An elite unit of Operational Detachment Nevada 51 operators were tasked with shadowing Hank.
They were successful in their reconnaissance and managed to catch up to Hank even in the chaos that erupted through reality.
This is the story of the SFOD...
Shadow: sure but I won't listen to your complains about back pain.
Qilin: quiet. We're almost at the area where we're supposed to pick the kid's friends up.
Lockjaw: why are we doing this again?
Qilin: boredom. You got a better idea?
Lockjaw: roast marshmallows?
Qilin: just be quiet. No better ideas then. Now shut up will you?
Lockjaw: fine.
Lockjaw looked annoyed that I told him to stop with his antics and Shadow was just chuckling during the ordeal. I should have shit on him too.
We're almost at the location now. We are already walking through the battered streets. Navigating around this pile of garbage that was once called a city is pretty difficult with all the rubble and trash around. It's fucking filthy here.
Shadow: you sure this is worth it? We don't even know what is hunting this kid's friends.
He looked at me with a slightly worried expression. Guess he's not too sure about this.
Qilin: yeah I know this is kinda fishy. But we can handle it. We're experts and nothing will stand in our way. We will kill all of them if they are a threat to us.
Shadow: sounds good to me.
Lockjaw: killing all of them would defeat the purpose of saving them.
Qilin: Having you around defeats the purpose of having an intelligent functioning squad. But we tolerate you anyway so your point?
Lockjaw: fuck you too, sir.
Qilin: good. And now quiet. It should be just around the corner.
We got closer to the gunshots to which we walked with no rush at all and slowly stacked up on the walls of the broken buildings and peeked over the rubble to see what we're dealing with.
Qilin: that's those Sangvis Ferri fuckers.
Lockjaw: they again?
Qilin: alright. Shadow, set up your rifle and cover us. Lockjaw, you're with me.
Both nodded at my command and got on with following them. We snuck behind them and silently took them out. Our knives got bloody and we ran out of isolated enemies and the rest was grouped together. I told Shadow that now it's going to get loud and pull a grenade out.
I pull the pin and throw it at a large bunch of SMG wielding hostiles. The group got dispersed and Lockjaw and I cleaned up the rest.
Lockjaw: way too easy. I might actually fall asleep.
Then a bunch of flying drones began to swarm us. We managed to fight them off until now even more wheeled drones came after us.
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