The meeting
I'm looking down at the map when I notice someone walking into the command room.
"I thought I smelled something burning." He jokingly said
"Hey Russ, come here for a minute. I need your opinion on something."
"Sure what is it?"
"It's the plans for tonight's drop. I finally heard from our contact and she said that we would find the package at these coordinates; i'm just trying to make a backup plan in case things go south"
"That's the Forsaken Valley. Who have you picked for the mission?" Russ asked, looking over the papers in front of me. "I was thinking Charlie, you, Daniel and myself; we need to keep it low profile"
"do you know what it is?" he asked looking at me from across the table
"no clue but it could be anything so we need to be prepared"
After Russ and I got the details sorted out and told the others when to be ready and what to expect, we headed for our rooms to try and get some sleep.
Later that night we loaded up into one of the RPV Terradyne Gurkhas we found during the last raid and headed to the drop zone. On arrival Charlie, Russ and I got out; Charlie grabbed her M16A4 and Russ and I grabbed the two M4A1sl out the back. After I told Daniel to keep the jeep running and ready to high tail it out of there if need be, I signaled Charlie and Russ to go left and to keep an eye out before I started towards the buildings on our right. I picked the corner house and slowly opened the front door. Raising my gun I turn on the flashlight attachment while glancing around the abandoned living room, taking note of the pile of broken furniture in the corner and heading for the kitchen. As I turned to go down the hallway I accidentally hit a lamp and watch as it crashes to the ground - unable to catch it. Silently cursing I stop and listen for any movement.
When I was sure I was alone I made my way down the hall. Coming up to the first room on the left, I tacility open the door only to see an orange streak fly by my face missing me by an inch swnding me backwards into the wall. Once I realized its just a cat I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding in. I quickly got back to work and cleared the first room; walking back out into the hall I start to make my way toward the next room, slowly opening the door with the barrel of my rifle. I peer into the darkness before I start to walk into the room barely making it to the middle of it before noticing movement out the corner of my eye. Strapping my gun to my back I spin around to receive a slash across my right cheek. Quickly I grab the knife and wretch it away with the twist of my attackers wrist. I hear a slight wimper of pain but dont stop there. I strike out with my left fist and smile when I feel it connect with bone. Spending my attacker falling face down on the dirty floor. I waste no time grabbing their hands and pinning them to their back with my knee.