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[COLOR=00aeef][indent][sub][I] Hinterlands, Brazil[/I] - [I]Present Day[/I][/sub][sup][right]Issue 1.04.1: South of the Border[/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][B]Interaction(s):[/B] [I]None[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Previously:[/b] [I] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4897596]Issue 1.03.5: Come and See[/url][/I][/right][/SUP][/indent][/color]

Romanoff raised her hand, and the soldiers behind her slowed down. At the edge of the forest, there were about twenty SHIELD operatives decked out in camouflaged military gear. Romanoff lowered a set of red goggles and tapped the side. What at first seemed to be akin to red-tinted shades suddenly lit up, revealing an electronic overlay. The goggles began scanning a single metal door with a concrete frame leading into the mountain. She began seeing inside, noticing working electrical wires lining the interior of the small bunker. There were a vast array of working consoles and tools inside. Needless to say, this base was clearly in some sort of operation.

Romanoff gave a nod, and the other SHIELD operatives sprung into action. Half surrounded the entrance, while the others held the tree line. One operative planted an explosive on the door before backing away. With the pressing of a trigger, the thermite ignited and began cutting through the steel door. It didn’t take long before the door slowly swung open, and the operatives began storming in. Natasha watched from the tree line, her sidearm drawn. After an uncomfortable minute, a voice came over the comms. [color=gray]“Widow, you should come in here.”[/color]

Natasha gave a nod and held up a fist for the rest of the operatives to hold the tree line. She slowly approached the bunker and cautiously entered in. Her firearm was drawn and ready as she went down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, the SHIELD operatives stood throughout the concrete bunker. Along one wall was some sort of pool with various wires and machines hooked up to it. Along the other wall was some sort of workshop, with various tools and tables set up with various gadgets sitting there half worked. Near the work bench was a short, hunched figure with his hands raised in the air. He slowly turned around, giving a small smile towards Romanoff. [color=lime]”Pleasure to see you again, Natasha. It took you long enough.”[/color]