[color=598527][i][b]Commander Fulman, Arctic Haven[/b][/i][/color]

John looked the soldiers over dressed in their Stealth Suits, armed with a mixture of night vision goggles and suppressed weapons. "Wolves, we've gotten the greenlight to commence Operation: Shadow Raid from the Brotherhood. You'll shortly be shipped out to Vegas, from there, you'll be making a HALO insertion into your target. That said, nom de guerre, names and ranks are forbidden on this op. You are assigned temporary names of apostles on this. John, Simon, James, Thaddeus, Phillip and Thomas." He pointed to each as he listed a name. "I don't need to say this, but as reinforcement of the gravity of the situation, if you fail this operation, you're being assigned deck cleaning duties until you quit or you die. This operation solidifies to the western US whether we're truly mercenaries or just a bunch of assclowns like the Snow Snakes are. Move out."

[color=598527][i][b]Fort Hope, New Vegas[/b][/i][/color]

The squad climbed aboard a somewhat small plane, the pilot already having the plane started up. As they took their seats, the pilot yelled to them through their pre-war communications equipment. "Right! Everyone ready? Here's the plan. We'll fly over NCR territory. We'll fly about 30 klicks in. When that light turns red, that's your cue to jump, got it? Good!". The plane began to slowly take off from the runway. When they were finally in the air, Simon, the team commander, looked out the window. He contemplated the point in any of this, it wasn't their fight. But then again, maybe a part of it was his guilt at sabotaging his former homeland. He sat quietly, sighing through his helmet as the setting sun began to go over the horizon, darkening the world. The room began to turn a dark red as if blood had exploded in the room. Simon slid open the door and got everyone in line, "Alright, you know the plan. Teams of two! Go! Go! Go!". They were all soon falling effortlessly to the earth. Fulman's voice came over their radio, "Alright men, we just got an update. We have a DNE warning by the Brotherhood on NCR and Legion. This op is currently restricted to scouting until we're given the go ahead to attack sites. The Legion does not know we're here, so they may see us as an NCR unit. That said, despite their warnings, if you should wind up with Legion and they pin you down, don't hesitate to kill them. I don't want a fight with the Legion, but this is NCR territory, it'll just be another poor raiding party gone missing, but try to avoid it where you can. We had one of the intel team sneak into the area, there should be a rusting truck nearby. Under a rock nearby will be retrofitted stealth boys with only one hour of power and a solar device that recharges it with six hours of sun. I don't need to point out the math, but that limits their use to need only, so don't go wild trying to play the Invisible Man. Good luck and god be with you all. Out."

When they were below Pre-War radar levels, their wristwatches gave a light and they pulled their parachute chords and landed softly into the sands of California. Simon pulled down his goggles and found the truck exactly as the commander described it and the rock nearby. He pried open a small toolbox that made the stealthboys nondescript in their hiding. "Commencing Operation: Shadow Raid. We rendevous five miles east of here near the border once demolitions have finished. Good luck." Simon and Thaddeus went their way and began searching for the key rail junctions to begin their part of the plan.