[b]The Ritz Hotel - 10/25/2022[/b]

It had been two full weeks from the mission at Mischief Reef, a long deserved vacation for the Obsidian taskforce. Nil in particular had been doing little more than resting and her usual goofing, even when a zombie infection spread through the city Nil was to stay out of it, issues of collateral damage or something.

But in the middle of Abasolo’s speech she dozed off, lots of words and nothing that seemed directly relevant, to her anyway. At least they eventually showed images of their target, and the mention of its importance to Thailand kept her listening… even if at the end of the speech all she gathered was that there’s this wall of sorts, important to various countries and it was damn, or damned or something. Safe to say Nil gathered barely anything from Abasolo’s speech, and then Bautista took the stage.

Maybe it was Bautista’s more direct approach or hus different voice, but Nil found it much easier to understand the mission at hand, anti-aircraft around that needed to be removed, moreover they needed to do so quietly so the later airstrike can surprise the PLA, and not waking civilians at the late hour is a courtesy too.

Nil then slouched back as the rest of the room pelted the officers with questions, among them she recognised few like Henri from Lingayen and the vietnamese pilots, supposedly they will be the ones to take over once the AAA is disposed of.