Operation: Last Light

[AINGELPROJECT667]

And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...

The Russian night sky outside the windows of the helicopter was clear, with the moon illuminating the ground below sufficiently that Aingel, in the pilot's seat, did not have to use the searchlight to see the ground. Off to the left and right of the chopper were the navigation lights of the two escorting Mi-24 Hinds that were sent by the Russian government to guide the Venom towards Chernigrad. On the horizon, though, something was wrong. the spot where Chernigrad's lights should be, and the area around it, was all a dark void. It looked like fog, but black in color, as if all light from the outside was being absorbed. As the chopper approached the threshold, the Hinds peeled away, speeding off as if they could not get away fast enough. Indeed, the closer the Venom drew to Chernigrad, the more a feeling of dread welled up within Aingel, and he felt compelled to bring the Venom to a stop before entering, to reconsider this contract. However, he held fast, and braced himself as the helicopter crossed through.
Total darkness was the only word to describe it. It was as if the moon and stars had been erased from existence. Aingel flipped on the Venom's searchlights, carving a beam of light into the dark, but it did not seem to help the mood any. To make it worse, the GPS systems had gone out, and even the satellite phone stopped working, forcing Aingel to pull up a map of the area on his internal HUD and navigate by the landmarks he saw in the Venom's light. Below, on the ground, there was occasional movement as something humanoid was caught in the chopper's searchlight. However, whatever they were, they were not human, shambling away before Aingel could get a good look at them. Their infil point was the train station, but, since Aingel was forced to reduce speed so that he could navigate without hitting a building, it would be a few minutes before they arrived. To break the annerving atmosphere, Aingel turned and addressed his passengers.

"Alright, five mikes till we reach the infil point. Everyone ready?"

"One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."

 

[Artyom -Metro 2033-]

Colonel Artyom

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Artyom just sat there waited for the helicopter to land when he heard Aingel and to that he looked at him "We are going in to save Russian men Spetsnaz if i do believe even if not i know they were stationed at this city Alpha group" he said as he looked back at the floor of the helo then adding "my old group" after that he looked at his gun for a moment pulling the handle back.He then look at everyone in the helo with him knowing that only three or four could even speak his native language meant this would be a long mission.

 

[Pykies]

Brigadier General Thomas Pryor

General Pryor was sitting on the outer most seat of the Venom, giving him a good look outside. He dint watch the search lights for very long, being that if you saw anything from them it was already moving, so he kept his eyes so he could let them adjust to the dark, even though he didn’t get a whole lot, but he would see shadows moving every now and then. Thomas had his M4 propped up against his chest, his arms wrapped around it, with his hands over his mouth.
Pryor was deep in thought and only let out a sort of grunt when Aingel came over the radio. This situation was not a normal one, for an entire city of this size to lose all of its power and to have zero lights what so ever was not a settling thought. He caught the radio transmission from the Spetsnaz and for one of them to be scared meant something was wrong, Thomas knew he would be able to hold his own against one, and that if there were two he would have a problem, and for an entire team of them to go out the way they did meant that was a major problem. As Thomas caught the ladder end of Artyoms words, he reached over and patted his shoulder, he knew what a team like this meant to someone. But Thomas never said a word, he was unsettled about the situation but he wasn’t showing it, even though it wouldn’t be hard for someone to notice it.

 

[Midoriwa]

Master Sergeant Nora Rosenburg

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Her thoughts should have been on the mission but currently they were on how the moon's rays lit up the Russian night sky brighter than anything she would have expected. This did not last long though as they approached their target. The city was exactly opposite of the lands they had just covered. It was dark and ominous. If she believed in magic, Nora would have thought that there was a repelling spell on the area to keep outsides away. She did not focus on any particular spot as she looked out. Certainly the shadows and movement would play games with them and she wanted her head clear for when they landed.

When Aingel's voice broke in, Nora snapped her head to his direction. She gave a nod that she was ready though she was feeling slightly nervous for this mission. More so than any other they had gone on thus far. It was hard not to smile even a bit as Artyom spoke of saving his countrymen. She wanted to say something but did not. General Pryor had comforted Artyom and Nora smiled softly and pressed her arm to him gently for a moment.

Following the others' motions, Nora readied her own weapon now.

 

[Elder Maxson]

Commander Trident
Marine Commander

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Trident stood on the skids of the chopper, he was strapped in and holding on to one of the handles. He was geared up and ready to roll, It was good to be on another mission again he was tired of training. He could only do so much to prepare himself but he knew he was ready, mentally and physically. He remained silent focused on the mission and task at hand.

John's three handguns in their holsters, the two m1911 pistols in their thigh holsters and the Colt Single Action Army Revolver, on his hip in between the three and four o'clock position, before he loaded up on to the helicopter he had spent over an hour going over his weapons cleaning them and making sure they would preform flawlessly during the mission. They were reliable pistols and they could jam in the middle of a firefight, if he did not take care of them, and people would die because of it.

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[Fivever Hungry]

Lightning II
Air Vice Marshal
DLCC Air Force - HQ AF
Time: Before operation starts.
Location: Mid-Air

After since the operation which involves the loss of his men, of course he went over it, but he still feel the pain for losing them. Throughout the ride, Lightning pull out the dog tags of his wingman and stare at it, not making a sound at all. I guess it's good that we are on the field together pal he thinks. Just before the helicopter approaches, he puts the dog tag back into his webbing, and check his gears.

He hold on to his M14 DMR, ready to go. This is the first field mission that he has ever carried a primary weapon onto the field, that the weapon skin and gloss is still new and shiny, hopefully this weapon is new enough to not make any error or jams during the operation.

 

[ll Neo ll]

Alice Rozario

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Alice was busy enjoying the view from the window, the dark sky with only the bright moon to lighten up the place sort of reminded her of the creepy stories her grandmother would tell her to scare her.
When Aingel's voice broke in, her grip tightened upon her weapon, looking away from the window to look around at her comrades.
With a deep breath she waited for the helicopter to land, humming a soft tune to herself to keep her calm.

 

[SFCommando69]

Gunnery Sergeant John T. Anders
"Juno"

We will fight...
To the end...

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John sat quietly near the door of the Venom chopper, watching as the nightly landscape whizzed by through the window. He kept his Mk 14 tucked between his legs, the bi-pod jabbing at his shoulder. He let out a discontented growl as he adjusted the rifle to make himself more comfortable. Aingel's voice was the first sound he heard through his comm links.

"Look's like I might need you Izzy", John whispered as he reached down and patted his thigh holster containing his M-45 MEUSOC. He awaited for the chopper to land.
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[The Old Dimention]

PVT. FROSTY HAHN

Frosty, his body still and cold, sat in the right hand corner of the copter. Fully in the darkness, he turns his head toward Aingel. He then said in his deep Germanic voice,"Yeah Captain... I don't know about the rest of these pansies, but I'm ready." Frosty then pulled up his rifle, and cocked it back. He glances at the rest of the soldiers in the copter. Then he looks to the side. Out of the window, nothing but pure darkness. Venom...
 

[AINGELPROJECT667]

And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...

Aingel nodded ant turned his head forward again, starting intently out the windshield. At this slower speed, the humanoid creatures could be seen more clearly in the lights as they stares up at the Venom and snarled before shuffling away.
Whatever they were, they were indeed not human, at least, not anymore. They were emaciated, their clothes barely hanging on, and a few of then were no longer wearing clothes at all. Their faces were hollow, with yellowed teeth in a mouth that seemed locked in a permanent snarl. Their eyes were completely white, though they seemed to still retain their sight, and their hair had fallen off in clumps only leaving small tufts of dark, wiry hair on top of a barren scalp. Despite their horrid condition, they moved rather quickly in an awkward, half-shuffle, half-stumble, and many nearly fell as they shambled out of the light.
Aingel shook the images from his mind, and continued to navigate, until, finally, the spotlight came upon a large sign in Cyrillic: Chernigrad Train Station. Carefully, Aingel brought the Venom over and swept the light's beam over the station, looking for a place to land. Finally, he found an empty spot in the rail yard, and he brought the Venom over, touching down softly. There were no signs of the creatures, but everyone in the chopper would feel them; or rather, they would feel a hostile presence in the air, as if they were trespassing in an area where they were not welcome. Aingel shook his head in an attempt to clear the feeling, and looked back at his men.

"Ok, here's the plan. You guys are going to infil here on foot to look for survivors and traces of the Russian Spetsnaz team. I'll be overhead, providing CAS. This station was the last recorded location of the team, but the distress message reported that they were closer to the city hall, about three klicks away. That will be where we'll be headed. Rules of engagement are simple: If it doesn't saw words when you shine your light on it, shoot it. My callsign will be Archangel, as usual. Now, let's get going."

"One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."

 

[AINGELPROJECT667]

[At this point, the RP is no longer accepting newcomers. Sorry...]  

[Elder Maxson]

Commander Trident
Marine Commander

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Trident looked over at the private and gave him at stern and serious look.

"Better be careful there private. People fall off these things all the time,"Accidentally" of course."

He told him in the most dead serious tone of voice. You could tell that he didn't mean accidentally. In his line of work many other people have been injured for doing something or say something to a fellow Marine. It's always been written down as an accident or mishap. He looked back another way and closed his eyes and began to say a prayer to himself out loud.

"I address you, my God, because you give
What we cannot get ourselves
Give me, my God, what remains
Give me what no one ever asks of you.
I do not ask for rest
Nor tranquility
Whether that of the soul or the body.
I ask not for wealth,
Or success, or even health.
All that, my God, you are asked so much for
That you no longer have them.
Give me, my God, what remains
Give me what others refuse.
I want insecurity and anxiety.
I want turmoil and brawl.
And that you give them to me, my God, forever
So that I am always sure to have them.
For I will not always have the courage to ask.
Give me, my God, what you have.
Give me what others do not want.
But also give me courage
And strength and faith.
Because only you can give, my God,
What we cannot take for granted."

He finished off his prayer and pulled his ballistic face mask down over his face. He did not pull his hood over his head yet just because the wind of the chopper would blow it off just as it was pulled up. He could feel them start to descend and approach the landing area.

As the Venom set down he unhooked himself and stepped off the the skids, he pulled his ballistic mask over his face and pulled the hood up and onto his head. He was the first off onto the ground, he pulled out his dual M1911's out of his thigh holsters. He took a knee, aiming his pistols at the two and ten o'clock position, and watched all points of interest, scanning for any signs of life or hostiles. He provided cover for his team so that they would get off safely, as he wait for them to step off and get this mission started.

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[Artyom -Metro 2033-]

Colonel Artyom

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Artyom looked at Trident "Won't be no accident i throw him out myself if i hear another comment like that" he said as he looked over at the new guy.Then as the Venom landed he jumped out right next to Trident scanning the area "If they were near the city hall we might have a VIP with us if they are alive that or they were heading for the metro that could take them to Moscow" he said as he looked back at the rest of the group

 

[The Old Dimention]

PVT. FROSTY HAHN

Frosty looks behind him and he can see the rest of the crew. He over hears Colonel Artyom and Commander Trident fighting. Frosty said nothing. For he is only a private. Frosty sits there listening to everything. Then he looks up at Aingel, as he steps off the Copter. Frosty then said,"Alright you Namby Pambies, Lets Get in there."