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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 6, 2010
Frostbitten. Stiff. Hard scoping through a foot of snow, and forty yards of bushel. These weren't exactly ideal conditions for a person to be spending their time in. Though in Adrian Androfontes line of work, conditions were never very ideal for him. Being a CIA undercover operative was not exactly something a job you just fell into after all. You had to be bred for such a task, being practically raised by the military, and having the works of protecting you government being the bread and butter of your life. This ice cold occasion was no different.
Satellite imagery and supporting operative intelligence had tipped off the CIA that deep in Russia there were unauthorized military advancements taking place. Nuclear weapons creation, training camps, refueling stations, and communication bases were all scattered across Siberia, where Agent Androfontes and his partner were now located. It was their job to take over a single communications base, giving access for large forces to be transported to a settled location in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't as hard of a job as one might perceive it to be, especially not for these two.
"I've got sight on two targets in front of the main gate. It seems to be the only way in. Sentries are posted at north and southwest guard towers. Proceed in from southeast." Adrian was speaking into the small black wireless com-link on his left ear, while looking down the scope of his Accuracy International AW50. His light hazel eyes peered, focusing on the chest of one of the main gate guards, watching as three SUV's proceeded through after a short check. "What's your position?"
Satellite imagery and supporting operative intelligence had tipped off the CIA that deep in Russia there were unauthorized military advancements taking place. Nuclear weapons creation, training camps, refueling stations, and communication bases were all scattered across Siberia, where Agent Androfontes and his partner were now located. It was their job to take over a single communications base, giving access for large forces to be transported to a settled location in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't as hard of a job as one might perceive it to be, especially not for these two.
"I've got sight on two targets in front of the main gate. It seems to be the only way in. Sentries are posted at north and southwest guard towers. Proceed in from southeast." Adrian was speaking into the small black wireless com-link on his left ear, while looking down the scope of his Accuracy International AW50. His light hazel eyes peered, focusing on the chest of one of the main gate guards, watching as three SUV's proceeded through after a short check. "What's your position?"