“Sir, no, sir!” replied the rest of the squad.
“Okay then, lets get on our way…you’ve got ten minutes to get ready then out on the ground for leave. You know why, because we’ve got a country to save!” he shouted as the men got out and ran for the door. The 14 men exited the door-room and entered the sweaty locker room to get ready to put on their carapace armour and get all their equipment and guns ready. The lieutenant was last to leave after he closed the window at the end of the room then turned off the lights. He took one last look around at the room as it may be the last time he was going to see it.
Mippling quickly collected his belongings together as well as putting on his carapace armour, boots, gloves and helmet. He also attached his water bottle and grenades to his clothing and targeting device to his ear. Everyone was just leaving as Mippling walked over to the corner, picked up his backpack and 2 barrelled shotgun as well as a long, surprisingly heavy bag. He walked out and handed each man a needle sniper rifle with 20 bullets loaded in them.
“Use them well.” Mippling said as he handed the rest out. He took a sniper rifle himself and then handed out a targeting device to everyone as well.
He gathered everyone together and used the sign for ‘work in code’ and ‘follow me’ just before he turned round and ran up to the Z16 passenger plane which would arrive themselves just outside the target area. Lieutenant Mippling now felt even more determined to succeed in his mission even if he didn’t get out alive after his thoughts about how he hated the enemy colonel.
As the men clambered on the small black craft, Mippling sensed that his men were going to do something miraculous that night due to there being a full moon. Nobody else noticed as he stopped due to this as they hurriedly boarded.
Inside, the ship was very basic, with two benches and a mission brief television nearer the front. It was quiet aboard the ship for the full journey apart from the gentle humming of the engine. Slowly they felt the speed slowly stop at about 5000 feet above sea level. All recruits put their parachutes on and one by one jumped out. The journey down slowed at about 2000 feet as the squad let rip on their parachutes and gradually drifted down towards the baron land. Mippling noticed an outlook post which, according to the brief was their way in. They manoeuvred through the wooded area of trees and mass foliage for a covered landing. On their way down one man, unknown to the lieutenant, hit a branch and was killed with blood spurting everywhere. Mippling showed no emotions like always as he knew and his squad knew that deaths were inevitable. Then they continued onwards to where the outpost was situated.
Covered in foliage put on through entering the forestry, Mippling and his squad now moved through dense woods in a north north east direction. They came across little dangerous plants which were expected, but, the first plant ate the lead man as quick as we could blink and from then on the rest of the squad were much more cautious of the dark green man traps. They continued on their way as Mippling swore revenge over and over I his head at his rival, Colonel Richardson, who many thought him as a nice chap. Brazil was also America’s rivals at the moment and he swore revenge for them also because Brazil was now surpassing the Americans in technology ideas.
The lieutenant signalled for everyone to surround the outpost and set up sniping positions to kill the guards who at the moment were denying them access to the underground ‘palace’. They were sniped perfectly except one guard’s spasm was to pull the trigger that killed the two men that took aim. Mippling left 8 of his men behind to act as the guards for decoy purposes as he lead on taking with him the level 3 security guard and his 2 men left that had not been killed: Private Ryan and Daniel for the next section of their mission.
Each step taken led the 3 veterans closer to the enemy, and with dangerous guards and slyer traps. Each step was taken slower and quieter than the last. They managed to make it through 7 corridors by either assassinating the guards or just by sniping them down as well as figuring out the traps.
Now taking off all their foliage the men were back in full urban camouflage, perfect for the dull concrete corridors they were in that had dim lights and odd bits of graffiti from the bored guards. Mippling looked down at his map again to check the follow-through to the next passage; they were heading the right way. With one more passage to go through the colonel edged up to the wall and took a peak round the corner. There was one guard left denying the 3 veterans entry to the upper boundary of the great hall where Colonel Richardson was feasting. He set up his sniper rifle against the wall, moving into position for a headshot. On his way moving up the body, Mippling observed that the guard’s uniform looked brand new, ironed and without a mark upon them, ‘must be a new recruit’ he thought. He felt sorry for the lad, and had trouble pulling the trigger, but finally found it in himself to do it as he thought ‘this is war’.
“Sshooppp”
“Argh!!!” screamed the guard as he got a bullet straight up his nose, fell to his knees and then forwards dropping his gun with a rather large thump and then sprawling his arms out above his head as a small trickle of blood ran along the floor.
“Hope no one heard that!” joked Private Daniel as he and Private Ryan got up to hide the body.
Mippling got up and slowly walked towards the door feeling rather pleased about his self at his tally of a 1000th kill in special missions. He put the pass card in the door. It took a few seconds to accept the card while two lights flashed back and forth, then pushing the card out leaving the green light on. They had access to the balcony above the great hall!
The colonel slightly opened the door and kept in keeping low. The atmosphere was completely different here with lots of loud noises for the feast. The loaded up his gun and took aim as Private Ryan came in and took aim also. They both took aim on the colonel’s head as Mippling took a little snigger.
There was a loud scream as to bullets hit the colonel, one through his heart and the other in between his eyes. Quickly before anyone noticed 4 grenades were thrown into the midst for confusion as the tree snipers left the room and continued on their way back out.
“Ooh, revenge is sweet” Mippling said as they ran back to the airplane that dropped them off which was now situated in the open plane cut away by a grenade. As they boarded Mippling said gratefully to his fellow 10 comrades left “well done guys, that’s a 47th mission well done, even if we did suffer a few casualties.”
As they sat down and the plane took off the men mourned for the journey back over the death of their fellow men.
The End
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