S.S.D recon (private)

[augercorn]

Doc smiled an electrifying warmth going thru him where her fingers touched him. He put his hand around her back and hips scooping her up carrying her to the v-22

 

everything ready to go chill sat down in his chair and checked his phone "eeyup; threats made on u.n. A statement is being realeased tomorrow night! ... Well I know how much you all hate waiting!" He said trying to take the news as a good thing

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight yelped at being picked up, but no resisting as she is carried into the V-22.

 

Scootaloo powered the engines up, and slowly the V-22 gets into the air.

"This is your captain speaking! All passengers must have their seatbelts done up tightly during this flight. A reminder that lunch is not served on this flight, and if you demand foot, i'll happily serve you your own teeth by kicking them down your throat" Scootaloo smiles to herself as the V-22 gets into the air and headed back towards base.

[RainbowDaringDash]

Blackwing put his cargo on the chopper, looking at the surf. It was horrible, but they had survived. He climbed onto the chopper, sitting back onto the seat and relaxing. He slipped off into sleep while the chopper flew back to base, drifting into his dreams.

 

[augercorn]

Doc watched at the window as they flew away. He still loves watching them ascend and take to the sky. He looked around and  now felt awkward. 

 

The cat was now out of the bag. He felt blackwing always knew how he and midnight felt about each other; but now his team leader and pilot knew.

dude looked at him and nodded "what's up?"

doc took a deep breath and asked "don't tell?" He said squeezing midnight's hand.

dude replyed by pulling out a cool high altitude survival lighter. Much like his own except it was in a zippo style with a scantily clad lady on it. He also pulled out a tiny cigar that smelled awful when he lit it up. "Don't tell?" He asked right as doc recognized the smell!

 

soon they landed back at promenade dude stood up stretching out very relaxed "ok; were going to have a meeting at uhh 13. Get some lunch , shower, shave whatever you got to do. Then let's meet back up in the office." He said as he slowly and calmly left the bird taking an extra minute to politely thank scootaloo before dropping off all the equipment for them. Freeing the team up to get a break. 

 

This left blackwing and scootaloo alone on the v-22.

 

Doc doc finally let go of midnight and said "your probably exhausted after all that; want to take a nap?" 

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight was in a world of her own on the flight back, not even hearing the conversation between doc and dude. Her mind was with someone else entirely, someone who no one in her team knew about, probably, but someone who was always in her thoughts...

Her mind was train-rekted when Doc asked if she wanted to take a nap, getting a weak smile from the sniper "I-I wouldn't mind one...A-after all of that swimming at least..."

 

*UNKNOWN LOCATION*

"You know your orders?" demanded the deep voice

"I'm not stupid you twat, I know them from the first line"

"Can I trust you to complete this even with your knowledge of the target?"

"If you're worried about that, then you're stupider than I thought..see ya"

The girl gave a mock-salute before walking away, leaving the armoury of their secret base armed to the teeth and locating a helicopter. Did she know how to fly it? Nope. Could she get someone to drop her off closeish to where she needed to go, probably. Spinning a large 50 cal desert Eagle in her hand, the girl went in search for a pilot.

 

[RainbowDaringDash]

Well, time to go back in the field, again

Blackwing grinned, pulling his Scar MK mod 17 CQC off the gun hook, and attaching his suppressor to it. He looked towards the back of the plane, tightening the straps on his parachute. He ran over to his partner, fist bumping him before watching the plane cargo bay open. Outside, it wasn't night yet, though it would be in oddly two.

 

"ALRIGHT GENTLEMEN, STICK WITH YOUR PARTNER, REGROUP AT RALLY WITHIN THE MIDNIGHT HOUR.  GOTTA DARE TO WIN BOYS!" The CO yells, grinning as he looks at Blackwing standing next to him. They both nod, then, sprint of out the plane, leaping out of it and sky diving down. They flew down fast, and as they reached low altitude, they pulled their chutes, yanking to a rough stop before gliding to the ground. The moment they landed, hid the bag, as did his CO. Both looked at each other, and without words headed off towards their personal rally point.

 

They had been tasked with bringing in a high value target. And not just any high value target. They had sent a elite squad, with black ops orders. They were not to be seen, they were not there. No trace of their existence could be found before, or after, extraction. And that  was just what they planned to do. The team had eight members in it, though they were split up into three groups. Alpha was set to get them a Extraction, the team consisting of the vehicle expert, named Shimmer. She was the best driver in the group, and had the talent to drive almost any vehicle on any terrain. Along with her, was Zac and Flash. Zac was a great mechanic. He and Shimmer were a unbeatable team, with her being able to drive a vehicle, and him being able to fix it, even while she is driving it, depending on the type of damage. Flash was a combat professional. He was there to keep them safe. No one knew him to well, but the CO had told the group about times where he had taken out a group of six or seven with only four shots left in his battle scarred rifle, which he affectionately nicknamed Shot.

 

Bravo was set for creating a distraction. It, again, was another team of three. It had Zuno, the explosives expert. He was also the strongest individual in the group, and when he was sent of Demo runs he carries around a grenade launcher , a lot of explosives, and his semi auto rifle with ease. He had the team sniper, who the team had nicknamed Ion for her nature. She was a amazing shot, and as long as she wasn't directly under fire, she was the fastest, and one of, the most accurate shots in the whole squad. They also had the team Corpsman, who was known as Rain. He was known a good doctor, able to save wounded in combat situations.

 

Then, there was Charlie, which was just Blackwing, and the team CO. Blackwing was the combat specialist. He was among the fastest, most accurate and all round best fighters in the whole group in a gunfight. In close combat, with knives or fists, he was second in skill only to the CO. He was also the newest member of the team, this being his fourth official job with the team, but he had quickly earned his place. The CO was a expert in stealth. He had run dozens of these kinds of missions, against forces of all types, and most of the time, he got out without being seen. 

 

They approached a group of four terrorists. These guys were not that well equipped, but they were still dangerous. From what they could see, they all had basic AK 47's, which looked quite old meaning a jam chance. 

 

Without any words being said, they crawled out from the bushes, each one doing the exact same motion at the same time. They pulled out Silenced Glocks, quickly grabbing the closest ones necks, muffling them, and with lighting speed put a shot through the heads of the ones they hadn't grabbed. They did the same with the two they were holding, putting them onto the ground and taking them out. They hid the bodies, then proceeded to their target.

 

They didn't kill anyone else until they made it to their target, the High Value target. No one on the team knew much about him, they were kept that way until after the mission, as so if they were captured, no one would know what they knew. 

 

They escaped the compound pretty easily, especially after a massive explosion got the attention of the terrorist group. But before they had even gotten near the rally point, they heard calls over the radio.

 

"BRAVO, CHARLIE, THIS IS ALPHA, GO LOUD, THEY KNOW WE ARE HERE. HEAD FOR SECONDARY EXTRACTION, ALPHA IS ON THE WAY ALREADY" They heard Shimmer yelling out, and within a minute from that, they saw Bravo quickly sprinting towards them, and behind them, they saw a good twenty plus angry people with guns chasing them, and from what Black could tell, more were coming. 

 

"Well, time for the fun!" Black grinned, shoving the HVT behind a tree, the CO staying next to him While blackwing crouched behind a tree log, his rifle aimed and ready to fire the moment he had a clear shot.  Your not getting my friends!

 

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Blackwing was sweating like crazy, tossing and turning quite a bit on the ride home, and once they landed, he had stayed asleep. Around a minute after everyone had gotten off, he had yelped in what sounded like pain as he relieved the mission that took his family.

 

[Shadowbolt0]

With everyone off her bird, and the nice gunny taking all her equipment back, Scootaloo was in the cockpit of her bird eating a snack. She'd had a good day, and the look on the teams faces when they learned she was capable of piloting a boat was so worth it. However, she wasn't ready for the yelp. Exiting her cockpit, she quickly found the source. Blackwing. The dark broody commando looked like he was having a bad nightmare in her bird, and while she had no idea what it was, she knew a single thing. Wake up time, Scoot's style. So she unbuckled his seatbeat and threw him off the seat, making him hit the ground of her bird, a sure fire way to wake anyone up.

"Sarge...it's me, chill...what the hell was all that?"

[augercorn]

"#^^{ A! Man."  Dude grunted to himself as he set the last of the gear in place. He threw his black hoodie over himself and walked in flip flops back to the s-1 building as he entered a young woman who wore some kind of weird foreign ranks  jumped in front of him and shouted "what's wrong with you! Coming in here wearing shorts and sandles! Dude walked past her and said "what's wrong with sandles? Jesus wore sandles you know"  he entered the recon room and made a lot of coffee.

 

he had for a team a pile of mud .... But mud can turn to clay ... And clay onto the bricks which can build anything. They had potential but they needed more Time to work together! He began looking thru records and went on the computer. He had a few emails which he ignored.

 

But he had one from secnav. He rolled his eyes and opened the letter from the government. They said they were sending in more command experts to help with the political situation. "Great more civilian jerks making this harder for us." He said leaning back. Matter resting he got back to work.

 

doc held his arm over midnight and helped her get to there room. He tossed the bags aside and pulled the top of his wet suite off turning the a.c up. "Ahh" the wet suit combined with the lailand heat was melting him alive it felt good to be cool again. 

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight snuggled under Doc's arm following him to their room, flopping down onto the bed watching him brew coffee, or something like that. She closes her eyes, and quickly curls up under the blanket, poking her head out with a goofy grin "Enjoying yourself there?"

[RainbowDaringDash]

Blackwing woke up at the same moment he normally did when he had his nightmare, the moment the trigger was pulled on his CO. Though this time his awakening was a lot more... rude. He shot awake once he hit the floor, groaning as he laid there. He didn't try and move, just laying comfortably on the ground. He looked around to his best, and saw Scoots looking down at him.

 

"You.... really don't want to know what that was..." He replied, rolling onto his stomach before he got up, feeling a lot more awake, the crash  wake up having helped.

[Shadowbolt0]

Well he was awake, so that surely counts to something? Scoots grinned playfully at him "Ohhh, brooding...come up you get, you look silly on the floor of my bird"

[RainbowDaringDash]

Black sighed, pushing himself up off the metal floor, and dusting himself off.

 

"Well thats a little harsh..." He says back, semi laughing.

[Shadowbolt0]

Scootaloo laughs slightly "But i'm right, you're too much of a brooder to be lying down on a bird. If you wanna play that, you gotta, have some spunk and go one on seven in a boxing mathc. That'll get me interested~"

[augercorn]

Doc turned to her laughing "yeah actually!" He said as he peeled the rest of the neoprene suit off. He laid down beside her out side the covers and set the alarm on his phone. 

She was in a good mood right now and in turn that made him happy. Right now there was nothing to worry about

 

"we're f-ed!" Dude said as he rolled thru some files. He chugged some coffee. Everyone was scrambling trying to get ready for the war that was bound to happen. 

That's  when he got an email he actually wanted. It was a report of the captured enemy's and the reports of the ones his team saved before he came in. 

 

He quickly read they it with interest. "O.R.B private development group" he said to himself as he read. 

 

There would be 2 types of enemies they would face. Angry locals who somehow got there hands on a whole lot of weapons. And these guys; orb mercenaries. 

 

Orb was was a global group who drew mostly from prior military taking in those with experience and tempting with better pay and conditions. They were well armed and some scans into there company reveled that they were buying a lot! 

 

But this didn't make any sense to the dude. Mercs want to get paid; not fight the United Nations! They had to have some reason to be here!

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight smiled at Doc, completely at ease, happy even, as she curled up over his lap. She leans up and tries to pull Doc lying down with her, booping his nose as she does.

[augercorn]

Doc can't help but laugh warmly as he leans over her.

 

he presses his forehead against hers and wonders if he should retaliate and get her for booping him 

 

he he settles for a gentle nuzzle and says "no matter what I'll always be there for you!"

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight grins, blushing slightly from the nuzzle and hugs him lightly, closing her eyes with a large grin on her face.

[augercorn]

Doc lets her rest on him relaxing ; cuddled up with her. 

He wasn't particularly tired but he closed his eyes and stoked her hair. 

 

he found himself oddly drawn to a certain memory a few years ago. He had just become a sarc and now was about tokenization his first mission him and his team were in California relaxing, waiting for the order to move out. 

he sat in an old office looking at orders when someone called them to stand at attention. (Usually you only call to stand at attention when the c.o enters your room. But doc knew the co wasn't on base today) doc stood up and saw someone that he only read about u it'll then. Seargent major gore! A decorated wore hero who had just about every major medal every military could give. Doc read his book a memoir about a battle where he was shot out of his helicopter and wounded faugjt thru an enemy base to rescue his pilot and surving teammates. The man before him was a legend and everyone was in awe. 

 

He he proved to be all doc thought he would be and the words he said rang they his mind. He began telling them about how happy he was he had recon going in for them. And about how he knew they would make him proud. And that when they were done with the mission they would go on to do great things. Not with the military. But with there lives. His words were

"son I tell ya. It's not about what makes you happy. You can find happiness in a bottle or cheap mare. It's about what makes you proud. Remember that when it's time to push! And you'll be satisfied with your life; no matter what!"

 

While midnight, taking care of her and being with her made him happy. It gave him a greater fulfillment than just that. Was this the kind of pride Seargent major was talking about? 

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight made an odd purring-like noise feeling Doc stroking her hair, and leaned into him more so, weakly gripping at him with her arms and hugging him as she felt herself drifting into sleep.

[RainbowDaringDash]

Chuckling, Blackwing looked at her with a little bit of hurt, jokingly hurt.

"Only seven? What, am i that bad?" He says back, grinning. He was up for a match, but he knew how hard it would be to find some fun fights. He thought back to the @ss who had attacked him earlier, wanting to get him back again for the waking they gave him.

[Shadowbolt0]

Scootaloo laughs, grinning at Blackwing "Seven, and that is me being generous, I could probably take you out. Now are you going to stand around in my bird looking clueless or...?"

[RainbowDaringDash]

Blackwing chuckled slightly when she said that she could take him out, just shaking his head at it. She had a lot of courage in herself. He shrugged when she asked about him standing there on the bird.

 

"If it means i don't need to go to any boring meeting, i'l stay here clueless"

[Shadowbolt0]

Scootaloo snorts through her nose "Don't let me stop you griffy, just don't say 'Aww, the pilot seduced me' when you get in trouble!"

With that, Scoots left her bird. She'd fix up parts of it later, for now, she was hungry, and wanted food.

[augercorn]

After a few moments doc felt perfectly content and closed his eyes; in habit of getting sleep whenever you can. 

 

but when doc doc woke up he was in trouble! Big trouble! He was with 1rst force recon and they had been compromised. 

 

They were fighting a large force and unless they got out quick they could count on an endless supply of insurgents who had guns, training, and lots of passion to rip Americans apart!

 

he was firing suppressive trying to make some room for his guys to dash forward. "Clear! Clear! Clear!" He yelled over the loud bangs of his m4 

 

two ow of his team members ran by him taking cover on some building behind him. 

"Set!" They yelled; telling him to run as fast as he could and get out of there while they were blasting like mad! Doc dropped his rifle letting it fall into its slog and sprinted! His throat hurt him as it was entirely dry. He felt like if he closed his mouth it would rip his tounge and lips apart! He had no water, left after days of reconnaissance and the heat didn't help either. He ignored the pain in his legs and back running as fast as he could down an alley when he heard

"ghaaaa!" 

 

Doc doc fell and used his momentum to slide to cover quickly placing a fresh magazine in his rifle before he turned around and saw one of his guys had Ben preferred! He was screaming at the top of his lungs and covered in blood! 

Doc roared "man down! Man down!" 

His whole team could not handle this right now! Doc could not handle this! He could barely keep himself alive now he had one of his brother get hurt!

 

Doc switched to his small shotgun and ran behind a pillar to see the guy who ambushed his buddy, doc coked the gun and fired as he moved around the corner yelling "hi! I'm Vitus!" As he blew away the ponies head 

doc low crawled over taking a few potshots where he saw muzzle flashes and potential hiding spots. Eventually closing in on his bleeding friend; it was Seargent smite, a rather silent guy who had two daughters and loved video games and old horror movies. 

 

Doc doc quickly went into his pocket and used his last to bungee cords to make a tourniquet and wrapped his arms around him holding smite on top of Himself and kicking back with his heels 

 

he looked over head to see lead whizzing past them like rain, "stay awake! Hang in there!" 

 

However this his was all a dream, a flashback. But his brain thought it was real and his body reacted accordingly. 

He had midnight in the same position as smite. On top of his chest with there arms wrapped up; probably sqeezing or choking midnight. And he was kicking the sheets of and rocking the bed with his heels!

 

muttering something about staying awake and breathing!

[Shadowbolt0]

Midnight was curled up, eyes closed, on Doc's chest, sleeping happily. That was, until Doc's arms began squeezing her, and she quickly woke up. She looked down at him, worry filling her. He'd never acted like this before, what was happening! She grabbed his shoulders, yelping as his grip around her tightened. She kissed his nose gently "D-doc! Wake up! Please! Vitus wake up!"