[h3]Samal Rishon Mazal Zamiyr, (SSG, IDF, retired)[/h3]

[i]"Remind me, do you take it on the rocks? And Mazi - you like it neat, right?"[/i] asked the American with the light pink hair. Mazi noticed the woman was a large specimen—someone who might fit the axiom, [i]Girl Boss![/i]--quite intimidating. 

[@Laser Kiwi]

“Neat please, I don’t need it watered down.” Mazi responded to Tylar then a pause, “…and thank you!” Mazi quickly got up and moved to acquire the beverage. She took the glass from Tylar and knocked it back, allowing the brown liquid to warm her esophagus as it slowly made its way down to her stomach. “Ooooh, that is some good stuff, ma’am.” Mazi smiled at Tylar.

[i]"Well, we could just put some Rammstein on, now that's just fucking offensive in general, ja?"[/i] Laura suggested a music Mazi did not necessarily appreciate, [s](but her author does)[/s] but would listen to it if it was played. “How about Doja Cat or Dua Lipa?” Mazi suggested.

[@FourtyTwo]

[i]"That is the look of ‘ve are going to go killing again’, I think. Anyone want to bet? Strip Poker this one? No, nobody? Urgh, fine."[/i] the large German translated Skye’s appearance for others to know what was about to happen. Mazi did not get the strip poker reference but was prepared to go [i]all in[/i], if necessary. She was confident she had the goods to back up her bet.

Ban and Oliver were cooking up food for everyone. Mazi went over to sample some of their food. She took a few chicken wings, cheese sticks and egg rolls. She took her sampler plate back to the couch to sit down and taste them. She did not grab a lot of food, just enough to get a taste of them. She wasn’t crazy about American food but did like the Japanese fare.

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Just as Mazi thought she could relax a little, Major Lyons received a phone call. Her expression was such that it was obvious the team had been given a mission. Mazi waited to hear what it was all about. We’re heading into a mountain strong point defense in the Austrian Alps. After the other conduct a SEAD mission (Suppression of Enemy Air Defense), her part would come into play. Major Lyons looked at Mazi as she spoke, [i]“Mazi, Ban, you two are with me. The V22 will swoop in once the outside is secure. I need you both to be ready for close quarters, and to push forward with the heavies taking the heat through the halls and into the server room. Once there, Su-Cheong, you're up for counter measuring whatever they are trying to break into the network with.

We all clear? This is need to know, so kit up and we meet at the helipad, wheels up at 2105. I'll explain the rest when we're in."[/i]

Mazi hurried away from the rec room back to her room thinking she would need her winter camouflage. More than likely those mountains are covered in snow still. She had acquired the new IDF kit 300 camouflage which blends in with a desert as well as a winter wonderland like the Alps. Mazi rarely wore warm underclothing, but something told her, it was a good idea this trip. She pulled on a pair of wicker leggings, wicker top, then a warm pair of socks. Next, she pulled the winter camouflage over her under things. On her belt, she pulled on her Leatherman and Mark II survival knife. She then pulled her black combat boots on, laced them up and tied them off, tucking the laces into the top. She used a lightweight tactical rappel harness, that wrapped around each leg and her waist with a locking D and Figure 8 descender attached to the front. She put this on in case she needed to make an ascent or a rappel. Her tactical pistol belt and holster, was pulled on next to go along her right thigh under the assault vest. Then the assault vest fitted with magazine pouches for the Tavor Submachine gun and the Tavor 7 assault rifle. There were also pouches for the Masada handgun. Once her vest was snapped in, she began inserting magazines into all the pouches and even four fragmentation grenades into the grenade loops. She tucked a few smoke grenades into her buttpack along with four pounds of C4 explosives. Alon with the explosives were four M60 firing devices, a hundred meters of detonation cord and two meters of fuse cord. She made a mental note to ask Ban if he wouldn’t mind carrying the blasting caps. The caps were individually placed in a wooden box about he size of a back of cigarettes. Each cap was in its own slot. It was considered bad manners to carry both the explosives and the blasting caps on the same person. The caps were explosive, like a firecracker. With wood as good resistance, it was ideal for carrying the volatile tools. She carried fifteen of the twenty 20-round magazines for the Tavor 7 and eight of the SMG mags along with three pistol magazines. A few boxes of loose rounds were included in her left cargo pocket. Then she slipped on her tactical fingerless gloves, color white and finally her High Cut Helmet with NOD mounted on front. She snapped the chin strap, placed her pistol in its holster, slung the SMG over the right shoulder and the assault rifle over the left. If she were jumping, she would get her chute rig at the Osprey. But she was pretty sure her, ban and the Major would get out when their VTOL aircraft landed after the SEAD mission was complete.

[@BigPapaBelial]

Once she was aboard the aircraft she took a seat near the front. She put her earbuds in and set her playlist to her favorite playlist. The first song to play was Don’t Start Now, by Dua Lipa followed by Get Into It by Doja Cat.

“Gray Wolf ready!” Mazi announced when she was ready for the operation.