Flashia In A New World

Never In Vain

Same title but rewritten

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Hvadaal, Naeslagtland, 31/8/1702
The Zetas slowly made their approach to the house on two sides. As they got close, the point man of one of the team would unfold a ladder he brought with him and placed on the the window sill of the 2nd floor.

It gave them a quick access to the floor above as one-by-one would climb up the ladder. The point man would be the first, with his pistol out, he looked around to check on the two corners of the room, before going in and check the rest.

All of it show no one, the room was pretty much empty, sans the present operatives slowly increasing in number and stuff that they end up finding. Judging by the things in this room and how they have been organized, this seems to be where particularly long guns are stored here.

It's quite out of place considering that from Flashia's knowledge, Naeslagtland does not allow ownership of guns, at least for the time being. Even weirder that it seems they have bolt-action rifles instead of typical muskets here.

Whoever they are, they are definitely not Gestraen.

"Why did they not board up the window?" questioned one of the operatives "Like what if some random fisherman decided to nick one?"

"They could" said another "But... this would have been an entirely different story if they did"

"How so?"

"Would you find it suspicious that your neighbor had suddenly boarded his window up?"

"Ah, good point"

At the door beyond the room, voices are heard behind it. They can't make out what they're saying, but it seems they speaking something similar to Kiralsian. The FIIA Zeta operatives would then set themselves up at the doors, getting ready for the breach.

"Essence-1 here, give me a sitrep"

"Essence-2, first floor clear, proceeding to the next floor"

"Essence-3, just going down"

"Copy"

They would wait for the other team to do whatever they're doing over there, that being moving up the stairs. In the midst of waiting, they continued to listen in without understanding what they were saying and the operatives still at the ready.

"Essence-2's ready to go, on your mark"

The leader nods to the point man at the other side of the door, giving a go-ahead to breach. The point man in terms move to face the door head on, rifle aiming at it, before then simultaneously placing the gun at a high-ready position and kick the door open.

Around the same time, Essence-2 would also converge into the room, sandwiching the surprised occupants as they would gun down anyone that reached for a weapon of any kind. They hear the guns firing alright, but owing to the fact it's .300 Blackout coupled with suppressed, noise was minimized and outsiders never knew a thing.

Out of the 5, only 2 would have survived, the duo that chose the wise decision to not even try, raising his hands up

"You're not Naeslagt" One of them realized "Where do you-" and then he got smacked in the face by the buttstock of the black rifle, knocking him out in the process.

"Hey, watch it! You almost flagged me there!"

"Sorry"

Most of the squad would scan the surrounding before both team leaders declared a "Clear" to the rest, in sync. All that's left now, is to restrain those remained standing alive, as they would put zip ties on their arms behind their back.