Prologue: Landing
Miranda Petite hated orbital drops.
That was the plain truth, Miranda Petite hated orbital drops, especially into Eastern Europe, and especially into Georgia. Miranda Petite hated Georgia above all.
There were too many memories, too many bad times, too many friends dead, to ever see Georgia in a good light ever again.
"Two minutes to landing Commander."
Miranda glanced to the communications window in her VR helmet, "Understood Rocky."
She opened a channel to the rest of the team, "All Black Talons, here's the situation. An old friend has gotten into trouble and we've been hired to extract him. Be advised he's being imprisoned by some old enemies, the Ravens."
There was a general mutter of discontent as Miranda nodded, "Yeah, I know. Extreme prejudice people, anyone working for the Ravens isn't someone you can bargain with. Shoot to kill, torture for info, and loot everything they have."
The drop pods containing the Heavy Gears of the Black Talon mercenary group suddenly stopped shaking and Miranda moved the arm of her Dark Cobra, Julian, to grab the release the drop pod's door, "Let's go Talons!"
As one the pod doors blasted off and twelve Heavy Gears dropped into the dark skies above Eastern Europe.
Seconds later, the anti-air guns from their target opened fire.
Miranda Petite hated orbital drops.
That was the plain truth, Miranda Petite hated orbital drops, especially into Eastern Europe, and especially into Georgia. Miranda Petite hated Georgia above all.
There were too many memories, too many bad times, too many friends dead, to ever see Georgia in a good light ever again.
"Two minutes to landing Commander."
Miranda glanced to the communications window in her VR helmet, "Understood Rocky."
She opened a channel to the rest of the team, "All Black Talons, here's the situation. An old friend has gotten into trouble and we've been hired to extract him. Be advised he's being imprisoned by some old enemies, the Ravens."
There was a general mutter of discontent as Miranda nodded, "Yeah, I know. Extreme prejudice people, anyone working for the Ravens isn't someone you can bargain with. Shoot to kill, torture for info, and loot everything they have."
The drop pods containing the Heavy Gears of the Black Talon mercenary group suddenly stopped shaking and Miranda moved the arm of her Dark Cobra, Julian, to grab the release the drop pod's door, "Let's go Talons!"
As one the pod doors blasted off and twelve Heavy Gears dropped into the dark skies above Eastern Europe.
Seconds later, the anti-air guns from their target opened fire.