The Predator of the Depths

Clockwork

The four Commanders of the main four factions, plus Major Freya Leslie, they sit in Sicilia's office as they all look towards a phone, which David North is talking from.

"NORAD was able to confirm that the three missiles haven't been moved further into Europe." David informs.

"Well, where did they go?" Stait asks.

"That's exactly what I'm sending your all to find out. The President has authorized 'Operation Clockwork', an assault on a Separatist facility high in the Andes that could give us the answer."

"Isn't that the part of the world where the Sirens set off that bomb that sent that entire area into a enteral winter?" Osami asks.

Sicilia nods. "Yeah, m-m-many people have died because of it."

David continues. "You will infiltrate the facility and gather any information you can on their missile program."

"And what about Menendez?" Stait asks. "He wants all of us, dead."

"I'd like to see him try." Freya speaks up and she flexes her robot left arm. "Once I see him, I'm gonna fucking strangle him!"

"F-Freya, c-calm down." Sicilia calls out.

"You... You don't know what he did to me, Alice..." Freya's one good eye gains a distant look. "What he did to my comrades."

"He's just a senile old man." Ardnt huffs as she drinks from a flask.

"A senile old man that controls a military that has already killed thousands of people." David corrects.

"Eh, good point."

"But we'll get Menendez, just not now. 'Clockwork' is the priority."

David ends the call and everyone stands up and stretches out.

Ardnt turns to Sicilia. "Are yeah sure you can handle this?"

"She was able to save Nikolia with me and Major Freya, wasn't she?" Stait glares at the Iron Blood Commander.

Ardnt smirks. "But who had to save all your asses in Verkhnetoyemsky, by raining down Death from Above?"

Sicilia sweats and waves her hands. "Girls, l-l-let's not fight. We h-h-have a plan to catch."

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"Clockwork"
Jul. 16. 22:35:44
The Andes, Patagonia

The four Commanders finish putting on some Separatist gear, they so graciously secured from a patrol they encountered several minutes prior. Ardnt stands near a crash snowmobile as she lots a body. Snow falls around them.

"Time?" Ardnt calls out as she tosses a helmet to Sicilia.

Sicilia catches the helmet and puts it on, and hides her white hair under it. Then she syncs her watch with her squad.

"Twenty-two thirty five." Stait informs.

"Move out." Ardnt orders as she smashes the flickering snowmobile's headlight.

Sicilia pulls out a suppressed M1903A4 and follows after the three other Commanders. Sicilia has AS-44 on her back she secured from an enemy. The others have various Suppressed Northern Parliament weapons they secured from the patrol.