Lost

Dimitrov nodded to the two men, “Thank you.” Abrams was the last to leave and he closed the door behind him. Dimitrov stood and peered out the window, the men were on the parade field, exercising. Hoi walked in, “Sir, you wanted to see me?” Dimitrov nodded, “I’ve found out where Carrizo is being held, but you’re not going to like this.” Dimitrov brought the image of Flores Basin Transfer up on the 3D display. “He’s being held here, in the command center, one Captain Grobel has been keeping him captive.” Hoi looked at the display, “How do you know he’s here?” Dimitrov led the younger man over to another computer, “I got into their secure network using Carrizo’s access codes, he shows up on a list for executions. His is in two days.” Hoi sighed, “Well, we’ll have to get him out of there.” Dimitrov nodded, “I’m working on a plan, but we’ll need more men, take a few of the guys for protection and see if you can recruit some more soldiers.” Hoi nodded and left the room, Dimitrov sunk back into his chair, head in hands.

Hoi walked into the fitness center, a huge Raven logo was plastered across the front wall. He moved seamlessly through the crowd of men who were checking in, and went straight to the weights. He set up the weights, and then looked around. He saw a Raven man standing, not really doing much. Hoi walked over, “Hey, would you be my spotter?” The man nodded, and followed Hoi to his bench. Hoi lay down and began pumping steel. “So, you’re in Raven?” The man nodded, “Yeah, joined up when I was 18; been in ever since.” Hoi nodded, “That’s a long time!” The man nodded again. Hoi set the weights back on the rack, “You know, you look like you don’t agree with this Shadow war.” The man raised an eyebrow, “It’s none of my business.” Hoi nodded, “All the same, you look like a man who would want to stop the war.” The man slowly nodded, “I might be.” Hoi leaned in closely, “Meet me in the Restaurant across the street in one hour, and ask for Titan.” Hoi walked quickly away, signaling the rest of his men to move away from their own possible recruits.

An hour later, a group of about 10 men entered The Palace. They all asked for Titan, and they were all led to a back room away from the rest of the patrons. Hoi sat behind a folding table, papers spread out in front of him, when the men entered he looked up, smiling. “Welcome, your all here because we think you are eligible recruits for Titan. Titan is an organization focused solely on stopping the Shadow War. I hope all of you will join to save your children’s, and your own lives.” The men nodded slowly, Hoi placed pens on the table, “Just sign up here and we’ll take you too our base for training.”

The new men were quickly placed into squads and sent out on an exercise. Hoi watched them closely, making sure that the older veterans weren’t pushing them around too much. After a few hours of work he decided that they would be useable in the upcoming op.

Hoi tread softly, half bent, rifle at the ready. The entire platoon moved fluidly into the area, guns up and ready to fire. Hoi motioned for the men to stop, and the dark mass of men came to a standstill, Warriors squad moved up, setting charges on the gate. That was their distraction, and their ticket for a fast but deadly escape route. Hoi looked over his shoulder, making sure everyone was following, then kept moving. He heard Hanrahan mumble, “It’s too damn quiet.” Unfortunately for Hoi, he agreed. The unit quickly walked into a square, and then huge floodlights came on. Bullets began flying around, smacking into Titan soldiers. Hoi watched as the entire Warriors squad was quickly cut down by MG fire. Hanrahan was screaming, “RETURN FIRE!” The men quickly reoriented and began firing back, after a few moments the guns were silenced. A rumble was heard from nearby, Hoi looked over and watched in pure shock.

The dark figure smashed the wall down, performing a neat combat roll. The soldier knocked a Titan man over, whipped out his pistol, and put a bullet in the man’s head. The lightly armored man moved with lightning fast speed. Bullets smashed into every one of the men, from behind him Hoi heard another crash. A heavily armored figure burst out, a machine pistol blazing. The man threw himself on top of Hoi.

“Carrizo?”

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