The Sharpest Lives (Closed RP, John-117 and Noble Six)
The mission, they said, was critical.
A small window of opportunity to retrieve an admiral and their family from a well-entrenched group of insurrectionist terrorists, who intended to execute the lot, five people in all, over live broadcasts the closer their final deadline came without their demands being met. The admiral of course would be last, along with the usual threats of executing the lot should the UNSC deploy it’s forces to retrieve the admiral. A huge blow to morale and a potential PR disaster if it reached civilian channels.
And so they’d come to him with the assignment, pairing him with just one more Spartan, a III, before hustling the two of them aboard a shuttle and off the UNSC Infinity as soon as they were both in full kit and armed up. Any more than two, the officer who’d handled their briefing had insisted, and there would be too much attention drawn to them, too much risk of exposure. Instead, just the two of them, considering their ‘status’, would be more than enough. What status that was eluded him.
Either way, it was good to be back in armor and back in action, and the fact that his partner didn’t seem the chatty type didn’t hurt at all either. She, for her part, had been largely silent during the trip and that suited him just fine. He wasn’t particularly in a talking mood, not that he’d ever been a great conversationalist with anyone but his IIs and a handful of others. That was changing, sure, but during this first deployment it was nice to just have the quiet.
“ETA until arrival, 10 minutes.” Their pilot called back, and the Chief could feel the slight vibration ripple through the craft as they hit the upper atmosphere of the planet that was their destination.
On touch down, we’ve got an 11km route from landing to target, He reviewed the mission parameters quietly over his HUD, noting that the last two kilometers were through a semi-urban area, most likely a settlement populated entirely by Insurrectionists. In quiet, out with a bang with five in tow… Here’s hoping she’s as good as they seem to think, because I’m not particularly fond of the idea of lone-wolfing this while protecting this many people…