Post by DeathKnight517 on Apr 12, 2008 19:12:06 GMT -5
The sounds of propellers beating against the night time air filled the calm air, four jet black helicopters with a black and red umbrella like symbol on the side doors, written along the side of the tails in white stencil font lettering was ‘U.C.B.D.’ as one of the helicopters broke from formation heading for the roof of one of the closed down shops, the doors slid open and ropes were thrown down, shortly after several U.B.C.S. (Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service) Soldiers slid down, two of them had short sleeved green fatigue shirts with fingerless black combat gloves, whilst the other two had long sleeved green fatigue shirts with black combat gloves with the finger coverings, there heads were covered with black balaclavas with combat goggles, as there black combat boots touched down on the ground they took there M4A1 Assault Rifles from there straps and aimed them around the highest ranking officer in the party motioned his index finger in a circular motion in the air before quietly saying ‘form up, prepare to breach…’ with that said the squad kicked the ceiling door in and stormed inside…
”Five minutes to the L.Z.” The pilot of one of the UH-60 Blackhawk transport helicopters said, this was the helicopter containing Shade’s squadron, he breathed slowly underneath his black head mask/balaclava as he looked around at his four other squad mates, they were all decked out in the same gear as he was, black balaclava with goggles, green fatigue shirt, beige fatigue pants, black PASGT tactical vest, black military grade knee guards, black combat boots, black combat gloves, but there weaponry was the standard M4A1 Assault Rifle. ”You guys ready for this?” Shade said to his teammates, all of them wore long sleeved fatigue shirts with combat gloves with the finger coverings, there heads were covered in the standard UBCS headgear (black balaclava w/ combat goggles like Shade’s) ”Sir, what’s the objective?” One of the Soldiers asked, the one spoke to him in a strong Australian accent, Shade took out his PDA and brought up the objective file as he began to speak in a loud clear commanding voice ”Our only objective is to get civilians out, clear the area if possible to. We’re to evac them to the drop zone back in the safe area of the town-no heroics, I don’t need some idiot trying to make a name for himself!” He said harshly as all of the troopers nodded, they looked over there weaponry loading the magazines into the rifle as they pushed the piston on the side forward locking it into position to fire. The doors slid open as the men roped down there gloves making a ‘veeeeeezt’ noise as there black boots touch the ground.
Shade raised his G36C Assault Rifle as his men raised there M4A1’s, aiming them in other directions as they began to slowly moved down the streets, there mounted flashlights were on illuminating darkened areas ”This is SZT-50, Shadow team is on the ground.” He said after he had clicked the earpiece radio, they slowly made there way past a stairway two covering the back, two covering the sides, and one at the head (Shade) ’Sir, all clear.’ one of the other soldiers said in a strong Cuban accent. Shade nodded and relaxed slightly so did his men, they walked in a semi-close arrowhead formation heading down the streets but all of them immediately stopped when the PDA showed a non-green blip on the screen ”WEAPONS FREE! We’ve got movement, hold your fire until you see what it is.” Shade yelled getting on one knee while crouching his leg and aiming his rifle down the alley the light shining on the semi-wide tiled flooring outside an abandoned book store, one of the men aimed into the alleyway, another at the roof, the fourth aimed at the opposite area aiming upwards at the roof of a tall printing building, and the third aimed in Shade’s direction over his head ready to support the young General.
”Five minutes to the L.Z.” The pilot of one of the UH-60 Blackhawk transport helicopters said, this was the helicopter containing Shade’s squadron, he breathed slowly underneath his black head mask/balaclava as he looked around at his four other squad mates, they were all decked out in the same gear as he was, black balaclava with goggles, green fatigue shirt, beige fatigue pants, black PASGT tactical vest, black military grade knee guards, black combat boots, black combat gloves, but there weaponry was the standard M4A1 Assault Rifle. ”You guys ready for this?” Shade said to his teammates, all of them wore long sleeved fatigue shirts with combat gloves with the finger coverings, there heads were covered in the standard UBCS headgear (black balaclava w/ combat goggles like Shade’s) ”Sir, what’s the objective?” One of the Soldiers asked, the one spoke to him in a strong Australian accent, Shade took out his PDA and brought up the objective file as he began to speak in a loud clear commanding voice ”Our only objective is to get civilians out, clear the area if possible to. We’re to evac them to the drop zone back in the safe area of the town-no heroics, I don’t need some idiot trying to make a name for himself!” He said harshly as all of the troopers nodded, they looked over there weaponry loading the magazines into the rifle as they pushed the piston on the side forward locking it into position to fire. The doors slid open as the men roped down there gloves making a ‘veeeeeezt’ noise as there black boots touch the ground.
Shade raised his G36C Assault Rifle as his men raised there M4A1’s, aiming them in other directions as they began to slowly moved down the streets, there mounted flashlights were on illuminating darkened areas ”This is SZT-50, Shadow team is on the ground.” He said after he had clicked the earpiece radio, they slowly made there way past a stairway two covering the back, two covering the sides, and one at the head (Shade) ’Sir, all clear.’ one of the other soldiers said in a strong Cuban accent. Shade nodded and relaxed slightly so did his men, they walked in a semi-close arrowhead formation heading down the streets but all of them immediately stopped when the PDA showed a non-green blip on the screen ”WEAPONS FREE! We’ve got movement, hold your fire until you see what it is.” Shade yelled getting on one knee while crouching his leg and aiming his rifle down the alley the light shining on the semi-wide tiled flooring outside an abandoned book store, one of the men aimed into the alleyway, another at the roof, the fourth aimed at the opposite area aiming upwards at the roof of a tall printing building, and the third aimed in Shade’s direction over his head ready to support the young General.