Viper 1-1, on standby.

32: A New Day

Sam: "Gear up, Bryne." Sam said as he patted my shoulder.

"Already?" I asked.

Sam: "You expecting the bad guys to wait?"

"No, Sam."

Sam: "Exactly, now gear up Bryne. Armory 397, 10375194."

"Eh?"

Sam: "I'll just text you."

"Righto." I walked to the armory and glided my fingers on the doors, feeling the small bumps in them. I reached it and whipped out my phone.

"Hey, I'm here."

Sam: "10375194. 34957 for the armor capsule."

"Gotcha." I smacked in the code, prompting the door to open instantaneously. I saw a big room, reminding me of the armory at six's base, just larger. Damn, all this for one mission? I went to the wall, which had a capsule. I opened it up with the latter code I had seen, and it revealed a bodysuit of bulky armor, reminding me of bulldozers from Payday 2. I put on the gear, and it fit a bit tight for my preference, but I decided to endure it.

Zero: "Hey kid, it's a HALO infiltration. Get your parachute."

"Ah, I like this mission."

I made my way to the... the place where the plane opens and drops hummers and people. I grabbed my parachute while taking note of the people around me. I thoroughly described to myself a female with maroon hair and a... French accent? I also noticed a Caucasian man who was referred to as Torres.

Female: "Viper, come here." I came to her position and stood at attention. "I'm Gecko, that is Torres, we're your squadron for the mission. I'm squad leader."

"Understood."

Pilot: "Here's your stop. Hope you enjoyed flying with Gaulin Airlines Fly like a free bird!" Fuck man, now I've got it stuck in my head. The door opened, with the air hitting my gear. In the corner of my eyes, I could see a boat being pushed out of the aircraft.

Gecko: "Go, go, go!" She jumped first into the freefall, and Torres followed, yelling in glee.

"Oh, hell yeah! Whoo-hoo! Let's get some shit done!" I did a little spin move before my freefall, after all, it's the best one. I tugged on my rope, making the parachute blow open. I grunted from the sudden removal of momentum. I landed into the water below the aircraft as I watched it fly away. "Adios, mosquito craft." Detaching my parachute, I swam to the boat and got in with Torres, waiting for Gecko. Eventually, she got in the boat.

Gecko: "Alright, we all here?" She said as she turned on the speedboat and we sustained a gliding pace over the water. "We're going to get to that shore, and then we hop off and go far into the jungle to the encampment. Hostile white masks have taken one of our men, who was trying to do a stealth infiltration, hostage for interrogation. It is important we get Razor and that we remove all traces of evidence he was even there. Understood?"

Me and Torres: "Yes ma'am." All was silent while the boat arrived at its destination. We hopped off, and once we got off, I checked my magazine and ran all the combat systems for my helmet.

Gecko: "Comm check."

"Check."

Torres: "Check."

Gecko: "Okay, follow me." We moved through the forest, eventually reaching an encampment with tarps, tents, and makeshift buildings. White masks swarmed the damn place, a fact we all knew.

Gecko: "Move with me." She said as she went to a part of the gate which was covered by their makeshift building. "Torres, burn it. Viper, watch that corner."

Torres: "Yep."

I nodded as I pulled my sidearm off my holster and equipped its suppressor. I heard a blowtorch spark up as metal burned.

Torres: "Done." We crawled through the hole one by one, and I went last.

Gecko: "Torres, Viper, with me." Torres spinned around, stopping when he had his eyes on the opposite corner. He had his gun in a low ready position. Gecko had three fingers up, signaling three seconds. Three. Two. One.
We swung the corner and came face to a door. I kept my M1911 set to the door while Torres watched the large open space. Gecko opened the door steadily, and I walked in, spotting two hostiles. I put a bullet through the left-most guy's head and then snapped my barrel to the other. He was about to get a shot off, still shocked from the sudden appearance of me. I put a bullet in his arm, knowing he could know the interrogatee is. I ran towards him as his arm jerked back to cradle the other, bleeding violently. I grabbed out my knife in my left hand, smacking the mask with the butt of my gun. I holstered my sidearm, muffling the masks' screams for help. Torres and Gecko then entered the room, closing the door behind them. I kept my knife steady on the masks' neck, placing my knee on his belly.

"The interrogation room, where is it."

WM: "I'm not telling you shit."

"I didn't ask you to say shit, I asked you directions." I saw his head jerk away from me, facing Torres and Gecko, who were about to enter the room adjacent. I punched the mask to sleep and then zip tied him. "Hang on." I said to the two squamates as I walked to them. Torres grabbed out a snakecam, looking through the small hole.

Torres: "I see two hostiles, along with a man tied to a table. That's probably Mac." He placed the snakecam in the backpack, getting in position to breach.

Gecko: "Breaching." She said as she kicked through the door. Torres pushed in first, hitting the first guy in the chest. The next in was Gecko, who dropped the second guy instantly, with a nasty shot to the head. I moved in next, seeing the room clear, and freed Mac from his bonds. "This him?" I said as I ripped the bag off his head, revealing an American male.

Torres: "Yep."

"You all spry mate? Fighting condition? Can you shoot a gun?" He didn't make any physical nor verbal reply. I examined his body and found his fingers broken; his wrists slashed. "Fucken bastards. Look at this." I gestured to Torres and Gecko as I took watch on the door.

Torres: "Alright. Let's get him out of here."

Gecko: "Torres, pick him up."

Torres: "Okay."

Gecko: "Viper, take point." I nodded as I got ready to move through the building. When I got a pat on my shoulder, I began moving through, making sure the ziptied mask was still dead. "We still have C4 to plant on their generators. Torres, get Mac to the speedboat and wait for us." Torres nodded, moving through the broken gate. Me and Gecko moved forward to the generator, cover by a tarp. "I'll watch for them, go plant the C4 on the genny." She said as she handed me three C4. I moved forward with the three C4 planting them on the bottom of the generator. I looked back towards Gecko, signaling I had finished. She moved her head, signaling me to come with her. We exited through the burned gate, and made it to the shore.

Gecko: "Torres, start the boat." He revved it up, and we hopped in. "We need evac at my position."

Radio: "Evacuation plane should be there in two minutes."

"Alright then, what do you want to talk about?"

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The characters of De'Frasia and Torres are by PyraSugatra. He has full ownership of the characters.