(Because of historical reasons, I like that Skyth is with me. We RP very well together.)

Wojtek looked up, looking at Sergei. 
"Just what I love. I need a RIB, for my team, and Virus. We'll roll in and get the job done. Walking two K might seem hard. But I have no doubt we can get the job done. We can hit them, with enough fire alright. I'd want to not go direct to that stone wall, and we can pick off anyone outside it with Scot. Bird, I'd want you with him which case- you stock up and fire from 500m away, in a lull, ahead of the main force. My team, Osprey, can line up fire on the compound from afar too- staying out of harm's way, but firing whatever we have. It might be tricky, but there's not a doubt we have the weaponry. Virus could grab the Brothel, and provide overwatch, there's a little elevation that could be perfect for 40mm fire on the building itself. My team can raid, sweep the place, and murder anyone we see after we're done. I'll be happy to simply kick the doors down and kill this fuck." Wojtek simply said, as he looked over.
"Either that, or a airborne drop. Unlikely, because you give us a deadline of four hours." Wojtek said, shrugging his shoulders, as Thor somewhat smirked.

"I will have the Gustav ready then. Hurrah. Nothing like headhunting." Thor simply said, as Wojtek looked over, nodding.
"We'll use that, yes. But not on the building. I don't want to needlessly kill prostitutes if we can help it. But we can blow the stone wall in with it to breach the compound, or alternatively, use grapple hooks to get over it. It could just be a thin fence, in which case, we can just break out the wire cutters. The sat image isn't great, but we can use it." Wojtek said, looking over.
"This man goes down then. They have a spotlight, and flahshlights on their weapon. But we can snipe the light, and make some noise. Might not even need sound suppressors, if it gives us better ballistics. Stealth isn't entirely an option. Hit and run is, and I know we can do precisely that. Perhaps we'd be best off having Virus getting into a flanking position first, sweeping the Brothel, then Osprey can launch it's attack. Really confuse them" Wojtek simply said, as he looked to his own team, personally looking at each operator in turn.
"Right, change in plan, Osprey. It's a night raid, gents, and Bird of course. We go should hit the beach at 0100 Hours, it'll take us a while with the RIB to get there. Usual kit, desert pattern, preferably AOR1. NVGs, as standard, use a combination of frags and flashes. We're not up against a significant force, this is a backwater. But if this man has friends, then we're going to be laying down more than just a little fire. Virus, I hope you're alright with that- if you got a suggestion on your flank, or want to perhaps set up something to delay reinforcements, be my guests. Because Osprey's going to kick their fucking heads in." Wojtek simply said, as Osprey gave a nice hubub, Wojtek looking to Sergei with a certain look, that he had this. They were to kill this man, and Osprey agreed.

(OOC- whatever Virus says in regards to the op, I will basically kink out with you Skyth before they move out, or PM it to me. I want to keep things syncronous with the other one.)

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Somewhere off the coast of Somalia
0100 Hours

It was moderately dark, as the moonlight had come fairly low, and revealed fairly little. The RIB was tight, but it fit the two teams, just about. The Rigid Inflated Boat was fairly lightweight, and only had an M249 cradled at the end, which Wojtek had left to Virus to have fun with. Right now, he sat by the driver, Czech, and Thor sat opposite on the rubber side of the boat, with a Boonie Hat, camouflaged distinctly brown. Wojtek himself just wore an Ops Core helmet, with a pair of quad-optic night vision goggles currently over his eyes, whilst Bird wore a simpler black baseball cap, above her CADPAT Desert uniform. Scot wore a Beanie, with a headset attached, and also had a NVG set in his hands, that he was getting set. Czech's MICH helmet and thermal bandit looked like it would cut the job- in general, they were ready for an assault, for crossing off a target, and looked the part. Perhaps not like just one Special Forces unit, but perhaps you could pick out elements of many.

"Wei Jin, you got any last ideas on our movement in? We're all set once we hit the shoreline. It's sparsely populated, we can leave the boat here. Just minimal light signatures, and we'll be alright. I got our waypoints keyed in, you can radio me when need be. Your team ready?" Wojtek asked, as he turned to the Chinese leader of Virus, a squad almost completely the opposite of Wojtek's squad. Virus was distinctly Eastern, composed of a Chinese, Malay, Singaporean and Phillipino, not to mention Japanese operator. They were very strangely different, and had different capabilities compared to Osprey, that was for sure. Osprey could be a anvil, and Virus was good as a Hammer. They could kick some ass, when the time came to it, and no doubt, they would. 

Checking his own rifle, Wojtek loaded a magazine in, as Bird put a 5.56 PMAG into her C8, slapping the release as she smirked, taking her gloved hand over her NVG set, as she placed it down.
"The green wonder. Damn, it's restrictive sometimes, but I like these quad-optics we got now. They really invested the money well." She said, the quad-optical set of NVGs that Osprey had perhaps an example that years down the line, investment into NVGs had very well increased in PMCs- and the field of view was far greater, though it was a little more awkward to get used to, as opposed to regular NOD sets. Scot looked over, as he loaded a 20-round 7.62 magazine, marked with a red stripe for a distinctive purpose of the 7.62mm rounds inside the clip, which Scott wanted for greater accuracy- they had a little more ballistic travel and less drop-off, than a regular round would have. He smirked, as he looked to the front, to the rapidly closing shoreline.
"They did. But never rely on technology, I say. We aren't getting EMP'ed, but if the spotlight sees us, we're going to be blind as fucking bats with these sets on. We'll need the light dead, but the moment it goes down..shit hits the fan, and we could be comrpimised" Scot said, as Wojtek nodded.
"So it'd be a good idea for Virus to get past it, maybe use an irrigation ditch. Stay down, get to the Brothel and flank it out. We're going to be walking anyway, so there's plenty of time to think it through. But I want this target to have a fucking bad wakeup call when we arrive. I read his file. He's a true shithead." Wojtek added, as Thor nodded.
"Agreed. I might not agree with everything Antov and the Boss say. But he needs to go." Thor simply said, as he checked the optic for one last time, as Czech cut the engine off, as they moved in.

"20 Seconds." He simply said, as they drifted in on the strong tide, the RIB being brought ashore by the strong current, as before they knew it, they were on the sandy shore. Jumping out, Wojtek looked around, scanning the area, the AN/PEQ-15 on, as he looked to the rest.
"Lasers on. They've got nothing of the sort to see IR with, they're poor, remember." Wojtek said bluntly, as Czech recovered his FN Minimi, loading the belt fed GPMG with a 100-Round box of 7.62, sweeping the area.
"Okay. Bird, Scot, you head to the OP, and get us a look. Say when you can take the shot. Virus, your call here. I'd suggest not going all in one direction- if we can secure the Brothel, and create a pincer, they won't have anywhere left to run." He simply said, as Bird and Scot were moving already on Wojtek's word, the British-Canadian marksman team moving up through a grassy ditch, towards their slightly elevated position out from the site. It was a small abandoned house of sorts that had come up on sat scans, and it would do the trick, no doubt. Wojtek knew that they'd regroup later- but for now, his team was three man strong, and they were going to move about 50m to their right, and set up a fire zone.