Commander J. TridentThe Commando "Call to God if I cross your path and my silhouette hangs in the Aftermath; hope is a moment now long past, the shadow of death is the one I cast"
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Trident opened his eyes, and stood up. He grabbed his bags out of a locker cabinet. He had everything ready at all times for any mission that would come up at the drop of a hat. In side the duffel bag, was his weapons and combat uniform and all of his tech and gear. He would gear up on the flight, and be ready for his operation.
"All ready, ready, sir"
As he walked to the door and opened it up for himself and Aingel. He walked down the hall and out the runway and boarded the plane. He went over the files and got ready what he would have to do. All of his gear would be left behind and he would need it later once everyone else arrived. He changed into normal civilian clothes so that he could blend in with everyone else. He removed his dog tags and placed them safely into the bag with his gear.
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"Move with the wind, and you will never be heard."