June 1, 1962

Greetings Colonel Terrance,

It's has been decided due to an increasing concern of the potential biological warfare the Soviets or rouge groups might develop against us and our allies that a new mandate is to be initiated.

With the blessing of this office, the Department of the Army and ARPA have decided that the 1st Biological Warfare Command, code-name Blackwatch, is to be activated immediately.

Blackwatch's mission will be to protect America from biological attacks; as well as the research and development of biological weaponry for use against foreign powers.

After extensive search throughout our armed forces, it has been decided to appoint you as the leader of Blackwatch. You were chosen due to your dedication to this country and your experience, having been a veteran of WW2, the Korean War and your covert actions in the following years.

I will inform you that Blackwatch will operate as an independent black ops, meaning you will have full control of Blackwatch and its operations, but more importantly the public must not be aware of your existence unless the situation prevents this.

You are to immediately report to your new base within a week of this letter's arrival and begin recruiting personnel for your future operations.

Signed,

John F. Kennedy

President of the United States

I could not believe it. I just gotten stateside following a covert op in Vietnam and instead of taking a well-deserved break, I now have to report to a new posting. Though on the one hand, being in charge of my own black ops unit with almost unlimited control was something only few in the army could dream of achieving, but I been in this game long enough to know that at the first sign of something going wrong, the unit will get terminated, literally in most cases.

Either way, doesn't matter now. Orders are orders. I will do the best I can for my country and the rest of the free world.

I guess I should formally introduce myself. The name's Jacob Terrance and I am a Colonel in the United States Armed Forces. I am 39 years old, at least I think I am since I don't know when my real birthday, or my real name for that matter, is. I was abandoned as a baby on the doorstep of an orphanage in New York. My birthday being declared on the same day I was found, November 30, 1923. I was given the name Jacob Terrance at random.

Growing up in the orphanage was tough and we barely had food on some days but unlike other orphanages, the caretaker, Ms. Jansen, actually treated us right. In school, I was in general average except in physical education, especially when it came to boxing, where I was a good fighter. But where I really excelled was in speaking. Not only was I really good at learning new languages but also very charismatic; and apparently also able to lie very well if the few times I did to Ms. Jansen was any indication. I was actually thinking of going to a college to study to be a lawyer.

But any dreams of going to college were dashed on December 7, 1941 when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor. The next day, I enlisted in the army. Basic Training was tough was I able to pass without problems.

During the build-up to Operation Overlord, I was originally shuffled around between Great Britain and the Soviet Union due to being able to speak French, Russian and German.

Regarding how I got along with them, well; While I got along well with British forces, the same could not be said with the Russians. Sufficing to say that it was a miracle that there was not an international incident and I got away safely, but to this day, I don't trust any Russian. In the end, I was assigned to work with the British forces.

When Overlord finally began in June 6, 1944; I was there on the beach with a squad composed of American, British and French soldiers. Those days were the most intense ones I ever experienced; especially my first kills.

For the rest of the war, I was either fighting on the front lines with my squad, translating documents or translating for captured prisoners that were being interrogated. I was made into the squad's primary liaison officer.

One event occurred during the final weeks of the war was when my squad was assigned to the US Army group in charge of taking Augsburg from Nazi forces. I was separated from my squad and while trying to find them, I found a bunker door that was hidden by some debris that was moved due to the explosions near it.

An abandoned, but small laboratory that looked ransacked but already had a lot of dust. I searched the lab for a few minutes but when I heard explosions from the outside that made the lab shake, I decided to get out of there but not before grabbing what looked like a book that was on the floor. Later, I investigated the book and saw it was filled with what I could basically understand were biology terms and equations in German. The only noticeable thing about it was the name of the possible writer in the first page, a Josef Reinstein. I kept the book to myself and later left it at my small housing I had back in the States just in case I could translate it later.

By the end of the war, I had been promoted to the rank of Master Sergeant. When offered the chance of staying in the army or leaving. I decided to stay in the army but also signup for officer candidate school to become a commissioned officer. By the end of it, I graduated with the rank of second lieutenant.

For the Korean War, it was mostly the same as in WW2 but more covert and helping the South Koreans against their northern neighbors while on loan to the CIA, making me into an actual spook due to my ways of talking. By the end of the war, I had been promoted to the rank of Major.

Following the Korean War, I kept doing missions against the Soviet Union and the Chinese, either on the orders of the US Army or the CIA. By 1962, I had managed to achieve the rank of Colonel.

I decided to check out the files I was sent regarding the base I am going to take over. Apparently, it was an old base that was decommissioned a year after WW2 ended and for the last few months has been brought back to function in preparation for Blackwatch. According to the files, the base's location was in: Northern Montana