NationStates Jolt Archive

Finished with the cut for the time being, Iliyakim looked up at Cougar.

"What of myself and Tylas?"

Cougar took another file,"Search and destroy. This missile site has been giving our air forces trouble for a few weeks now, we need it taken out. Same layout as the others, you can only have what you take with you. We'll supply some C4 and detonators"

"Very well." The Drow took the file. "How long do we have until we leave?"

Iliyakim wanted to try and repair Inthuul...but if he didn't have enough time, he would be forced to leave the Thalack behind.

Cougar could tell that Iliyakim wanted to repair his friend, and decided to alter the plan slightly,"You have thirty six hours until you leave"

Iliyakim nods. "We will be ready by then."

One way or another, I suppose.

He took the file and guestured to Tylas, giving it to the other to read while he attempted to repair his Thalack.

"Word to the wise though, those missile launchers are mobile launchers. They can move up to ten klicks a night in this kind of terrain, we'll supply you with as much intel as we can, but it's going to be more difficult to pinpoint them"

"It is not garunteed that I will be able to repair my Thalack. If this delay causes conflict with the mission, I will leave Inthuul here, and try to remember what it is to soldier without him."

"You have the chance to try. At least take it"

Iliyakim nods, focusing on his task.

After a couple of hours (and many burns and cuts), Iliyakim deactivates his glider and stands.

"I haven't the means here to repair him."

Wolf looked at him,"Is there anything we can do?"

"Not without risking death. The only reason I survived that is it's in his core programming to not attack me. One of the ingredients in the paint-mix must have a reaction with a spell component that keeps him running, or one of the few mechanical parts he has. If and when we get back to base, I'll be able to repair him...the tools are with my belongings there."

He tossed the soda-can sized cylinder to her.

"We can be ready to go in two hours. I would be grateful if you would safeguard him for me...but on your life, Captain, do not activate him...and do not allow him to be activated."

Wolf caught the cylinder smoothly, and nodded,"You have my word"

Iliyakim read through the file as quickly as he could...an hour, seeing that written Common was not his best understood language.

He then took his pistol and rifle, then looked at the blocks of explosive material at his feet...supposedly for cooking with, save they hadn't. Shrugging, he picked them up and packed them.

Change of clothes, etc, etc...and food. He checked that Tylas was packed, and then reported to Cougar.

"We are ready."

"48 hours. See you then"

Iliyakim has ascertained both the easiest and stealthiest roads.

For about an hour, he lead Tylas on the former, but during the last 15 K, he lead him on the latter.

"We get in, we blow stuff up, and we get out. You get in trouble, you call me, got it? If I get in trouble, and you don't know what to do, leave and get out. Am I understood? Do not jeapordize the mission."

OOC: Who's left to team up with?

snip "What kind of information are you looking for?" Fen asked, "Troop numbers, weapons, or just a general summery?"

Jason decided to ask a question rather than mess up.

"When you say we have no long range surveilance, you mean we aren't going to be equiped with it by you, or do you mean we won't be able to use it as a condition of the task? My glasses allow me a 15X zoom and I have some one-way radio rounds as well. If I can't use them, I'll disable the zoom, and hand the rounds over to you now."

ooc: What time is it at the camp? I want to know whether it is a night mission or a day mission.

Iliyakim has ascertained both the easiest and stealthiest roads.

For about an hour, he lead Tylas on the former, but during the last 15 K, he lead him on the latter.

"We get in, we blow stuff up, and we get out. You get in trouble, you call me, got it? If I get in trouble, and you don't know what to do, leave and get out. Am I understood? Do not jeapordize the mission."

"No problem.. I don't usually leave a comrade behind, but if its for the good of the mission..." he paused then added "and I hope you do the exact same with me. We both know what we have to do if things get too shaky. We just have to hope they dont happen."

The problem was, he already had a gut feeling in his stomach that something bad probably would happen. But then, he didnt come here to have an easy life, did he?

He looked to Illyakim after they had been walking a while longer.

"I know this isn't the slowest paced mission, but we should probably do just a little bit of surveillence before we infiltrate the target, just so we know just exactly what we're up against.....as long as they arent moving. If they are, then we'll just have to chance it and get in and out fast."

OOC: SE, there are armed guards with the targets right?

Aldaris was suitably confused by this turn of events, they were already being sent on missions, he understood in abstract, but the only person he would really have trusted at his back was already gone, as were the next best choices, looks like it was Trafa or Zarbus for him, not his first choices by a long shot, but better in his opinion than the screwy pair from Rome, so looks like Trafa it was...

Aldaris approached the Outer Heaven Recruit and said "Looks like its just us and the Romans left, wanna team up?"

He looked to Illyakim after they had been walking a while longer.

"I know this isn't the slowest paced mission, but we should probably do just a little bit of surveillence before we infiltrate the target, just so we know just exactly what we're up against.....as long as they arent moving. If they are, then we'll just have to chance it and get in and out fast."

OOC: SE, there are armed guards with the targets right?
"Naturally. Why else do we move through brush now, when the road goes on? I also am prepared for surveillence. This is a Vel'xunyrr...very tiny...very effective." He held out a small cylinder, nor even the size of his little finger.

"I only brought the one. Aside from that, we have schematics on this building. Rough...but effective."

OOC: I thought we were after the missile launchers, which were mobile...or are we just being sent to blow the whole base up? (either works for me)

OOC: The launchers ARE mobile...but I thought they had a base. *Poke* SE...freaking explain the mission thoroughly when you hand it out, okay?

<snip>
OOC: Sorry, my bad :(. Let me clarify for you both. The launchers have a comm network, linked to this main base. It provides them with targeting data for their missiles. Take out the base, and you effectively disable the launchers. And TCO, yes, there are armed guards at this place. Considering you have 48 hours, eliminating the base is a good start, but they may have intel as to the launchers next location....

<snip>
OOC: Currently, it is late evening.
"Don't use long range survellience, you can gain much more effective intel from actually overhearing conversations at close range. Infiltrate the main base, and gain as much intel as you can. WHo else is left?"

OOC: Sorry, my bad :(. Let me clarify for you both. The launchers have a comm network, linked to this main base. It provides them with targeting data for their missiles. Take out the base, and you effectively disable the launchers. And TCO, yes, there are armed guards at this place. Considering you have 48 hours, eliminating the base is a good start, but they may have intel as to the launchers next location....


OOC: Currently, it is late evening.
"Don't use long range survellience, you can gain much more effective intel from actually overhearing conversations at close range. Infiltrate the main base, and gain as much intel as you can. WHo else is left?"


alright, thanks its all clearer to me now

After both of the Roman's searching. They found the group. The walked over to see what they have missed.

Jason nodded.

"and as fen pointed out, what type of intel do you need from the base."

"Don't use long range survellience, you can gain much more effective intel from actually overhearing conversations at close range. Infiltrate the main base, and gain as much intel as you can. WHo else is left?"

"Me, Trafa, Whats-his-name, and the two Romans, I think that's everybody Sir."

Iliyakim stopped Tylas within half a mile of the building (OOC: roughly a kilometer, for us non-Americans that use a nice logical system...), and tossed the cylinder, which became a 'sparrow' and flew off.

"There is likely information we will need within that building, to find the mobile units. My Vel'xunyrr will determine the best point of entrance. We move with complete stealth. Since we're destroying the building directly after we get the information, I don't think Cougar would mind deaths should they be warranted...so long as they're stealthy."

"good to know" Tylas replied. "Now, how much of a window do you think I should leave before I arm the detonators?

"Impossible to know. Set it for manual detonation. We will each have a detonator...as a failsafe."

Jason nodded.

"and as fen pointed out, what type of intel do you need from the base."

"What don't you understand about the word 'anything'?"

"Sorry sir, we were just wondering if there were any areas you wanted focused on." Fen replied, "But we understand now."

Turning to Jason, he said in a lowish voice, "Let's head out."

Jason nodded. he turned to follow Fen.

He un loaded his rifle clip. He wouldn't be needing bullets per se, he would load some special bullets in there. Imobilizer rounds and knock out rounds. He left the pistol back at his tent.

"Want to take point?" Fen asked as he prepped himself, dealing with gear ect.

ooc: I'm guessing point means lead the way? If not, correct me.

"Sure." Jason replied. He had changed into his Black Ops suit and began walking toward the vicinity of the base they were to infiltrate.

When at the base, Jason stayed hidden in a thick area of trees, the base in view of him and Fen. (sorry if that's a little GMing)

"So," Jason said "Where's the best point of entry?"

"We should scout the outskirts, map patrol time and figure out where the 'weak' point is in thier sentry lines." Fen replied

ooc: Take point = take the lead

ooc: YES! I WAS RIGHT!

"Agreed." Jason said. He turned on the watch's camera scanner. It wouldn't pick anything up this far away, but would point out cameras he was almost within sight of.

He zoomed in on the base to get a better observation.

Fen waited as Jason surveyed.

ooc: YES! I WAS RIGHT!

"Agreed." Jason said. He turned on the watch's camera scanner. It wouldn't pick anything up this far away, but would point out cameras he was almost within sight of.

He zoomed in on the base to get a better observation.
OOC: DOn't get too excited, that's basic stuff.

Aldaris was suitably confused by this turn of events, they were already being sent on missions, he understood in abstract, but the only person he would really have trusted at his back was already gone, as were the next best choices, looks like it was Trafa or Zarbus for him, not his first choices by a long shot, but better in his opinion than the screwy pair from Rome, so looks like Trafa it was...

Aldaris approached the Outer Heaven Recruit and said "Looks like its just us and the Romans left, wanna team up?"

Trafa looked up and grinned.

"Sure thing. Zarbus prefers solitary missions anywho, he's been trained to."

Zarbus just sat with his back to Aldaris, smoking some leaves (Just imagine a cigarette made out of leaves).

Trafa stood up.

"What do you specialise in?"

Trafa looked up and grinned.

"Sure thing. Zarbus prefers solitary missions anywho, he's been trained to."

Zarbus just sat with his back to Aldaris, smoking some leaves (Just imagine a cigarette made out of leaves).

Trafa stood up.

"What do you specialise in?"

"Stealth, assasination and melee combat, as a third level Dark Templar I can sense emotions to a goodly range, and thoughts at a much shorter one, I have the ability to blend in to my surroundings by clouding the perceptions of those around me, I have limited telekinetic skills, bordering on none, and very little skill with ranged weapons."

"Sir." Asked Bhakta, "What are our classmates doing. They all scattering."

"It is strange, Bhakta." replied Deokumar.

"Should we ask one of them, sir"

"Go ask the big person from Mini Miehm?"

"Understood."

Under Deokumar's order, Bhakta went over to ask the guy from Mini Miehm. What the hell is the class doing.

"Sir." Asked Bhakta, "What are our classmates doing. They all scattering."

"It is strange, Bhakta." replied Deokumar.

"Should we ask one of them, sir"

"Go ask the big person from Mini Miehm?"

"Understood."

Under Deokumar's order, Bhakta went over to ask the guy from Mini Miehm. What the hell is the class doing.

Aldaris turned to address the smaller human, "The Colonel is assigning us missions and we are teaming up to complete those missions, Iliyakim, Jason, Fen, and Tylas are all gone already, Trafa and I will be leaving as soon as we have a mission."

ooc: SE, you are going to play the various bases and stuff, correct?

IC:

Jason looked up. "One of us is going to have to get in close. I can't see any enterance except for the front door, the windows near the top of the building, and the vent on the roof." he paused. "What do you think?"

Aldaris turned to address the smaller human, "The Colonel is assigning us missions and we are teaming up to complete those missions, Iliyakim, Jason, Fen, and Tylas are all gone already, Trafa and I will be leaving as soon as we have a mission."

"So, what team are we, Deokumar and I, on?" asked Bhakta looking up high.

ooc: SE, you are going to play the various bases and stuff, correct?

IC:

Jason looked up. "One of us is going to have to get in close. I can't see any enterance except for the front door, the windows near the top of the building, and the vent on the roof." he paused. "What do you think?"
OOC: If I were, then what you just did was a GM of epic proportions

OOC: If I were, then what you just did was a GM of epic proportions

ooc: Yes it was. If you post a completely different description of what I'm looking at, I'll snip the post.

"So, what team are we, Deokumar and I, on?" asked Bhakta looking up high.

"I do not know, team up with whoever you wish as far as I care."

The base camps for all the teams were subtley different. For Iliyakim and his companion, it consisted of a number of tents, arrayed around a central post, from which a large antenna protuded from the roof. People could be seen walking around, and a number of vehicles were located nearby. This place could be collapsed instantly and moved at a moments notice.

The other camp was larger, more people, and equipment. An ammo dump was located on the far western side, and the tents were more spread out. A number of armoured vehicles were also scattered around.

The 'sparrow' returned to Iliyakim, and cheebled a bit.

Normally, Inthuul was the one to translate it, so the Drow had to listen carefully to understand the variations of its cheeblings.

"We wait until sundown...just you, it might be fine...but I look nothing like a human."

"Jason, how good are you at sneaking?" Fen asked

"Jason, how good are you at sneaking?" Fen asked

"I'm good. It's one of the things I learned by myself. I can be practicly invisible if I need to."

"Then do you want to take scout work, while I take oversight?" Fen asked

"So could Deokumar and I join your team?" asked Bhakta to Aldaris.

"So could Deokumar and I join your team?" asked Bhakta to Aldaris.

"I believe the teams are supposed to be only one or two people in size."

"Hmm..then, I will have to join with my superior, Master Sergeant Deokumar."
said Bhakta, "Who are you teamed up with? If you don't have a team, our team's door is open."

"Hmm..then, I will have to join with my superior, Master Sergeant Deokumar."
said Bhakta, "Who are you teamed up with? If you don't have a team, our team's door is open."

"I already told you I was working with Trafa."

"I already told you I was working with Trafa."

" I understand. I must have not listened correctly. I apologize. Thank You. So what is our mission now!"

After that conversation, Bhakta walked back to Deokumar and explained the situation.

"Then do you want to take scout work, while I take oversight?" Fen asked

"Sure"

ooc: SE, now would be a good time to RP the base soldiers and stuff.

"Pass me your scope then." Fen said as he settled down to prepare to provide overwatch.

Trafa shook his head.

"Odd, aren't they?"

Standing, Trafa dusted himself off, and nodded at Cougar.

"We might as well get going then."

"Sure"

ooc: SE, now would be a good time to RP the base soldiers and stuff.
OOC: DON'T tell me what to do, because I am well aware of it. I was away last night, alright! I can't do everything at once

The 'sparrow' returned to Iliyakim, and cheebled a bit.

Normally, Inthuul was the one to translate it, so the Drow had to listen carefully to understand the variations of its cheeblings.

"We wait until sundown...just you, it might be fine...but I look nothing like a human."


"agreed"

Meanwhile, the Drow started mixing a sort of dye for his hair, out of tree bark and a type of berry.

His hair would either be black or deep purple after it was applied...but still less visible than the stark white it was naturally.

"We approach from the southwest. The forest extends closest to the camp at that point. Likely, the guard will be higher and the cover sparser for what distance remains, but that should be easily taken care of. Until dark, we lie low."

Meanwhile, the Drow started mixing a sort of die for his hair, out of tree bark and a type of berry.

His hair would either be black or deep purple after applied...but still less visible than the stark white it was naturally.

"We approach from the southwest. The forest extends closest to the camp at that point. Likely, the guard will be higher and the cover sparser for what distance remains, but that should be easily taken care of. Until dark, we lie low."

with his incredibly tan skin and jet black hair, Tylas didnt need to do anything like what Illyakim was doing(his black stealth suit helped as well) but he nodded and checked his weapons, making sure they were all in working order, in case a fray (as he was almost definently expecting there to be) came to pass.

Trafa shook his head.

"Odd, aren't they?"

Standing, Trafa dusted himself off, and nodded at Cougar.

"We might as well get going then."

"Indeed, they are rather... Simple? Shall we say? Yes, Simple is a good word..."

"All remaining pairs, on me"

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Activity at both bases became more subdued as the night came on. The patrols and guards were still going, but things were much quieter. That didn't make it any less dangerous.

Iliyakim had throughly colored his hair, and he waited until the darkness was just right.

He then motioned to Tylas.

"This way."

He crept through the dense brush, silent and swift like a cat, toward the chosen infiltration point.

It was well chosen, and would avoid the large majority of the camps patrols. It did, however, mean going through the fenceline.

"Stay here." Iliyakim's instructions to Tylas were barely breathed, and the Drow slipped out of the cover of the woods. He looked and listened for a human patrol, then took out one of his swords.

Swiftly, deftly, quietly, he cut a 1x2.5 ft hole in the fence, then sheathed his blade, and looked/listened again for a patrol.

One was walking along the fence line, the white light attached to the end of his rifle butt shining on the perimeter, checking for possible insurgents and holes through which they could infiltrate the camp.

Iliyakim narrowed his eyes, focusing on the power apparatus for the light, and draining it as swiftly as he could.

"Damn batteries," muttered the guard, as the light flickered and died,"They always run out when you need 'em the most"

Iliyakim slipped through the fence as the light died, and stepped silently to the area just behind the human.

"How very unfortunate for you."

The hilt of his blade slammed into the back of the man's head with brutal force.

The man crumpled without a sound.

The Drow Warrior looked for and found a chair, arranging the guard so it looked as though he merely slept. He then cast a small spell in the direction of the forest, a red light shining just between his fingertips...the signal to join him.

"All remaining pairs, on me"

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Activity at both bases became more subdued as the night came on. The patrols and guards were still going, but things were much quieter. That didn't make it any less dangerous.


"Trafa, that's us." Aldaris turned and moved towards Colonel Cougar.

Jason engaged his night vision and snuck his way down toward the base. He blended in perfectly with the shadow he was taking refuge inside of in his Black Ops Apperal. His rifle was on its sling, loaded with ten non leathal rounds meant to knock out opponents if they got too close. He looked closer at the building and waited to see any holes in the patrols around the base. He took out one of the noisemakers and threw it off into the distance in another shadow. It would serve as a momentary distraction if things got too hairy.

Fen continued to watch both Jason and the surrounding area, looking for patrols that might catch him.

"Trafa, that's us." Aldaris turned and moved towards Colonel Cougar.

Y'don't say...

Trafa strode over to Cougar, and stopped short of him, his arms crossed.

~Snip~
OOC:
I have two questions for you.

1) What is your native language?

2) Have you even bothered to read the thread up to this point?

This is NOT a students-vs-students endeavor. This is a series of actual assignments.

And Cougar just called all teams that had NOT yet been sent out to him.

So instead of pulling some stupid, n00bish mistake, I suggest you read.

Either that, or you'll get somewhere between killed and kicked out, depending on who you ambush, and if you're caught in time.

OCC: Happy now. I deleted my post. Now General, What am I going to do. I see other planning ambushes against enemies. My men were planning to ambush the students.

OOC:
The students are not your targets. You didn't even go to get your assignment.

You OUGHT to do as you've been told, and go to Cougar.

OOC:
The students are not your targets. You didn't even go to get your assignment.

You OUGHT to do as you've been told, and go to Cougar.

Okay then. My native Language is Hindi from India.

OOC: Okay. I thought it might be something like that.

Deokumar and Bhakta were confused on what their are to do since their formation of their team.

"Sir, What do we do?" Asked Bhakta

"I don't know, we haven't recieved our assignment yet, because no one told us." replyed Deokumar.

"Should we ask the Colonel for our assignment."

"Yes, go ahead."

After both of them talk, Bhakta under the order of Deokumar went to ask the Colonel on what to do.

Y'don't say...

Trafa strode over to Cougar, and stopped short of him, his arms crossed.

Arrogance is not a virtue

"You two are touching the ice tonight. This man *hands over folder* has been causing alot of troubles, trying to stir up unrest against the government. Simply put, I want him eliminated. You will be supplied with a sniper rifle in order to eliminate him, but if possible, avoid using it, and get in close. I want him silenced"

OOC: The folder contains photos, records, maps, etc.

Deokumar and Bhakta were confused on what their are to do since their formation of their team.

"Sir, What do we do?" Asked Bhakta

"I don't know, we haven't recieved our assignment yet, because no one told us." replyed Deokumar.

"Should we ask the Colonel for our assignment."

"Yes, go ahead."

After both of them talk, Bhakta under the order of Deokumar went to ask the Colonel on what to do.

"This enemy convoy is moving through this pass tonight. Your mission is simple, destroy as many of the trucks as you can. We'll supply you with landmines, plastic explosive and other such things. *hands folder, containing all information to task*"

"We'll get it done sir."

Trafa nodded. Taking the folder, Trafa leafed through it for a few moments, meorised some details, including the photo, and passed it over to Aldaris. Trafa stroked his chin for a moment, and then looked up.

"Sir, hopefully this question will not seem stupid on my part, but after we kill the target, do we leave him to rot, or do we dispose of him in some way?"

Trafa nodded. Taking the folder, Trafa leafed through it for a few moments, meorised some details, including the photo, and passed it over to Aldaris. Trafa stroked his chin for a moment, and then looked up.

"Sir, hopefully this question will not seem stupid on my part, but after we kill the target, do we leave him to rot, or do we dispose of him in some way?"

Aldaris took the folder, and listened with half an ear to Cougars response.

Trafa nodded. Taking the folder, Trafa leafed through it for a few moments, meorised some details, including the photo, and passed it over to Aldaris. Trafa stroked his chin for a moment, and then looked up.

"Sir, hopefully this question will not seem stupid on my part, but after we kill the target, do we leave him to rot, or do we dispose of him in some way?"
"A body is evidence of our involvment. It is essential that there is no evidence... *turns to Aldaris*Is there a problem, cadet?"

"A body is evidence of our involvment. It is essential that there is no evidence... *turns to Aldaris*Is there a problem, cadet?"

"Excuse me sir? Your tone sounds confrontational, have I done something wrong sir? I have no problems with this mission sir, if that is what you are asking."

"Excuse me sir? Your tone sounds confrontational, have I done something wrong sir? I have no problems with this mission sir, if that is what you are asking."

"You appear to not be giving this briefing your full attention, that is my problem"

"You appear to not be giving this briefing your full attention, that is my problem"

"Sorry sir, I'm listening, I'm just studying the pictures and data you gave us as well."

Jason was tired of waiting. he crept closer to the base, and then, to see if there were any concealed patrols, pressed the play button on his watch.

Bang

A Gunshot rang out from the microphone he had tossed off into the distance. He hoped an alerted guard would investigate.

Jason was tired of waiting. he crept closer to the base, and then, to see if there were any concealed patrols, pressed the play button on his watch.

Bang

A Gunshot rang out from the microphone he had tossed off into the distance. He hoped an alerted guard would investigate.

OOC: How subtle... no, really, that's just going to make it that much harder

IC: The base went onto full alert, bright white lights glaring around, scanning the ground. A patrol of eight men was sent to investigate the noise, whilst guard duties were doubled.

OOC: And that is why stealth is paramount.

Name: Boris Ventorio
Age: 21
Weight: 83 kilograms
Height: 1.7 Meters
Build: Atletic, Runner's Build
Relavant Previous Expierence: Province Champion for Cross Country in Secondary (High) School, was member of the first graduating class in the Vietnamexico Shadow Corps. Was body gaurd for the King for 3 years.
Special Skills: Able to run 5000 meters 15:29, Knows the following languages: Veitnamexican, English, Spainish, French, Swahili, Pujabi, Tamil, Cambodian, han Chinese, Mandarian Chinese, Japanese, and German, posseses knowledge of all type of paradrops, can SCUBA dive, Best marksman in the Vietnamexican Shadow Corps.

Name: Boris Ventorio
Age: 21
Weight: 83 kilograms
Height: 1.7 Meters
Build: Atletic, Runner's Build
Relavant Previous Expierence: Province Champion for Cross Country in Secondary (High) School, was member of the first graduating class in the Vietnamexico Shadow Corps. Was body gaurd for the King for 3 years.
Special Skills: Able to run 5000 meters 15:29, Knows the following languages: Veitnamexican, English, Spainish, French, Swahili, Pujabi, Tamil, Cambodian, han Chinese, Mandarian Chinese, Japanese, and German, posseses knowledge of all type of paradrops, can SCUBA dive, Best marksman in the Vietnamexican Shadow Corps.

OOC: So, no actual application, assumption of being accepted et cetera et cetera...

IC: Your request has been rejected upon the grounds that the application was not properly filled out, as it requires a letter from the appropiate government minister. Also, due to current circumstances regarding the stage of the trainees, it would be a bad idea to include new entrants just when they are beginning to work together. A new class ((re: new thread to come)) will be opening shortly. You will recieve a telegram at the correct time ((Soon, I assure you))

The Drow Warrior looked for and found a chair, arranging the guard so it looked as though he merely slept. He then cast a small spell in the direction of the forest, a red light shining just between his fingertips...the signal to join him.

Quickly and quietly Tylas crept up beside Illyakim. "Good Work" he whispered. "Now lets get this done and get out of here, before all hell breaks loose."

Keeping his rifle at the ready, Tylas began slowly but surely crawling along the wall, keeping to the shadows.

"The command tent is just shy of the center...heavily guarded, but the information we need is there. I'll send in my veluxnyrr, and then be able to use magick to lift files from there."

The words were spoken in barely more than a whisper, and the little 'sparrow' went out again. The Drow crept along, his feet making no audible noise to either human or elven ears.

He wanted to get this accomplished, then get out. Speed was of the essence...and lack thereof was death.

AS they crept towards the tent, a guard clicked at his radio close by,"Hey, Gary, you there?"

No response came back, so he tried again,"Hey man, you there?"

A buzzing noise came back over the speaker. He shouldered his weapon, and came back onto the net,"Control"

"Control here"

"Contact lost with Patrol Three."

"Roger, we'll send a team to investigate"

And they'll discover the hole...

The little spy-bird returned to its master, showing him the interior of the tent, as well as where the files were located, in their curious little pads.

With hand motions, the Drow told his pet to go quickly and mimic the part of the fence that had been removed. It again left, and Iliyakim pulled Tylas back behind a building, dropping them into an even deeper shadow, and casting a Cloak of Darkness about them, for added protection.

The patrol went by, and found the knocked out solider. About five minutes later, another call went over the radio,"Control"

"This is Control"

"Nothing to report on the situation. Guard found sleeping, of all things"

"Roger that, return to base"

Iliyakim let out a relieved breath.

In the five minutes between, he had focused on the information files, and used telekinesis to bring them to himself. He would look at them later...for now, as soon as that guard got back, it would be time to move to the real attraction...

Total annihilation.

Jason was tired of waiting. he crept closer to the base, and then, to see if there were any concealed patrols, pressed the play button on his watch. Bang A Gunshot rang out from the microphone he had tossed off into the distance. He hoped an alerted guard would investigate.
Fen nearly let out a blistering barrage of curses when he saw what Jason had done.
Speaking into the mike, he said, "Jason, get out of there ... no wait get your ass under cover, eight 6 o'clock."

OOC: How subtle... no, really, that's just going to make it that much harder

IC: The base went onto full alert, bright white lights glaring around, scanning the ground. A patrol of eight men was sent to investigate the noise, whilst guard duties were doubled.

OOC: And that is why stealth is paramount.

FUCK! Jason thought. He rolled behind a tree. Calultaing which directions the lights were in, It would cast a large shadow over him, keeping him in the cover of darkness.

Edit: Then Jason realised something. "Fen" he whispered "There are eight guards going to investigate. Not two or three, eight. That means there is something HUGE in that base."

Iliyakim let out a relieved breath.

In the five minutes between, he had focused on the information files, and used telekinesis to bring them to himself. He would look at them later...for now, as soon as that guard got back, it would be time to move to the real attraction...

Total annihilation.

Tylas breathed a sigh of relief, then whispered hoarsly to Illyakim;"That creature is very, VERY handy....that could have been our lives right there..."
With that Tylas crouched down and got the explosives ready...

FUCK! Jason thought. He rolled behind a tree. Calultaing which directions the lights were in, It would cast a large shadow over him, keeping him in the cover of darkness.

Edit: Then Jason realised something. "Fen" he whispered "There are eight guards going to investigate. Not two or three, eight. That means there is something HUGE in that base."
Fen just barely kept himself from replying with a 'No shit sherlock', but instead replied, "Alright, there's a vehicle about twenty meters away at 3 o'clock, do you see it?"

Tylas breathed a sigh of relief, then whispered hoarsly to Illyakim;"That creature is very, VERY handy....that could have been our lives right there..."
With that Tylas crouched down and got the explosives ready...
Iliyakim tucked the files away, into a pocket.

"I am well aware of that. I merely hope that I have not strained its capacities...to damage two of this type of machine in a single day would be a new record, I believe."

He bent down to help with the explosives. The Cloak of Darkness still surrounded them, and the Drow spoke quietly, enough that the sounds of the night should cover his voice.

Jason looked up, about three o'clock from Fen.

"Yes. what about it?"

"Thank you, sir." said Bhakta. He raised his hand almost to salute the Colonel, but suddenly knew the Colonel's rule not to salute to an officer in this training center. He quick put it down and raised it again to grab the folder.

Bhakta went over to Deokumar and explained what the Colonel told him.

"Sir, Our mission is to blow up enemy convoys." explained Bhakta. "The Colonel will provide a shit load of explosives for us to use."

"Understood Sergeant, It sounds like the job for the Army Rangers or the Marine Corps, but it's our job and the Fatherland cannot send a Ranger or a Marine because of the center's rules of a maxium of 2 represenatives." said Deokumar. "Give me the folder."

"Yes, Sir." replyed Bhakta and gave Deokumar the folder.

"Interesting, this will help us." said Deokumar after opening the folder and looking through the papers and pictures. "Sergeant, you will place the landmines and satchel charges on the road. I will place the C4 explosives on the the trucks. We will place antipersonnel mines to kill the enemy if they manage to survive the explosion." explaining Deokumar.

"What is our escape plan, if we are detected?"

"We will find cover and patience to stealthly escape the enemy like our Gorkha tatics. We may even use our kukri to kill them."

"Understood, sir. When do we begin?"

"You will begin placing the mines and satchel charges early so we would have an advantage, but make sure it is somewhat dark. I will also place the C4 before the enemy leaves when it begins to get dark."

"Yes, sir. I hope it goes well."

"I hope it works, too. Grab 2 walkie-talkies so we can keep communicating to each other. We will begin as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir."

Jason looked up, about three o'clock from Fen.

"Yes. what about it?"
"When I give the word, get there as fast as you can." Fen replied as he continued to measure and ensure he was getting the search party's methodology.

Jason looked over at the vehicle again

"Okay. you call the shots from now on."

"At least till we get you out in one piece." Fen replied as he neared the point when a pattern would appear.

Jason got ready.

"Ready to go when you say to." he said.

Fen waited until the moment he deemed best occured and barked out into the microphone, "NOW."

Jason ran as fast as he could to the vehicle.

"okay, what now?"

ooc: Now we wait for SE.

ooc: Yeah. It's gonna blow if the guards heard me run over to the vehicle, which they probably did.

Iliyakim tucked the files away, into a pocket.

"I am well aware of that. I merely hope that I have not strained its capacities...to damage two of this type of machine in a single day would be a new record, I believe."

He bent down to help with the explosives. The Cloak of Darkness still surrounded them, and the Drow spoke quietly, enough that the sounds of the night should cover his voice.

They hadn't been noticed, as the Captain in the tent had his back to the files, pouring steaming coffee into a mug. The hole in the fence wasn't noticed either, though they did cast around to see if intruders were noticed before returning. Nothing was found... a bootmark here and there, but nothing wildly out of the ordinary. One solider even lit up a cigarette, everything seemed that fine.

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In the case of Fen and Jason, the search party were all carrying pusle rifles with white lights affixed to the ends, searching in the darkest corners. A possible breach in the security could be seriously damaging to their operation.

Must fight temptation to take off the head off of a target that obvious...

Iliyakim motioned away from that solider, toward the tower. "You set explosives around the perimeter. I'll take the tower. We'll meet back in the forest in fifteen minutes, understood? Go. And don't be seen."

After he'd gotten confirmation that Tylas understood, he slipped through the shadows, headed toward the central tower.

It was resonably well guarded, with two patrolling guards around the base, and another with a spotlight/machine gun on the ledge near the top. They hadn't spotted him yet.

The Drow crept as close to the base of the tower as cover would allow him to, then watched the guards and sniper.

Great, no Inthuul, and I even lack that blasted sparrow. About 23 iil to cover...What now?

There was the brief noise of the radios coming to life,"All units, report in"

"This is Tower, no trouble here, all is clear."

"Roger that. Turn that light out, we need to be more discreet here"

The light was extinguished, and the guards donned nightvision goggles. They severly limited their peripheral vision, creating a tunnel-like effect.

Great...now I'm a visible heat source. They have tunnel vision, but if they should see me...

The Drow soldier looked about for something, anything, that might create a distraction.

About 20 feet away from him was a shed...with an electric...thing...for which Iliyakim did not know the name. And a rodent had chewed the wires.

Well, this is a fire waiting to happen...and as it's on the other side of the tower, it wouldn't cause too much light. If I went around that way...all right.

He closed his eyes halfway, focusing on the electrical equipment. He made the wires spark, then again...then...FWOOM!, it lit up.

For the next few seconds, until they were properly occupied with that, Iliyakim slipped behind the building, to the other side, where it would be easier to evade the guards. He kept himself to the deepest shadows, to not be seen or sensed.

The massive burst of light blinded the guards momentarily, who all stupidly looked at the fire with the goggles on. Not a good idea.

Making sure to check that none others were coming his way, Iliyakim sprinted across the remaining distance to the tower, veering left towards the door.

He opened it, then slid it shut.

Thus far, Iliyakim, you have been a lucky fa'la zatoast.

He crept along the small building, looking for the control room. He only had nine minutes left.

There was the crack of a mug breaking,"Son of a bitch!"

"You did it again?!"

"Ah, shut your face and get me another coffee"

"Mighty Leviathan... some people."

The voices were coming through a doorway ahead, through which light shone against the far wall. There was a brief shadow as an object passed in front of the light,"Did you send out that new data yet?"

"Course, I'm not stupid"

"Really? Coulda fooled me"

Vith. Twice.

Like a leech, the Drow sought out the tupora fashka of these two, and began to drain it.

Sleep.

They both slumped in their command chairs, and the dials and numbers continued to scroll past, lighting their faces with it's green hue.

In the case of Fen and Jason, the search party were all carrying pusle rifles with white lights affixed to the ends, searching in the darkest corners. A possible breach in the security could be seriously damaging to their operation.
Fen had been timing the sweeps the guards did with thier 'flashlights'. Because of this, he'd managed to time it correctly and get Jason into shelter behind the truck.

"Alright, there's a darkened passage at 10 o'clock, take it. Then head north, it's clear sofar."

Iliyakim found the security devices, and cast the illusion of stat on them, then slipped into the command room.

He quickly plugged in a datapad, and let it download whatever was there while setting up the explosives.

He grabbed the pad when he was done.

I have two minutes to be back in that forest. The question is, can I make it unseen, without teleporting? Actually, I should probably just run like hell.

He exited the tower as swiftly as he could, and started running, his pistol out. He hoped he ran into no one, but there always was the chance...

"INTRUDER! INTRUDER!"

The yell was ear-splitting, and a pulse charge impacted the ground near Iliyakim's feet,"Kill the intruder!"

Iliyakim had half a command to Inthuul out as the charge exploded near his feet. I hope Tylas is out of here by now...

He continued running, evading, going around and over, toward his final objective.

Deal with this.

He pressed the detonation device for the charges he'd set in the Tower, causing it to explode.

The explosion tore through the tower, causing the brickwork to crumble and collapse inwards on itself. The entire construct collapsed to the ground, smashing into the ground.

A final shot had struck the Drow in the arm. This is going to hurt later...

He reached the fence. "Alu uns'aa!"

The veluxnyrr reformed as a sparrow and followed him, as the Drow tumbled out of the hole and kept running. He stopped, once inside the forest, lying low and breathing hard.

He would wait to see if Tylas had escaped...and if not...

Fen had been timing the sweeps the guards did with thier 'flashlights'. Because of this, he'd managed to time it correctly and get Jason into shelter behind the truck.

"Alright, there's a darkened passage at 10 o'clock, take it. Then head north, it's clear sofar."

Jason went down the darkened passage. He had the feeling he wasn't quite out of the woods yet.

Fen continued to feed Jason a 'reasonably' safe escape route. A few times he had to make Jason back track to avoid getting spotted.

Iliyakim had half a command to Inthuul out as the charge exploded near his feet. I hope Tylas is out of here by now...

He continued running, evading, going around and over, toward his final objective.

Deal with this.

He pressed the detonation device for the charges he'd set in the Tower, causing it to explode.

Meanwhile, Tylas had knocked out 2 guards so far as he lay down explosive after explosive, making sure to try and evade any kind of detection devices. He had only one charge left when he stepped on something. Something that flicked on and sent up a signal. His first thought was that it was a bomb. but fortunatly, or unfortunatly, it was instead only an alarm. An alarm that proceeded to begin shreiking.

Swearing, Tylas put down the last charge, and proceeded to sprint (He had probably already been spotted) past tower after tower, and all at once, bright lights flicked on, and a peircing wail, intruder! intruder! went up in the air. There would be almost no time to get out. He just hoped Illyakim had got there.

A guard, half asleep, ran out and pointed his gun at Tylas. "Halt!" He cried, but Tylas' momentum was too great, and he proceeded to kick the guard straight in the throat. The guard fell to the ground, gasping. Tylas needed a distraction. So he proceeded to press the button, then dove through the escape hole.

A final shot had struck the Drow in the arm. This is going to hurt later...

He reached the fence. "Alu uns'aa!"

The veluxnyrr reformed as a sparrow and followed him, as the Drow tumbled out of the hole and kept running. He stopped, once inside the forest, lying low and breathing hard.

He would wait to see if Tylas had escaped...and if not...

Illyakim came barreling through the hole just a few seconds after Tylas, snapping up his Inthuul. Tylas got his attention, then began running, motioning for Illyakim to follow, hoping he had been succesful.

His plan was simple, run, and run, and run some more. If something was wrong,or done wrongly, Illyakim could alert him.

~double snip~

Once they were deep enough into the woods, Iliyakim called for a halt.

"We have data to look over, and I need to see how badly this arm is injured."

Tylas agreed, and told Illyakim to lay down. He peeled off his black stealth suit, and stripped off the shirt underneath, tearing it up in to strips and began working on making a splint.

"Now, what data were you able to retrieve?" He asked. "And did you succeed?"

"Keep your shirt on, Dalhar. It's just an arm."

With his good hand, Iliyakim took the datapads from the pouch he'd been keeping them in.

"Start looking these over, I can take care of myself."

He then used his knife to peel the sleeve from that arm.

"Second and third degree burns. This is going to be pleasant..."

He took the aloe-based salve from his medpack, and began to apply the treatment to it, wincing slightly. If we had a cream with just a touch of silver...it would hurt like hell, but work faster.

"Keep your shirt on, Dalhar. It's just an arm."

With his good hand, Iliyakim took the datapads from the pouch he'd been keeping them in.

"Start looking these over, I can take care of myself."

He then used his knife to peel the sleeve from that arm.

"Second and third degree burns. This is going to be pleasant..."

He took the aloe-based salve from his medpack, and began to apply the treatment to it, wincing slightly. If we had a cream with just a touch of silver...it would hurt like hell, but work faster.


Tylas acknowledged him, and took the data pad from him.

Tylas acknowledged him, and took the data pad from him.
On the pads was information about the location of the launchers, possible sites where they could be located, radio frequencies, maps of the area and further plans regarding troop movement.

Jason continued following Fen's instructions. Given the new circumstances, he wondered how they were going to get into the base.

It's your fault. he thought to himself.
I know he thought.

*Back at Base Camp*
"What do you think?"

"All of them need work in some area or another... apart from Iliyakim. Although, we could do with somehow getting it into his head that it's better to come out alive. The rest... some are too reckless, like Jason."

"You got an idea about Iliyakim?"

"Yes... get me the Hydra, I'm going to call Haldros"

"What about the rest of them?"

"Well... I can't wait to see their faces when they get back and we drop that metaphorical bombshell"

*Somewhere in Kaymiril, a call comes through to the office of a man temporarily on leave...from active duty, to his annoyance.*

"Lieutenant Haldros, Kaymirilian Fourth."

"Sorry to disturb you on leave, Lieutenant"

Fen cursed silently, "Jason, you're almost out, but you're surrounded."

"Sorry to disturb you on leave, Lieutenant"
"This is not leave, this is desk work."

He looks up.

"Aside from that, how may I help you?"

"This is not leave, this is desk work."

He looks up.

"Aside from that, how may I help you?"

"You ever served with Colonel Iliyakim, formerly second-in-command of Sarnor Zotreth?"

Fen cursed silently, "Jason, you're almost out, but you're surrounded."

"I'm surrounded... Am I surrounded by all eight of them, or just a few?"

"You ever served with Colonel Iliyakim, formerly second-in-command of Sarnor Zotreth?"
"I have never served beside him, but I knew him well. He was my sister's husband."

"I have never served beside him, but I knew him well. He was my sister's husband."
Ah...

"I feel I must tell you, Lieutenant, that Iliyakim is currently serving under my command, undergoing a training program to become a member of my unit, which I shall not mention by name here. However, his attitude is holding him back. Now, you and I know the reason, but we cannot alter his mindset. I was hoping you would have more luck"

"I'm surrounded... Am I surrounded by all eight of them, or just a few?"
"You arn't just surrounded by the patrol sent to investigate, there are also a few people who appear to be having a break in the way. The eight are mostly behind you." Fen commented, "Can you think of anyways out of this?"

Ah...

"I feel I must tell you, Lieutenant, that Iliyakim is currently serving under my command, undergoing a training program to become a member of my unit, which I shall not mention by name here. However, his attitude is holding him back. Now, you and I know the reason, but we cannot alter his mindset. I was hoping you would have more luck"
"I'd recommend a solid beating, personally. I will attempt to come...if I can manage it from our unit leader."

"I'd recommend a solid beating, personally. I will attempt to come...if I can manage it from our unit leader."

"A beating is out of the question, it will merely make him less cooperative. And I am sure that we can arrange something."

"You arn't just surrounded by the patrol sent to investigate, there are also a few people who appear to be having a break in the way. The eight are mostly behind you." Fen commented, "Can you think of anyways out of this?"

Jason thought of everything he remembered from training.

"I can do something that is somewhat risky. I can kill myself, and hope they don't try to move me or anything, and then be revived at a later time. Do you have any ideas?"

"A beating is out of the question, it will merely make him less cooperative. And I am sure that we can arrange something."
Haldros nods. "If all goes well, I can be in Snake Eaters by tomorrow."

On the pads was information about the location of the launchers, possible sites where they could be located, radio frequencies, maps of the area and further plans regarding troop movement.

"alright" Tylas said turning to Ilyakim, who was working on his arm. "We need a plan of action if we're going to take down the 3 mobile launchers. No doubt they will move them because of how the base was destroyed, but now with the radio frequencies..."

He turned on their portable radio that was in his pack, and started tuning to the first frequency, hoping to hear any information about where any of the mobile launchers were at the given time.

Haldros nods. "If all goes well, I can be in Snake Eaters by tomorrow."

Cougar nodded,"We look forward to it. Good day, Lieutenant"

"That isn't a good idea." Fen replied, "The risks are far away too great."

He thought for a moment, "Do you still have another of those things?"

"alright" Tylas said turning to Ilyakim, who was working on his arm. "We need a plan of action if we're going to take down the 3 mobile launchers. No doubt they will move them because of how the base was destroyed, but now with the radio frequencies..."

He turned on their portable radio that was in his pack, and started tuning to the first frequency, hoping to hear any information about where any of the mobile launchers were at the given time.
Iliyakim wrapped a bandage around his arm, to prevent anything getting into his burn, though it hurt, and took the pad with the maps, beginning to study them.

"Find out where other troops are, as well. We can use the launchers to beneficial purposes."

"I have two of them left." Jason said.

Cougar nodded,"We look forward to it. Good day, Lieutenant"
"Good day."

As the communication device shut off, Haldros leaned back. So, finally it has come to this. To hold their deaths against him and to tell him he failed them in life, or to tell him to move on from them, as now he disgraces them?

"Toss the first one into the group behind you, the second into the people in front of you. As you're throwing the second run as fast as you can. You'll have to trust me, as you may be partially blinded by the flash." Fen replied, "I'll guide you out."

Iliyakim wrapped a bandage around his arm, to prevent anything getting into his burn, though it hurt, and took the pad with the maps, beginning to study them.

"Find out where other troops are, as well. We can use the launchers to beneficial purposes."

"agreed" replied Tylas.

"agreed" replied Tylas.
The Drow, meanwhile, is absorbed with memorising the maps, and the quickest ways to get from launcher to launcher.

The Drow, meanwhile, is absorbed with memorising the maps, and the quickest ways to get from launcher to launcher.
The closest launcher was roughly two and a half kilometers to the south-east of their current position.

"Let's go, Tylas. We only need to reach that one. From there, we can destroy the rest of the enemy forces, and the other two launchers...before driving that thing a convenient walking distance from base camp and having it destroy itself."

He stood.

"Let's go, Tylas. We only need to reach that one. From there, we can destroy the rest of the enemy forces, and the other two launchers...before driving that thing a convenient walking distance from base camp and having it destroy itself."

He stood.

Tylas got up and kept the radio on. You never knew when the enemy could have something important to say.

Iliyakim quick-marches them through the next two and a half kilometers. If enemy forces were nearby, he'd see them (night/elven vision) before they could see him.

"We get the launcher, reprogram it to take out the other two launchers and the enemy forces, then drive it back to near the camp. From there, we let Cougar and his team figure out what to do with it." He said this as a reminder to his partner.

When they were within sight of the launcher, Iliyakim sent his veluxnyrr to check it out. The machine, fortunately, had not been damaged badly, but would require some fine tuning upon the return to base camp.

The launcher was alone, with a few armed guards stationed around it. There was a faint red glow coming from the doors at the rear of the vehicle, but other than that it was completely dark.

"Shoot the two on this side. I'll get the one on the other."

So saying, Iliyakim crouches low, before sprinting like that through the tall grass. As he comes up to the guard, he draws his blade, slamming it into where he sees the guard to be, and thinks his throat is.

"Toss the first one into the group behind you, the second into the people in front of you. As you're throwing the second run as fast as you can. You'll have to trust me, as you may be partially blinded by the flash." Fen replied, "I'll guide you out."

Jason threw one, then two, and ran. He didn't look back.

Bang. Bang.

Fen was giving orders even as Jason took off. He managed to keep Jason going and avoiding running into walls.

"Tell me when you're sight comes back." He instructed as he had Jason dodge a large tree that he was about to run full force into.

Trafa nodded.

"Alright sir, but why the emphasis on taking him out at close range? I could easily take him out with a standard Sniper Rifle 600 meters from the target, and make it clean too."

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Zarbus stood near to Cougar, only due to his orders. He looked at Cougar, but almost seemed to look past him at the same time.

I must reconsile for my failures...

He stood, and waited for his orders, and occasionally glanced at Trafa, taking in some details.

He'll do good for the mission. If what I've heard about Recon training is true, that guy will be one with most mid-long range weaponry.

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Trafa knew that Zarbus was listening, but he didn't care. Zarbus was trained to pick up on anything and everything, and knew he'd keep quiet about anything that shouldn't be heard by virgin ears. He waited for Cougar's response, and wondered what the Sniper Rifle would be like.

after about 30 seconds, Jason said

"My sight's coming back. It's a bit shakey and hazey."

It's good I shut off the night vision before I threw those. Jason thought.

"Good, now we need to see if there's pursuit, or if you can get back here safely." Fen replied as he tweaked the magnification to get a clearer view of the proceedings.

"Shoot the two on this side. I'll get the one on the other."

So saying, Iliyakim crouches low, before sprinting like that through the tall grass. As he comes up to the guard, he draws his blade, slamming it into where he sees the guard to be, and thinks his throat is.


Drawing his rifle, Tylas picked off the first guard easily. The second turned to his friend, wondering why he had just dropped. This one moment of consternation also helped Tylas get another clean shot, taking the last guard down. He ran up to the launcher and checked to make sure both men were dead. "Right, lets do this." He called across to Illyakim.

Iliyakim finished cutting down the guard.

"Find the codes to arm and aim this thing...then find the other two launchers."

Iliyakim finished cutting down the guard.

"Find the codes to arm and aim this thing...then find the other two launchers."


Finding the codes werent incredibly hard, a quick search of one of the guards pockets produced a small key, which allowed access to the launcher.
Tylas got in to the mainframe control panel, and got the coordinates for the other two launchers. "All clear!" he called, and turned the key.

"FIRE NOW?" appeared on the screen. 'CONFIRM' typed Tylas on the small keyboard.

MISSILES LAUNCHED: COUNTDOWN T-MINUS 10.....9....8....7....

As the launcher counted down to fire, a thought struck Iliyakim.

"We can't shoot at the enemy encampments...Cougar might have sent other teams to those. We will take our information to him, instead of perhaps obliterating our team-mates. We should also destroy this, then get some water and food. It's only a thirty-or so kilometer hike, that can easily be accomplished with the energy we have left."

Now It was dark enough for both Bhakta and Deokumar to go to their assignments. Before I started, both of them have to cram the infomation contained in their folder. Now it is the time to leave. Both of them packed their explosives giving by the Colonel in their rucksacks. They prepared their weapons, clipped on their walkie-talkies, and put on their camouflage.

"Man, this rucksack weighs a ton." complained Bhakta.

"Not time for complains, When we lay down the explosives, the bag will weigh less." replied Deokumar calming down Bhakta's complaint.

"Thanks, sir"

Now they both left their tent and followed the map that was in their folder. If only they were giving GPS recievers, but they have to use a pencil and compass.

"Sergeant, It's time to split up. Maintain communication." said Deokumar

"Yes, sir."

Both of them split up to lay down the explosives.

As the launcher counted down to fire, a thought struck Iliyakim.

"We can't shoot at the enemy encampments...Cougar might have sent other teams to those. We will take our information to him, instead of perhaps obliterating our team-mates. We should also destroy this, then get some water and food. It's only a thirty-or so kilometer hike, that can easily be accomplished with the energy we have left."

"good point" Tylas said. "Thats why I only set it for the other launchers. Those were our targets."

Trafa nodded.

"Alright sir, but why the emphasis on taking him out at close range? I could easily take him out with a standard Sniper Rifle 600 meters from the target, and make it clean too."

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Zarbus stood near to Cougar, only due to his orders. He looked at Cougar, but almost seemed to look past him at the same time.

I must reconsile for my failures...

He stood, and waited for his orders, and occasionally glanced at Trafa, taking in some details.

He'll do good for the mission. If what I've heard about Recon training is true, that guy will be one with most mid-long range weaponry.

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Trafa knew that Zarbus was listening, but he didn't care. Zarbus was trained to pick up on anything and everything, and knew he'd keep quiet about anything that shouldn't be heard by virgin ears. He waited for Cougar's response, and wondered what the Sniper Rifle would be like.

"At close range, theres no evidence to really leave. Like bullet casings."

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As the rockets launched from the pod mounted on the back of the launcher, they streaked through the air, the flames having lit up the clearing. Once they reached five hundred feet, they activated their guiding mechanisms, locking onto their targets and tracking them with terrain following radar.

*Launcher 2*
"Sir, fire detected from Site 1"

"See if you can contact them, confirm that launch and target"

"Sir, we've got incoming... oh no"

The rocket slammed into the ground, the three thousand pound warhead more than enough to obliterate the launcher and it's guards off the face of the earth.

*Launcher 3*
There was no warning. None at all. The missile's engines had cut out, and it glided gently into the target, almost lazily detonating. In the midst of all the confusion, the fuel tanks for the launcher were cooked off by the intense heat, and exploded as well, taking the whole thing sky high

*Launcher 1*
A message flashed on a computer screen, having tracked the missiles using nose mounted cameras. TARGETS DESTROYED

The sounds of targets exploding reached the Drow's ears about then.

Perfect.

He tried tapping the self-destruct code into the launcher, but evidently that was wrong. He sighed, and took out his little spy-device.

"Hack into it, tell it to self-destruct in ten minutes."

When the little machine confirmed that the sequence was set, Iliyakim guestured to Tylas and started walking.

"We should be there in a few hours."

"Trafa, are we ready to go, or is there anything else yo'd like to grab before we leave?"

About two kilometers behind Iliyakim and Tylas, ten minutes later, a deafening explosion ripped through the last launcher.

"Perfect."

He continued marching them through the terrain, only coming out of the stealthier paths maybe a kilometer from camp, deep within the training territory.

A few minutes later, they came into camp, and Iliyakim finished compiling his report.

He started to look around for Cougar or Wolf...one to give report to, the other to get his Thalack back from.

Wolf found him first, and handed back the cylinder,"You're early"

C -- "Very early in fact. You both look exhausted. Get your heads down, and we'll debrief you in the morning"

"I was actually wondering if it would be possible to see a medic first."

Captain Grey was already there, looking at injury,"Come with me, this needs treating"

Iliyakim noded, handing Cougar the files and his report, and securing Inthuul into a pocket, before following Cpt. Grey.

She led him to an area she had set up just for this,"All those months of training, and you guys still get hurt.*nods her head towards C*He's just the same though, and he's still around"

"It happens to the best of us, Captain...as perfection is not attainable...only imaginable."

She took off the makeshift bandage, and winced slightly, taking a dropper with iodine in it, and applying it to the burned area,"Maybe so, but if you'd seen him in some of the states he's been in over all the time I've known him, and worse besides."

She found a fresh bandage, and wrapped it round his arm, also handing him a pot of salve,"It's rough treatment, but we're out in the field at the moment, and it is your final exercise. At least part of it. Injuries are expected"

Iliyakim sat still through the iodine and re-bandaging.

Medical treatment. Of liquid fire and pain.

He took the pot of salve from her. "Thank you, Doctor, for your care."

"No need for the Doctor here. I'm just a Captain, don't need the other ranks. But, you're welcome regardless"

He nodded, then left, to go seek four...or maybe six...hours of sleep before the evening came.

Cougar was looking over the reports and the data that Iliyakim and Tylas had brought back. The report was top class, answering all the questions he had intended to ask in the debriefing, so he decided to forego it for now. The first part of the exercise was over for those two, but now they had time to wait for the others to get back from the exercises they had been sent on.

Soon enough, this course will be over, and we will have a number of graduates

OOC: For those of you confused, and if I didn't make it clear, I have timeskipped into the future. This is the final test of all your training. There are three parts, and you are currently in the first. Second and third to come.

At about the same time has his brother-in-law was getting to sleep, Haldros was setting his feet on Snake Eater soil for the first time. How odd is this?

He made his way to the location he was told to be at.

Cougar was waiting for him, dressed in casual civilian clothing,"Evening Lieutenant, how was your trip?"

"I am certain I do not wish to know how those things keep the vaccuum out. Other than that, I spent it planning how to break my brother...that he may begin to rebuild himself."

Cougar laughed, his expierence with Drow and space travel was always the same,"Fair enough."

His face became serious once more,"You're just in time. He got back from the first part of the exercise, and he's sleeping right now"

Trafa grinned, and nodded.

"Indeed, just making a few things clear to me. All I need is the Sniper Rifle, and we can get going."

Cougar laughed, his expierence with Drow and space travel was always the same,"Fair enough."

His face became serious once more,"You're just in time. He got back from the first part of the exercise, and he's sleeping right now"
"How has he been acting, these past few months?"

Trafa grinned, and nodded.

"Indeed, just making a few things clear to me. All I need is the Sniper Rifle, and we can get going."

"All right then, we move."

Trafa grinned, and nodded.

"Indeed, just making a few things clear to me. All I need is the Sniper Rifle, and we can get going."

Cougar picked up the weapon he'd chosen for them,"WA2000 sniper rifle, accurate to 750 metres in good conditions. 7.62mm round, and a custom 6x10 scope. Semi-automatic, and can carry special five round box magazines, or, if you want, we can supply the twenty round Galil clip"

"How has he been acting, these past few months?"

"Same as he did when he came. Sullen for long periods of time, secluded from his fellow trainees, makes no real attempt to get to know them and so on and so forth"

"Same as he did when he came. Sullen for long periods of time, secluded from his fellow trainees, makes no real attempt to get to know them and so on and so forth"
"Withdrawn...he was like that when he was young, too..."

"Withdrawn...he was like that when he was young, too..."

"Irregardless, it's going to jepordise his chances if he doesn't get it sorted before the team exercise tomorrow."

Trafa nodded, and took the Sniper Rifle. Checking it over, Trafa then twirled it through his fingers a few times, before holstering it in his back-holster.

"A good, evenly balanced weapon. Should I require it, I'll enjoy using it. I don't believe I'll require the special clip, just give me two standard round boxes."

Trafa checked his knife, and then patted over himself, checking he had most of the essentials.

"Alright. All I need is a decent sized bottle of flammable liquid, and unless there's anything else, I'll get on with it sir."

Trafa nodded, and took the Sniper Rifle. Checking it over, Trafa then twirled it through his fingers a few times, before holstering it in his back-holster.

"A good, evenly balanced weapon. Should I require it, I'll enjoy using it."

Trafa checked his knife, and then patted over himself, checking he had most of the essentials.

"Alright. All I need is a decent sized bottle of flammable liquid, and unless there's anything else, I'll get on with it sir."

Flammable liquid... right

The demolitionist came up and handed him a bottle of petrol,"Theres two, almost three litres in there. Should be enough"

Trafa grinned at him.

"Thanks."

Unshouldering his backpack, he put the bottle inside it, and then shouldered it. He looked at Aldaris.

"Lets go."

Taking a map out of the folder they'd been given, Trafa looked over it, and began to walk off into the forest.

"I don't even want to know why you want flammable liquids."

Trafa smiled at Aldaris as he caught up.

"Cougar wants the body disposed of. I'm thinking a quick cremation would be effective."

Trafa stopped, and then looked around. He was a small distance into the forest.

"We'll formulate a plan as we near the target, and we assess his surroundings. If it's alright with you, I'd like to take the most over-grown route there. It's not the fastest way there, but it'll give us much more cover, and we might even be able to jump the target."

He looked at Aldaris, and waited for his response.

Trafa smiled at Aldaris as he caught up.

"Cougar wants the body disposed of. I'm thinking a quick cremation would be effective."

Trafa stopped, and then looked around. He was a small distance into the forest.

"We'll formulate a plan as we near the target, and we assess his surroundings. If it's alright with you, I'd like to take the most over-grown route there. It's not the fastest way there, but it'll give us much more cover, and we might even be able to jump the target."

He looked at Aldaris, and waited for his response.

"Well then, lets go." Aldaris moved off along the indicated route.

Trafa caught up with Aldaris, and took out his hunting knife (think a machette, but more...arty, like a dagger). Wiping off a few bits of muck, he began to slice through the foliage blocking their path. Weaving his blade about, Trafa turned to Aldaris.

"So, are you particularly bothered about who makes the kill?"

Trafa caught up with Aldaris, and took out his hunting knife (think a machette, but more...arty, like a dagger). Wiping off a few bits of muck, he began to slice through the foliage blocking their path. Weaving his blade about, Trafa turned to Aldaris.

"So, are you particularly bothered about who makes the kill?"

"I believe I should try and kill him in close, while you cover me with the rifle."

Trafa bit the inside of his cheek.

"Not a good idea, Cougar doesn't want Sniper fire if possible, so such cover wouldn't be much of an option. I think we should both try an assault, one fron the front, one from the back. Seeing as I'm recon trained, I can sneak around quite nicely in enviroments like this, so if you try and take him from the front, he'll be distracted enough to let me slip in. Then we can both assault him."

Trafa sliced through a branch like butter, and watched it fall behind him.

"However, making plans now is bunk, seeing as we don't know exactly where the target is, whether he'll be guarded, etc."

Trafa bit the inside of his cheek.

"Not a good idea, Cougar doesn't want Sniper fire if possible, so such cover wouldn't be much of an option. I think we should both try an assault, one fron the front, one from the back. Seeing as I'm recon trained, I can sneak around quite nicely in enviroments like this, so if you try and take him from the front, he'll be distracted enough to let me slip in. Then we can both assault him."

Trafa sliced through a branch like butter, and watched it fall behind him.

"However, making plans now is bunk, seeing as we don't know exactly where the target is, whether he'll be guarded, etc."

"Well then, let's find the guy, then we can decide who kills him, I really don't care myself, because as long as he's dead, we've done our job."

Trafa grinned, but said nothing. He continued to slice the way forward, never tiring, never changing his pattern. After two hours, Trafa checked the map, and then folded it up, and then pocketed it. He flipped his Hunting Knife through his fingers. He then pointed the blade a a bush nearby.

"Beyond that is where our target is," Trafa reached his left hand back, and making a few movements, detached the scope from the Sniper Rifle, "Watch my ass, I'm going to take a scope around."

Without another word, Trafa crouch-ran towards the bush. Rolling, he stopped just short of the bush, and let out a breath. Guiding the Hunting Knife in carefully, Trafa cut away a few branches on the bush, and, crouched into it. Putting the scope to his eye, he stuck the scope just a small bit through the other side of the bush, and looked around.

OOC: SE, over, to you.

Cougar was looking over the reports and the data that Iliyakim and Tylas had brought back. The report was top class, answering all the questions he had intended to ask in the debriefing, so he decided to forego it for now. The first part of the exercise was over for those two, but now they had time to wait for the others to get back from the exercises they had been sent on.

Soon enough, this course will be over, and we will have a number of graduates

OOC: For those of you confused, and if I didn't make it clear, I have timeskipped into the future. This is the final test of all your training. There are three parts, and you are currently in the first. Second and third to come.

ooc: so does this mean everybody has "finished" their mission, or are we still doing our missions?

"Irregardless, it's going to jepordise his chances if he doesn't get it sorted before the team exercise tomorrow."
"That I may not be able to do for you, Colonel. That is up to fate, as you might say, and as he would say. I can't even promise to change his views...I don't know what was done to him."

OCC: So what are my character to do now, since you skipped into the future and did they complete their mission?

OCC: So what are my character to do now, since you skipped into the future and did they complete their mission?
OOC: NO!!!! You all have misunderstood.

The firefight that occured is officially six to eight months in the past. THIS ASSIGNMENT IS THE PRESENT!

"That I may not be able to do for you, Colonel. That is up to fate, as you might say, and as he would say. I can't even promise to change his views...I don't know what was done to him."

"Then do your best, Lieutenant."

Trafa grinned, but said nothing. He continued to slice the way forward, never tiring, never changing his pattern. After two hours, Trafa checked the map, and then folded it up, and then pocketed it. He flipped his Hunting Knife through his fingers. He then pointed the blade a a bush nearby.

"Beyond that is where our target is," Trafa reached his left hand back, and making a few movements, detached the scope from the Sniper Rifle, "Watch my ass, I'm going to take a scope around."

Without another word, Trafa crouch-ran towards the bush. Rolling, he stopped just short of the bush, and let out a breath. Guiding the Hunting Knife in carefully, Trafa cut away a few branches on the bush, and, crouched into it. Putting the scope to his eye, he stuck the scope just a small bit through the other side of the bush, and looked around.

OOC: SE, over, to you.

The set up was simple. Another camp, looked like a transit area. But they all wore the same clothing, and none wore visible badges of ranks. The team would all have to watch to see who seemed to be the one giving orders.

Fen, seeing the appearnt lack of pursuit informed Jason it was safe to return to where they'd 'set-up'.

"Then do your best, Lieutenant."
"Always. How's his Thalack? He's an idiot, but I wouldn't worry too much, if that stupid crab's around to take care of him."

Jason got back over to Fen. He didn't say anything, just stood there. He supposed Fen would have a "few words" for him.

Fen gestured for Jason to get down. "So what's the deal?" He asked in a calm voice. He knew Jason had screwed up, Jason obviously knew he'd screwed up, there was no reason to belabour the point.

OOC: NO!!!! You all have misunderstood.

The firefight that occured is officially six to eight months in the past. THIS ASSIGNMENT IS THE PRESENT!


OCC: Understood. I read the past couple pages and was confused at what you meant. Thank you for clearing that.

After a couple minutes of walking Bhakta followed the map that Colonel said the enemy trucks would come. Bhakta hit the ground and crawled to observe the road and see if any enemy troopers would come.

"Good, The road is clear." muttered Bhakta to himself.

Bhakta dropped the rucksack and pulled out the landmines and a folding shovel. He even pulled out a leaf of paper and a pencil to draw out the locations of the mines so he won't step on one by accident.

One by one Bhakta dug and placed the mines and then drew the location of it. The whole progress to 15 minutes to place. Bhakta patted the last buried mine with his shovel and wiped off the sweat off his forhead.

"Now to place the anti-personnel ones." muttered to himself again.

Now Bhakta carefully ran to his rucksack and pulled out the anti-personnel mines and satchel charges. Again one by one he placed the mines not in the middle of the road but at the edge of the road. Then he drew the location of the mines and charges.

He again carefully ran back to his ruck sack to hide in the camouflage.

"Sir, objective complete. Awaiting further orders." radio Bhakta to Deokumar.

"Good work Sergeant. You orders is to observe the road to carry out battle damage assessment." replied Deokumar.

"Roger sir. Bhakta out." Bhakta released the talk button and went to follow Deokumar's order.

Fen gestured for Jason to get down. "So what's the deal?" He asked in a calm voice. He knew Jason had screwed up, Jason obviously knew he'd screwed up, there was no reason to belabour the point.

slightly relieved, Jason replied "Well, there's obviously something big in there, the security has probably been doubled by now. How we'll get inside the base is going to be harder." Then he added "thanks for helping me out down there. I'm sorry."

"Always. How's his Thalack? He's an idiot, but I wouldn't worry too much, if that stupid crab's around to take care of him."

"Ah... that is a touchy point. His Thalack was slightly damaged in a training exercise some months ago. Although he's tried to restore it, without the proper tools it's a job that has taken many months. And it's still not exactly the same."

"Did he bring the correct tools?"

"I believe so, but I'm not quite sure"

"Then can we first return to the place the majority of his belongings would be? I know where to find the tools, if he brought them to Snake Eaters at all."

"Sure, why not"

Cougar led Haldros to the dorm. It had been in no usage over the months, because training was all in the field after the first few weeks.

Haldros went to his brother-in-law's bunk, then reached under it to grab the smaller of two satchels that Iliyakim had come with.

Opening it, he reached to the left side, and into the bottom, pulling out a small case. Opening it, he ascertained that the assortment of a dozen or so odd tools were the correct ones, then closed it again.

"There. Now we can go and beat some sense into my brother."

Cougar had stood by and watched as Haldros found the tools, and nodded,"Follow me, and stay close."

He led Haldros through the training area, where rain had begun to fall, to where the cadets were camping.

Haldros followed Cougar, and saw his brother-in-law soon enough.

"He's always been lean...but he looks even moreso now...does he object to your food? Or is this the result of what was done to him before...?"

"He doesn't like human food much... but he was lean when he arrived, so I couldn't say. Tell me, how do you know exactly how he packs?"

"He's that organized. Everything always goes in exactly the same place. You should have seen what my brothers and I did to him because of that shortly before he and my sister married...It wasn't intelligent, or it wouldn't have been were we not who we were. But it was a damned sight funny."

Haldros tucked the tools into a pouch, then removed the heavy toolbelt he carried.

"Alasthamine, hold this." His thalack came from his shoulder, taking the shape of a serpentine-esque beast with arms.

"Cougar...I must ask that you make certain that there is no interference until I am finished with my brother."

"You have my personal assurance, Haldros. Just... make sure he can still work after this. I'd hate to have to hold him back"

"He'll be more or less okay. I hope."

"As do I, Lieutenant"