01-04-2015, 08:57 PM
A Dark Operations helicopter darted across the stars. Cold, deadly mountains were the terrain far below, and above, distant starlight their only map for orientation. Its occupants were four military, not including the two pilots, and one apparent civilian....
They landed near a heavy gate, one which guarded the only passage in and out of the cityscape beyond. The blades whipped cold air onto the face of that 'civilian' as he disembarked. Immediately, he curled a black mask down his face. The eye-pieces were lit from within, and his clothing was laced with numerous state-of-the-art technologies. Yet he was all but hidden from sight, donned in full black gear as he was.
The gate was opened at their approach. Beyond a car waited on the other side to drive him into the heart of the city. But first, an officer stopped him on the way.
"Final communications check?"
"Affirmed," he replied.
"Locator check?"
"Affirmed," he replied.
He began to go, but the captain stopped him again. "Sir, are you sure you do not wish to take at least a pistol?"
The man, a shade blacker than the surrounding darkness, turned to gaze upon the officer. "I have all the weapons I need, captain. Besides, I will be closely watched."
He sprinted toward the waiting trucks and officially disappeared behind the confining walls of the closed city of Sarkovo.
Edited by Ascendancy, Jan 4 2015, 10:08 PM.
They landed near a heavy gate, one which guarded the only passage in and out of the cityscape beyond. The blades whipped cold air onto the face of that 'civilian' as he disembarked. Immediately, he curled a black mask down his face. The eye-pieces were lit from within, and his clothing was laced with numerous state-of-the-art technologies. Yet he was all but hidden from sight, donned in full black gear as he was.
The gate was opened at their approach. Beyond a car waited on the other side to drive him into the heart of the city. But first, an officer stopped him on the way.
"Final communications check?"
"Affirmed," he replied.
"Locator check?"
"Affirmed," he replied.
He began to go, but the captain stopped him again. "Sir, are you sure you do not wish to take at least a pistol?"
The man, a shade blacker than the surrounding darkness, turned to gaze upon the officer. "I have all the weapons I need, captain. Besides, I will be closely watched."
He sprinted toward the waiting trucks and officially disappeared behind the confining walls of the closed city of Sarkovo.
Edited by Ascendancy, Jan 4 2015, 10:08 PM.