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Operation Inner Light : GI Joe vs. The Corps!
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11-14-2016, 06:55 PM
DerStahlhelm
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Chapter Four: First Blood
The guard at the port gate waved the van through when Sarge told him they there for the Montana Sunset. Once they'd maneuvered up to the ship's berth the Tom and the three men got out. Ted Jones was waiting for them at the bottom of the gang plank, dressed, as usual, in his vintage leather flight jacket and fedora. This time, however, he also sported a black leather gun belt with a ivory handled .357 and was cradling a pistol grip Mossberg 12 gauge in his arms. Rumour had it that the .357 had belonged to Patton, and shit, Tom thought, if anybody could afford to own one of Patton's pieces, it was Jones.
"Welcome, gentlemen!" Jones called to them "Won't you come aboard?"
Sarge had briefed the men aboard the ship on their findings in town, and Tom had changed into a set of black BDUs and been given his weapons and gear for the op.
Tom and John Eagle were assigned to the rooftop entry team along with Hiro and Han. Tom checked the action on his silenced Uzi and idly wondered if maybe Jones was assigning all the shit jobs to the non white team members. If shit went wrong there'd be little chance for his team to get out. Sarge and Shark had been joined by Tony Tanner to form the decoy team.
The seven men and their gear loaded in to the van and made a left out of the gate onto the Avenida Bolivar. Tony hadn't shut up since they'd gotten in, and in the five minutes they'd been rolling had told a story about some guy he'd killed with a knife in 'Nam, a really dirty joke, and an even dirtier story about some chick he knew back in Colorado. As far as Tom was concerned Tanner was both a suck up and a sadistic asshole, and although he definitely had some skills he couldn't wait to be out of this van and away from him.
"... And that's why they call that move the 'Dirty Tony'!" Tanner guffawed. He then spit a stream of tobacco juice onto the floor of the van and made a show of smoothing out his handlebar moustache.
Tom caught John's subtle eye roll as Sarge called back from the driver's seat "What the hell, man! On the carpet?"
"This ain't your low rider, ese! You worried about the trade in value or something?" Tony shot back. His mouth was wide in a toothy grin, but Tom noticed his eyes were like cold steel.
Jesus. Get me away from this guy.
The van turned again, right onto the service road that ran behind the airport terminal. They came to a stop a little way from the terminal itself and Tom and his team slipped out of the side door and into the brush on the opposite side of the road. John gave signal to get low and the van rolled off to deposit the decoy team at their location.
As soon as the vans tail lights were no longer visible John gave the silent signal to move. They moved in a crouch across the darkened road and into the drainage ditch on the opposite side. Then it was just a matter of crossing 3 yards of grass to the chain link fence that guarded the back side of the terminal. Tom was is excellent shape, as was John, and they cleared the fence with ease, but Tom was in silent awe of how Hiro and Han had made it look as if the fence wasn't even there. The men moved across the pavement, silenced weapons sweeping back and forth in overlapping arcs, searching for unanticipated enemies. They reached the wall of the terminal, shielded from view by a large green transformer box that hummed and buzzed in the otherwise quiet night air. A fire escape hung above their heads, it's retracted ladder out of reach.
John gave another silent nod to Hiro, who slung his Uzi and stood. Tom was amazed, again, as Hiro effortlessly and silently seemed to bounce from the wall, to the top of the transformer, to the fire escape. He hung by his legs, upside down, and slowly and silently lowered the ladder down into the reach of his waiting team mates.
Once they had reached the rooftop, the group fanned out. Their daytime recon hadn't spotted any rooftop sentries, but they would need to make sure. A scratch of the pebbles that lined the terminals roof to Tom's left announced the presence of one such sentry. The guard stepped out from around a large air conditioning unit, rifle slung around his neck, and attempting to light a cigarette. As Tom began to raise his Uzi a black blur crossed his field of vision. It was Hiro again. The sentry's face barely had time to register surprise before a silver arc flashed out from Hiro's arm and his head fell from his shoulders, a red fountain spraying from the severed neck. Hiro's other hand shot out and caught the falling head by its greasy hair. There was another blur that turned out to be Han, who had caught the rebel's body mid-fall and was slowly lowering it to the ground.
Holy shit! Tom was starting to feel better about being on this team after all.
They quietly moved to the roof hatch that would drop them into the banquet room that was housing the hostages. John checked the hatch for booby traps, and finding nothing, told the men to assume their positions.
All that was left now was to wait for the signal.
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