman was firing at him, albeit missing all his shots. BULL charges him while he is reloading his AK-12, stabbing him with his bowie knife in the stomach and then throwing him over the guardrail.
NOMAD is firing his carbine to the other side of the catwalk trying to take out the three other infantrymen. A trooper from below sees NOMAD and takes aim at him. NOMAD notices him too late, but is saved by YOUNGIN from above with two shots to the head. NOMAD gives him a thumbs up and goes back to work. He manages to hit one infantryman on the other side with a headshot. He takes aim at the other two but BULL is already there spraying both of them down simultaneously with his AA-12. Both men look down at the firefight below and jump off the catwalk to join it.
BULL lands on top of a woman shooting her point blank in the head with his G-18. He sees that the MTF team have taken down 3 of the 6 troops. BULL holsters his G-18 and whips out his M4A1-S. An infantryman turns the corner. BULL kicks him in the stomach making the trooper stumble back as he full-autos the infantryman peppering him with holes. "Report, everyone what is your status," NOMAD says over the universal comms. "We are all clear over here," the MTF team reports. "Can't see
anymore from up here," YOUNGIN responds. "I'm all fine here," BULL says. "Alright leave the asset recovery to Beta-7, or what remains of it," NOMAD says with a hint of resentment in his voice.
YOUNGIN jumps down the skylight into the maze, and Fireteam Sparrow link up with each other and weave their way through the maze of shipping containers to find Chavez's office. They are searching for about 5 minutes when they see the big burly guard in front of the door. When the guard spots them he opens up with a mounted Browning .50 cal machine gun.
"SHIT GET DOWN! That Pi-1 mongoloid never told me the caveman had a Browning!" NOMAD yells over the fire. "Do you need assistance with that or no?" They hear over the radio from an MTF member. "Find the asset! We'll deal with you later you incompetent pigs!" NOMAD yells over the radio.
The guard is still firing as Fireteam Sparrow are all behind cover. "YOUNGIN and BULL you guys flash him. I'll go around and surprise him." The duo nod and pull out their flash bangs. NOMAD gives them a signal to throw them.
They both chuck their flashes and NOMAD takes off to the left. They hear the guard roar in surprise as the fire stops. NOMAD tries to blow him away with his AA-12 but it refuses to fire. He tries with his M4A1 but that wont even work. His G-18 is the same story.
"DO ANY OF YOUR GUNS WORK FELLAS?" He yells over the radio. Both of them try but their guns just refuse to fire. "Must be a glitch in the simulation!" NOMAD groans over the radio, "Alright lets do this the hard way!"
NOMAD raises his fists letting the guard regain his vision. "I'm all about a fair fight you Neanderthal." The guard roars and charges NOMAD. He sidesteps and pops him with a jab in the cheek as he runs by. BULL and YOUNGIN are watching as this goes down. NOMAD charges the guard and goes in with a kick to the chest. This stumbles the guard for a second as NOMAD charges in again and slams him against a shipping crate. The guard has superior physical strength so he tosses NOMAD off him and rushes NOMAD again. NOMAD manages to recover and side kicks the guard in the face knocking him down flat. The guard tries to lift his head but NOMAD unsheathes his knife and uses the guards head as a spring board and launches himself. He spins while in the air and aims his throw. He throws his knife as it flies through the air. A split second later it buries itself in the guards neck with a spurt of blood coming out. NOMAD hunches over like an old man, "Jesus my back is killing me!" He pops it and turns to his team, "Lets find that bastard Chavez." The two other men are just staring at NOMAD in disbelief and shock. "Did that just happen?" BULL asks rhetorically.
Fireteam Sparrow walk up to the office door. They hear Chavez whimpering inside knowing that his inevitable doom is here. "I sure hope he babbles like that during the real operation, that shits funny to me." YOUNGIN says with glee.
NOMAD kicks down the door that was only being barricaded by a chair on the door handle. Chavez screams in terror, "PLEASE DONT TAKE ME! I'LL PAY YOU AS MUCH AS YOU WANT JUST LET ME GO!" NOMAD walks up to him and viciously slams his head against the desk. He doesn't stop as the side of his head is a pit of red. He uses all the force he has and finally slams Chavez's head against the desk breaking it and killing Chavez.