The armored high tech chopper landed out side the building, its blades spinning slower but not quite stopping. Inside, guns were attached to the walls, and seats lined the base. It was dimly lit with a red light that spilled over everything.
"Weapon Identification- Destroyer."
A feminine voice came from the device hooked to the gun he pulled off the wall. The man who had been batting looked at his operating gun and grinned at the huge machine gun he had been carrying.
"Weapon Identification- Duke."
"Weapon Identification- Striker." Nathaniel smirked as he sat down and put his gun in his lap.
"Weapon Identification- Goat." The religious man sat down with a feint smile on his lips.
"Weapon Identification- The Kid." The Kid sat next to Goat.
"Have you ever been through the Arc before?"
"Once. . ." Goat replied and patted The Kid on the shoulder lightly.
"Weapon Identification- The New Guy."
"What in the hell! What Kind of code name is THAT!" The nineteen-in-a-half year old Kristopher, or Kris, asked looking at Sarge. He shrugged.
"You can earn another."
"Weapon Identification- Mac."
Sasha boarded the craft, went to her gun and took it off the wall.
"Weapon Identification- Scope." She sighed and sat down.
"Weapon Identification- Sarge."
After removing his gun, he told Sasha to close the door. She got up to do so and was about to close it when John hoisted himself up into the chopper. She stared at him, a simple smile playing across her lips. Sarge looked at him and nodded.
"Weapon Identification- Reaper."
John took a seat next to Sasha. Everyone wore the same uniform of black, bullet proof vest, long-sleeved over-jacket, black cargo pants with large pockets with mines and small grenades. Then a pair of regular steel-toe combat boots with the pants ticked into them. Sasha had her black headband on over her forehead, and her long black hair was tied back into a high ponytail.
The helicopter blades took up speed and they began to lift into the air. Flying over the city, in no time they were in the outer limits of it; and in an open grassy area with lights lining the ground to guide the copter in.
They jumped out one by one onto the grass while the chopper was still in the air, only 5ft or so. The wind from the helicopter sent the grass rippling this way and that as it took to the sky above once more.
The team formed a 'V' formation behind the lights. In front of them on the ground was a concrete and steel platform.
A shrill noise cut through the air as the platform rose. It looked like a bulky 'I' made of concrete with metal doors for the vertical line of the letter. The doors opened to reveal a large elevator with no other option but down. Sarge signaled for them to enter.
The doors began to close. Nathaniel looked over at his sister who was fiddling around with her scope on her gun. She removed it, looked through it, then replaced it, then checked she had her ammunition.