FROZEN WASTELAND-
Show whips. Headlights approach. A HIGH-TECH HMUV grinds through an ARCTIC SNOWSTORM. The HMUV stops. TWO SHIELD MEN get out. The whipping snow is deafening. They can barely see. The SEARCH TEAM LEADER, a CIVILIAN, meets them, offering his
Hand.
"You the guys from Washington?" The search team leader shouts over the wind, "Get many other visitors out here?" The SHIELD Lieutenant says with Sarcasm. "How long have you been on site?" The SHIELD technician asks.
"Since this morning. A Russian oil team called it in about 18 hours ago." The search team leader says as they start walking towards the reason why they were they're. "How come nobody spotted it before?" The SHIELD Lieutenant asks as they walk against the harsh cold winds.
"Its really not that surprising, Landscape changes all the time." The Search Team Leader says as he gestures around them and gets a worried look. "You got any idea what this thing is, exactly?" The Search Team Leader asks as he looks over his soldier. "I dont know Its probably a weather balloon?" The SHIELD Lieutenant says as they keep marching on.
"I don't think so" The SHIELD men stare. The team leader shrugs and walks on. "Listen, for the record, we don't have the equipment for a job like this-"
"So? How long before we can start craning it out?" He stops the SHIELD Tech, a bit incredulous. "I don't think you quite understand..." The Search Team Leader points at something. "You guys are going to need one hell of a crane."
THE TWO SHIELD MEN look, awestruck. A MASSIVE WINGTIP JUTS FROM THE ICE, TOWERING ABOVE THEM LIKE A SKYSCRAPER. A SKULL AND TENTACLE LOGO is just visible through the ice. German words are stenciled ominously below.
FROZEN PLANE - NIGHT
PITCH BLACK. The laser burns through, cutting a hole. The metal circle drops, letting in a shaft of light. THE TWO SHIELD OPERATIVES FROM THE HMUV RAPPEL DOWN THE ROPES.
They creep through THE FROZEN, DEVASTATED PLANE. Shattered control screens reflect their flashlights. THE LIEUTENANT eyes a panel, "GEFAHR. EXPLOSIVSTOFFE."
"Base, were in." The Lieutenant says into his radio,"Lieutenant?" The Tech says as he stares at the frozen cockpit. "Hold that, Base." THE TECH chips at AN ICE FLOE, then stops. He sees part of something red and white, maybe even blue as well."What is it?" The lieutenant stares, awed. "Base, get me a line to the colonel. I don't care what time it is. These Two have waited long enough....."He knocks away the last of the ice, revealing...A RED, WHITE AND BLUE SHIELD. And a pair of DOG TAGS.
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