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Questioning the Operative

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THIS IS A PREVIEW TO AN UPCOMING STORY! BE READY FOR IT!

It was a quiet night, with stars in the sky, and a cool breeze in the air. The trio of Spartans were now in position to finish this mission. Blue team had been tracking this target for weeks getting close each time they needed to take the target out, but their usual sniper Linda-058 was reassigned to another mission just before this one and was unavailable for contact. Blue team had another sniper assigned to them for support on this hunt and kill mission, but this asset was not what they were expecting, and indeed, after only 4 hours of tracking their target again, the trio of Spartans had found whom they were stalking.

Their target was one of the regional leaders of the still functional United Rebel Front, a woman who went with the nickname “The Bloody Mary”. She had this planet under an iron fist, and those enlisted with the U.R.F knew not to breath near her unless told to do so ahead of time. That and her planet wide crew had somehow against all odds and probability had stolen several HAVOK tactical nukes as well as three NOVA bombs. ONI knew that negotiations were out of the question with this much heavy planet splitting ordinance, so “Bloody Mary” had to die.

“It’s a shot in the dark… but honestly, this is our one and final chance to drop her, and the others who serve under her in one swoop.” replies Spartan 104, keeping his tone neutral inside his Centurion MJOLNIR GEN 2 armor as he spoke over a private channel. His teammate nods. “Yeah, but if our sniper screws this… chances are she’ll blow THIS planet just to make sure she or her accomplices can’t be tracked again.” comments Spartan 087 with a scowl behind her EVA helmet.

It was then that Spartan 104 better known as Fred asked over his private comm. “Who exactly even is this guy? Did you get any files on him before he was deployed to us?” His partner Spartan 087 shook her head subtly. “No. I didn’t, and the real kicker is our sniper is wearing GEN 1 MJOLNIR Mark IV armor. I thought all those suits were decommissioned and scrapped for parts?” she inquired.

Fred however sighed. “I guess he has friends in high places, cause he’s certainly wearing one, with an updated GUNGNIR helmet as well. Odd, you wouldn’t think the older tech of a Mk. IV suit would be compatible with GEN 2.”

“Let’s just hope that despite his armor, this guy can handle a sniper rifle.” comments Kelly as she shifts her weight, keeping her gun aimed at the adjacent rooftop knowing that their target was due to land in a few moments. “Well… here’s his chance.” she quips as several Pelican dropships, along with close to a dozen Hornet VTOL’s and Falcon gunships flew into view, most of them outfitted for what appeared to be all out warfare. A few even harboring weapons that were clearly unsuited for the ships that carried them.

As the first of the Pelicans landed, over thirty guards stepped off the Pelican before the first one took off, and the second landed behind where the first one had set down. On this Pelican departed close to double the number of guards equalling about Ninety nine in total. “Whoa. This is serious. We knew she’d have a complement of security for this… but we may have to reconsider our options.” replied Fred with a sour tone to his voice.

It was then that their sniper companion finally linked to their comm. line and spoke, his voice sounding almost joyful. “Ha. Our options are simple… we put this problem to bed. Permanently.”  He then lowered his Sniper rifle and unslung his DMR. He then glances at Fred before asking, “So, 104 you got a plan?”

Fred chuckled. “Yeah, I’ve got a few ideas.”

Kelly grinned as she spoke up. “Do any of those ideas involve breaking and entering of ‘private property’?” She the shifted her weight on her feet almost as if she were preparing to run.

“Why, you getting anxious?” asked the sniper.

“Even if I am, think you can keep up?” retorts Kelly with a mischievous grin behind her helmet.

The sniper laughs. “No… but they have to die. And we're the only ones to get it done."
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