Victor made sure all the connections are in place one last time then shoulders the tooled down Denel, "So they are sending us in, to keep this hush hush, as major players in a side group, we and anyone else they choose to send in are going to be sworn to silence. So we need to be very very careful out there." He walked along with Natalie and with one big hand, closed the hanger door behind them. Just as the switch had been flipped with Natalie so is it also flipped with Victor. His normally passive but friendly face, has been switched out for a grim grimace across his face, eyes slightly squinted, darting everywhere to take in the details. 

As the pair began to walk towards their ride, members of the PMC slowly stopped what they are doing. The new Recon recruits idling in front of their barracks are treated to what they hadn't quite seen of their trainers. Victor had pushed them physically past their limits and into new physical terrain. Natalie had pushed them mentally and morally into a new level. But they see now, the pair as they are when they are in that place that makes them the top kick of the Company. Armored out like tanks, armed heavily enough that either of them could take on an infantry battalion and come out on top, even a armored company would have a hard time against even one of them. And here the two of them are, walking across the tarmac like they owned the world. Victor spotted them and stopped only briefly to salute then then with a huge grin, flips them all off too. As they are boarding the pair can hear, "Top Ops! Good luck!" Victor hums and boards the plane, the ramp he steps on groaning under the five to six hundred pounds if not more of armor and weapons. He nods to Natalie, "Won't say no to cuddling, but in the end, we have a job to do. Let's go do it huh?"

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Nolan got to his feet, dusting some orange dirt off his arms and chest, the blast from the rifle had dusted him lightly. Making his way over he takes the PDA orders from Ross and looks them over, "Huh, this is extreme hush hush, who knows how long since something this black has been ordered. Look at this operation level Platinum. If I remember correctly ol' General Lawrence has a clearance level of Gold, so this is above even his paygrade." He hums. Goes over and grabs his rifle, packing it away, waving down a Corporal, "I know this isn't usually your thing son, but the team here is being called in for some sort of Heavy Op. Can you do us the favor of cleanign this up for us? Do this and I'll buy your whole company two rounds at the bar when we get back huh? I'm Sergeant Nolan, don't worry ask around and someone will point me out when we get back. Deal?" The corporal looked over at the only slightly mussed up shooting position then nodded, "Thanks son." He then ran off to catch up with Andrew to go see Merlin and get the skinny one what the heck is coming their way, "All the way to Greenland...didn't even know there was anything up there." He said as he pressed Andrew up into a jog to get there sooner.