Tritonua
10-06-2008, 02:56
It was a windy night in a secret military installation unknown to all except those who worked there and Staff Sergeant Remus Allbroght was rounding up his squadron.
"Alright boys, this is it!" he said with an air commanding respect, but not fear.
Perhaps that was why his troops always liked him, however tonight wasn't a night for pleasantries and mirth. Tonight was all business. The government had set them on a mission, not the government the public knows about however, the real government. Their mission was to assassinate Premiere Vladimir Dell for the true government believed he wasn't suiting their purposes anymore. They were told to make it look like a terrorist attack. They were provided with intel that stated he would be taking the nation's one and only national highway cross country and were told to blow out a bridge over the Doverian gorge, named thus because its discoverer was listening to the well known song the cliffs of dover, but not those cliffs.
Three hours hence.
Allbroght and his team approached the bridge and his demolitionist, Charlie St. James, an e2, set the c4 charge on the middle of the bridge, where the gorge was deepest. Then they played the waiting game. Finally, after a half hour, they saw Dell's limousine approach the bridge. St. James counted," 3, 2, 1, showtime!" and hit the detonator. There was a magnificent flash and a resounding concussive blast and as fast as it had happened, it had stopped. The team went to inspect the damage and saw, a massive gap where there once was a bridge's road and support beams, and waited for the crunch to confirm that the car had hit rock, it came. Allbroght called for extraction and the night proceeded as though nothing had happened.
The next day the Headlines in the Tritonuan read,"DELL KILLED IN POSSIBLE TERRORIST ATTACK!" and, "TRITONUA LEADERLESS BEFORE PEACE COUNCIL!"
The mission was deemed a success.
"Alright boys, this is it!" he said with an air commanding respect, but not fear.
Perhaps that was why his troops always liked him, however tonight wasn't a night for pleasantries and mirth. Tonight was all business. The government had set them on a mission, not the government the public knows about however, the real government. Their mission was to assassinate Premiere Vladimir Dell for the true government believed he wasn't suiting their purposes anymore. They were told to make it look like a terrorist attack. They were provided with intel that stated he would be taking the nation's one and only national highway cross country and were told to blow out a bridge over the Doverian gorge, named thus because its discoverer was listening to the well known song the cliffs of dover, but not those cliffs.
Three hours hence.
Allbroght and his team approached the bridge and his demolitionist, Charlie St. James, an e2, set the c4 charge on the middle of the bridge, where the gorge was deepest. Then they played the waiting game. Finally, after a half hour, they saw Dell's limousine approach the bridge. St. James counted," 3, 2, 1, showtime!" and hit the detonator. There was a magnificent flash and a resounding concussive blast and as fast as it had happened, it had stopped. The team went to inspect the damage and saw, a massive gap where there once was a bridge's road and support beams, and waited for the crunch to confirm that the car had hit rock, it came. Allbroght called for extraction and the night proceeded as though nothing had happened.
The next day the Headlines in the Tritonuan read,"DELL KILLED IN POSSIBLE TERRORIST ATTACK!" and, "TRITONUA LEADERLESS BEFORE PEACE COUNCIL!"
The mission was deemed a success.