[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/H2y3o1h.png?1[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9GxBjvd.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/HolG6gM.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dpLvYzd.png?1[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/RgrbUbC.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dZQiNGX.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/ulzMzzF.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/niK4cZr.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/vBA39wU.jpg[/img] [h1][i]A Hunt for Answers[/i][/h1] [b][color=a400ea]Maya "Cipher" Hammond[/color] [color=d588fc]Eagle Eye[/color] [color=999999]Mr. Smith[/color] [color=8493ca]Valkyrie[/color][/b] [sub][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/143799-create-a-hero-a-superhero-rpg-season-2-new-horizons-always-open/char?page=2#post-3904890](Full Cast of AbandonedIntel's Characters)[/url][/sub] [hr] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/8mpRb6XgR9dpzbwcRw/giphy.gif[/img] On Approach to Lost Haven, United States [sub][url=https://www.youtuberepeater.com/watch?v=66CLefw2qOI]MGS:V OST - "OKB Zero"[/url][/sub][/center] Swiftly making its way from underneath the horizon over the trees was a single Black Hawk Helodrone, followed by several more Helodrones. The Helodrone flew swiftly, its bearing heading straight for the city of Lost Haven. Having taken off from an undisclosed location, Galm Team had made a pit stop to one of [b][REDACTED][/b]'s secure outposts to consolidate intel before heading off to Lost Haven to find more. While most of Galm Team were in the helicopters hanging out in the back of the formation, there were only six onboard the lead helicopter. Cipher, Mr. Smith, Valkyrie and three of Eagle Eye's many combat bots. They remained in the helicopter while Eagle Eye flew the drone as fast as it can go, while the only person in the helicopter who wore a mask gave the two women the skinny. [color=999999]"I know we didn't give you guys any time to prepare, so I'll give you the briefing verbally."[/color] Mr. Smith said, leaning back in his seat. [color=999999]"Even though the data from the computers in Mexico were scrubbed, thanks to Eagle Eye, were we able to intercept enemy comms and get an exact location on one of their facilities."[/color] Mr. Smith said, grabbing an HK G3 rifle from beside him, patting the butt stock before loading in a large magazine. [color=999999]"The facility is located in the Warehouse District of Lost Haven. This place will be unfamiliar territory to us so keep your eyes out."[/color] He slapped the charging handle into place with a [b]*CHACK!*[/b], chambering a round. [color=999999]"Our objective is to neutralize any threats, and find any intel on that satellite. Chances are, that blast radius that Sandman saw are plans for another satellite attack, so we must act fast before we get vaporized ourselves."[/color] Valkyrie gulped before nodding, messing around with the settings on her left cybernetic arm with her right organic arm. [color=8493ca]"Are we getting any support from any local forces? Like the National Guard or local police?"[/color] [color=999999]"The President just declared a state of emergency, and the National Guard and NSA are already mobilizing and attempting to crack down on any perceived terrorist threats."[/color] Mr. Smith explained. [color=999999]"However, we haven't shared any of our intel with them. We're afraid that if we do, the National Guard would attempt to evacuate the city, and thus tip off the enemy... risking the possibility of triggering whatever the fuck that blast radius is for. So we're on our own for now."[/color] Cipher nodded before speaking. [color=a400ea]"What about Crow Team? Where are they going?"[/color] [color=999999]"Crow Team, which is headed by Sandman, is going with Pixy and the rest of the crew to set up a small base of operations outside the blast radius on Carver, that way we can rest up and resupply there if need be."[/color] Mr. Smith explained. [color=999999]"They'll also be setting up sensor arrays around Lost Haven so just in case if the satellite fires on Lost Haven or anywhere nearby, they can immediately get a lock on the satellite from the source of the beam, and allow Eagle Eye and Dragonborn to get a lock and shoot the damn thing down."[/color] Mr. Smith sighed. [color=999999]"Hopefully we won't need them... but if we do, we'll make sure that if the satellite fires, it will fire for the last time."[/color] Cipher nodded. While she wasn't too much of a fan of being vaporized by a kill-sat before completing some of her life goals, she at least hoped that if she did, that Dragonborn would do her job and destroy that satellite once and for all. She hoped that the blast radius was for something less severe, like a toxic gas or some strange portal or bomb of sorts. Something that Cipher and the rest of her team can easily survive. When she gets some alone time with Eagle Eye, she's gonna have to ask him to at least save the memories of her, and her comrades, so that if they do die here, the legacies of Galm Team will still remain alive. Mr. Smith looked around before speaking to Eagle Eye. [color=999999]"Eagle Eye, relay this to Crow Team as well."[/color] [color=d588fc]"As you wish."[/color] [color=999999]"Attention Galm Team and Crow Team. I have a proposition for you. Whoever's the first to locate that satellite through any means that doesn't get us killed will win a lifetime supply of Skittles and Milky Way candy bars on me. I hope that's enough incentive for you guys. That is all!"[/color] He said before leaning back again. [color=999999]"Fuck me..."[/color] He sighed. Cipher was at least relieved that she wasn't the only one who was scared about it. Mr. Smith then regained his composure.[color=999999] "Alright, just remember. Keep your eyes out, check your corners, and shoot straight. Quia Pax."[/color] [i][b]"Quia Pax."[/b][/i] Both Cipher and Valkyrie said in unison, putting their fists to their chests before grabbing their rifles, Cipher grabbing her FAL with Valkyrie grabbing her G3. Cipher put her rifle into battery as Valkyrie performed the HK Slap with her cybernetic hand. [center][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9GxBjvd.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dpLvYzd.png?1[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/RgrbUbC.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/iJ7b5Cc.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/ulzMzzF.jpg[/img] [b][color=8493ca]Dragonborn[/color] [color=d588fc]Eagle Eye[/color][/b] - [img]https://i.imgur.com/Ad4bVJK.gif[/img] 18 Kilometers above Lost Haven, United States[/center] A pair of F-15 Eagles soared across the sky, one of them unmanned, another manned by a woman. The woman, callsign [i]Dragonborn[/i], flew high above Lost Haven, leading the two-bird formation at the highest point they can both safely reach without breaking the limits on their Eagles. The woman looked up at the sky and sighed through her oxygen mask, before receiving a transmission. [color=d588fc][i]We should be flying clear of the blast radius.[/i][/color] Eagle Eye warned the pilot of the manned aircraft. Dragonborn responded, her accent reeking of Kiwi. [color=8493ca]"Oi, I know!"[/color] Dragonborn said, looking up into the sky. [color=8493ca]"We got no radar contact, right? None whatsoever?"[/color] [color=d588fc][i]Negative.[/i][/color] Eagle Eye replied. [color=d588fc][i]The target satellite comes equipped with top of the line cloaking technology. It cannot be detected through thermals, optics, or radar.[/i][/color] [color=8493ca]"Those cheat'n bastards."[/color] The Eagle Rider sighed in exasperation. [color=8493ca]"Let's just hope that the fockin' ASATs do their damn job."[/color] Dragonborn said, mentioning the large missiles that were loaded onto the center hardpoints on both fighters. [color=d588fc][i]They will, I assure you.[/i][/color] Eagle Eye said, bringing the unmanned F-15 closer to Dragonborn as more of a gesture than anything. [color=d588fc][i]We just need a proper datalink to guide our missiles, and I'm doing my best to find it now, and so is Galm and Crow Teams.[/i][/color] [color=8493ca]"Righto."[/color] Dragonborn turned towards her 'wingman', giving the unmanned fighter jet a friendly wave. [color=8493ca]"Let's go fly out of the radius before the damned Hounds get any ideas."[/color] Soon enough, the Eagles broke off of their flight path and headed North to remain in the more safer areas. [center][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9GxBjvd.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/HolG6gM.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dpLvYzd.png?1[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/RgrbUbC.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dZQiNGX.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/ulzMzzF.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/niK4cZr.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/vBA39wU.jpg[/img] [b][color=a400ea]Maya "Cipher" Hammond[/color] [color=d588fc]Eagle Eye[/color] [color=999999]Mr. Smith[/color] [color=8493ca]Valkyrie[/color][/b] - Near Warehouse District - Lost Haven, United States[/center] The lone Helodrone made its way into Lost Haven, flying past buildings at a low altitude, as to not get detected by any enemy radar. If the Hounds had any radar, that is. Mr. Smith brought his G3 to shoulder, and stood up within the Black Hawk. [color=999999]"Remember our cover story. We're Hendrix mercenaries on contract for the US Government. No more, no less."[/color] Mr. Smith said as the Helodrone approached the warehouse district but stopped short. [color=999999]"Get ready to drop."[/color] Both Cipher and Valkyrie stood up, 7.62mm NATO rifles at the ready. The first to jump out of the Helodrone were the three combat robots that Eagle Eye controlled, jumping from either side of the Black Hawk and into an obscured area in between several shipping containers. After the three combat bots cleared the drop zone, two fastropes were produced from the upper hardpoints of the Helodrone. [color=d588fc]"You're cleared to drop."[/color] Eagle Eye informed them. Valkyrie led the way, slinging her G3 on her back before fast roping down onto the ground. She promptly crouched and brought her gun to her shoulder, and soon Cipher and Mr. Smith followed, bringing their guns out. [color=a400ea]"Eagle Eye, second verse is same as the first."[/color] Cipher said. [color=d588fc][i]Wilco.[/i][/color] The Helodrone promptly retracted the ropes and took off on its own, arming the guns onboard hot and going to a nearby area to act for air support if need be. Cipher then turned to Mr. Smith and nodded to him, giving him a thumbs up. Mr. Smith made a hand signal of 'on me', and promptly led the team through the Warehouse District, heading straight towards what they suspect is a Hounds of Humanity cell base. They moved swiftly and quietly, and while the robots were somewhat noisy, only those nearby would detect them. Moving through a variety of shipping containers, stockpiles and several warehouse buildings, Galm Team closed in on their target. A warehouse worker, wearing safety neon and a hard hat, was just done operating a forklift, and was just about to clock out for the night. They had him working crazy shifts ever since the attacks in order to get productivity levels raised before martial law was established. He sighed, wiping his brow. He just turned around to see heavily armed people... three people armed with large rifles and three [i]murderbots.[/i] The man was just about to scream. Mr. Smith raised his hand at him and spoke into his mind. [color=999999][i]"Calm down."[/i][/color] His voice was compelling, and carried an imperative force with it to the man's mind. [color=999999][i]"You saw nothing here. We're just policemen. Make sure everyone is clear of the area."[/i][/color] The worker nodded softly before promptly running off. Cipher turned to Mr. Smith. [color=a400ea]"You know, the amount of times you use that power is starting to bother me a little."[/color] Cipher said softly before advancing forward with her commanding officer. Mr. Smith chuckled. [color=999999]"Hey, if it gets me free candy and keeps the innocent safe, it works for me."[/color] Mr. Smith said, moving into the darkness with his team of six. [color=999999]"We should be getting close, everyone split up in groups of two. Valkyrie, you're with me."[/color] Valkyrie sighed while Cipher split up with another bot, and two bots split up from their formation as well. [color=8493ca]"Are we gonna do this routine again? Someday someone's gonna catch on."[/color] Mr. Smith shrugged as he stacked up behind a wall. [color=999999]"How will the enemy catch on if they got their heads full of hot lead?"[/color] A slight pause. [color=999999]"Exactly."[/color]