(eng) Nick S. Thomas by Invasion 01

Author:Invasion 01 [01, Invasion]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Ross pulled the vehicle over as they reached the end of a dead end. He got out and went forward to look at the vast forest ahead of them.

"This is as close as we're gonna get."

"We're eight klicks out from target," said Dunn. Jesse Dunn, the sharpshooter among them.

The ground was rough, and it would be slow going, but they didn't have much of a choice.

"Where's a chopper when you need one?" Jose Ortiz asked.

"You're one lazy son of a bitch," remarked Payne.

They were looking out across a vast wilderness.

"It's a lot of ground to cover. We're looking for a platoon in all of this?" Bobby Olsen asked.

"We know where they were inserted and what they were heading for," replied Ross.

"Yeah, if any of that info is true."

"Even if the Major was planning something on the side, he'd have at least some of the fireteams carrying out the exercise. It would raise too many questions otherwise. So we have some references to work with."

"And we know the extract point, too."

"Crews waited there thirty minutes as they were supposed to, and nobody showed, so not gonna be a lot to see there, Max," said Jose.

"Unless someone showed up late," replied Payne.

"They could have activated the beacon and called the birds back," Max replied.

"Too many maybes. I want to know what happened here," Ross said sternly.

"Nothing smells right about this," said Jose.

"No shit. Gear up, we move out in ten."

They opened up the backs of the trucks to reveal a well stock armoury, enough hardware to go to war. It wasn't long before they were fully geared up and on the move. They wore MTP camo equipment, but with no insignia at all.

"You think if a platoon got into trouble, we might need a little more help in getting them back out?"

"Rookies, at night. No NVGs, a small amount of ammo. No radio comms, and they aren't us, Max."

"Still, a platoon ain't gonna roll over easy, no matter what they're carrying."

That worried Ross, too, but he wasn't about to admit it. They all knew the mission was highly unusual, as were the circumstances.

"What are we even doing out here? We should be on a beach drinking Margaritas by now."

"You can keep that girly shit to yourself, Jose," replied Payne.

"He's right though," added Olsen.

"Yeah, what are we doing out here?"

"We're carrying out orders. That’s what we are doing out here."

"The Captain told you a whole lot more than you shared with us."

"Yeah, Jose, and how's that different to any other day?"

"Here I was thinking we were a team."

"You're a whiny little bitch, aren't you?"

Payne half meant it as an insult, and half as friendly banter.

"I'm sorry, but I had some ladies waiting for me this weekend. Maybe you like spending all weekend with the only girl you're ever gonna lay your hands on, but that ain't for me."

"Gunta and me, we've got history," he said, holding up his beloved light machine gun.

"You know it's weird, this whole relationship you have with your weapon, you know that right?"

"You have your ways and I have mine," he replied with a smile.

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