On board transport flight
Osan to Seorang-dong
0935 Local time

Malachi held his tongue as he listened to Ruzek address the Staff Sergeant, orders were orders and they were there for a reason. They might not all agree but Malachi knew better than to go against them unless it was strictly necessary and even then it would be a life or death situation. Not an aeroplane situation which made him slightly tense on the best days as he sat there listening but being his usual tense work self.

He felt like reading the riot act as to why orders needed to be followed, how disobeying them could hurt people or worse and missing intel could cost anyone a life on the team let alone those they were trying to rescue. He knew he couldnt always figure out the American way or culture but there were some days he felt like an alien when he put his mind to understanding what was going on there.
Still his wife was in the air, Markington was getting read the riot act and there was some guy talking about getting through walls and seeing through them too. This was in his history of flying one of the strangest and most interesting flights he had been on in a long time. He was still unsure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Hearing what Markington said Malachi shook his head, he was just a sergeant but he knew when to keep quiet and not to make a comment. He simply sat there and waited to see the outcome as he tried to listen to the general conversation.

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Mark nodded to Atwater, “Sure, I brought a couple just in case.” He said as he separated two bags of things he had, it wasnt much and some of it was a crude version of what could be done simply because he hadn’t had much time to work on things yet. It was a shed project of sorts, between work and family he had little time but then he hadn’t forgotten how to make things or dismantle them either. It was the hand side to engineering you could build from the ground up or take it apart piece by piece, the only difference was the starting point.

Mark listened to Vetelsen as he nodded, “Of course, it wouldn’t be a mission without variables and no fun either but yeah more recon would be a good thing.” He said, “Believe in six impossible things before breakfast and then the world becomes a lot more possible.” It was a fumble of an Alice In Wonderland quote but then he figured everyone was lucky it wasnt Barry White song he had managed to turn into something. Then again he was the guy who would make the inappropriate joke at the strangest time, how he was married was beyond his understanding as he moved a few pieces between bags.

It was like looking at a puzzle with only half the information required, it was practically what he had been paid to do but then making things on the go was a lot different than having people’s lives at stake with it too. Not just the people on the plane but hostages and if something was missed then it just didnt bare thinking about. Everyone home in one piece was what he had to believe in, sunny side always and get home to family and the normality a wife and two children brought him.

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Savannah returned Sherman’s smile for a moment, “Thank you Staff Sergeant, it’s appreciated.” She said glad that he was alright with it though when he spoke to the colonel and asked about the rundown of the Cougar HE she grinned, now that was a vehicle that she wanted to be inside of not clinging to the roof of. She knew they were not the small land rovers and to her not being up on the vehicles it was as breathe taking as a tank was to her.

Up close they were fantastic things and she was glad of them, the scale of them was amazing and the idea of getting to know the vehicle a little better sounded like a good idea. Savannah listened intently, if she was going to be travelling in it then she figured it was only fair to have a healthy respect for the kit and equipment that was helping. It felt a lot more real the more everyone spoke, the run downs the comments on walls and seams and possibilities.

It was a case of can do will do rather than an idea and a training exercise. This was the real deal now as focused in on what was going on, not that she hadn’t been before but every piece of information mattered as she glanced around the faces hoping that in some way none of them would be coming to her for anything. Knowing names and faces made it easier in some ways and a lot tougher in others as she shifted in her seat slightly.

Post by Sp. Agt. Eric Bauer on May 31, 2017 at 8:34pm
Onboard Transport Flight
Osan to Seorang-dong
0935 Local Time

After making his initial quip which resulted in Colonel Amberson getting sarcastic with him and telling him to follow orders, Jay was silent, his eyes flickering as details were outlined and strategies were plotted out. Shouldn't have said that, he thought to himself. However, he was nervous and when he was nervous or trying to hide something, he got sarcastic. And he was on edge now. Hell, he had a feeling everyone was, hence the shortness of tempers. He then glanced at the newest member of their team, Staff Sergeant Markington who busied herself with checking her weapons, causing him to quirk a brow in her direction. Was she really doing that here? Well hey, none of his business. He was just here to get their guys the hell outta dodge. He sighed and leaned back, his mind going a mile a minute. They needed options here.

Jay remained silent, only half-listening to the exchange between the Staff Sergeant and the Colonel, wincing slightly at the dressing down that came from the Corporal and the Lieutenant Colonel for getting distracted with headphones and questioning orders. Glad that's not me, he thought to himself. Yes, he had gotten a little mouthy, but that was more of a defense mechanism. One that had been perfected as a teen and he hadn't quite shaken it. Okay, he needed to focus here.

His eyes flickered again as the others continued, raising up suggestions for the entrance and the extraction. Just need to know where I'm going and who I'm shooting at, he thought to himself. And whether or not he would be laying a smack down on someone for hurting Chloe. No! Damn it, he needed to stop this. It was Lieutenant Nunn right now. He had to keep it professional. Plus there were two other hostages and he needed to keep them in mind as well.

Seorang-dong Drop Point
10 clicks from compound
1000 Local time

Erin looked towards Ruzek for instructions. She also glanced over towards her partner. Erin hoped that the two could help calm each other's nerves about this whole thing. Erin had just been released to go back to work and now this. She took a breathe. Checking her gear she tried to focus on something. She was trying not to think about things back at home. All the information they had on the compound and now they were here.

Situating her firearm on her back she just tried to syke herself out. She could know the intel like the back of her hand, but there were still many unknowns. Sighing she could do little more than worry and await instructions from Ruzek before the teams split ways.

Tag:
Team One - @adamruzek, Sp. Agt. Mark Wilson, Det. Erin Voight, @kevin, @emilee
Team Two - Lt. Gustav Vetelsen, Petty Officer Matthew Cole, Sgt. Malachi Dovev, @eric



Attn: Col. Stephanie Huntley, Sgt. Jay Halstead, Gy Sgt. Julien Foxwell, Ssgt. Sherman Sullivan, Lt. Col. Savannah Caffery, Lt. Col. Elizabeth Dovev, @david please post here

Seorang-dong Drop Point
10 clicks from compound
1003 Local time


As they landed Adam took a few minutes to gather his thoughts, he looked to the Colonel, he needed to make sure her head was in the right place. A mission like this was tough on everyone, but knowing that Stephanie had been a POW at one point too meant that Adam was going to be keeping a close eye on her. He didn’t doubt that she’d be capable of doing her job, she’d proven that ability time and time again, but it didn’t mean she had to do that job alone and without the support of those around her.

In the midst of everything that had been going on during the flight Adam had managed to catch most of what had been said. “Wilson… toss that extra bag of tricks you have to Bauer and give him a crash course on how to work the important stuff so that team two will have some toys too.”

Taking a deep breath before continuing, he ran over the options in his head. While stealth and silence definitely had their benefits he had a feeling that it might be almost impossible with the limitations they were dealing with.  "I think our best bet since we’re radio silent from here on out unless it’s an absolute emergency is to have team one take the front and team two take the back… with as many unknowns as there truly are… our best bet may be to go with the element of surprise, we go in as quiet as we can and get as far as we can without alerting them to our presence… but should it be necessary for either team to make noise at any point that team should switch modes and go as big and loud and make as much chaos as is possible. Theory being that the team making the noise would draw enemy attention and the second team can carry on quietly trying to complete the rescue. While it’s not the ideal situation… it could throw them off guard. We have to remember that we are better prepared and better trained for this.”

Taking a few steps off to the side and gesturing for Vetelsen to follow him. “You do what you feel is right, that team is to follow you… any deviation from orders will not be tolerated. I was going to tell you to keep a leash on your Staff Sergeant but that situation has been dealt with already. If it comes a point where silence isn’t feasible anymore do not be afraid to do whatever it takes.” He handed the Lieutenant an ear piece that connected to his radio. “So that we can still hear radio traffic without alerting the enemy to our position. We will be getting our people back today, I never thought you’d hear me say this… but I’m ready to go back to Tennessee. So let’s do this.”

Walking back to the group he clapped the Lieutenant on the back, “Vetelsen and I will be the only ones with our radios on from here on out… so if everyone would please switch theirs off now that would be great. Should something happen to either of us we’ll need one person to turn their radios on and break radio silence. If at any point things get loud and we have to split up the teams further an order will be given for everyone to turn their comms back on. The Lieutenant and I have ear pieces so we’ll be able to hear any information passed on to us by the snipers and ground patrol. We would appreciate the heads up if we have any more company coming.”
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Eric perked up when he heard his name called, and looked to Wilson. “Now I know how Felix felt with his bag of tricks… What’s in here and how does it work? Better question… which one of these is going to be the most fun to use?” He was rambling and he knew it, he was nervous. He didn’t doubt his ability or the abilities of those around him, quite the opposite really he knew that they knew what they were doing.
What he was doubting was the enemies intelligence, if they’d truly been intelligent they would have never taken the POW’s to start with. Now they had enemies of unknown intelligence running around wanting to shoot at him. Dumb guys with guns, was not a good scenario under the best of conditions and this was definitely was not the best of conditions… it might actually be the worst.

Shaking his head Eric attempted to gather his thoughts, “Yeah… ok so show me how all this works. Maybe I can be useful afterall.”
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Kevin leaned in to Erin and smiled, “We got this… all day long. I’m not worried about us, I’m just wondering how Kelly and Hank are holding up with the heathens… and if the dog is still alive. Cause I’m pretty sure Nessa was looking to love it to death. There’s a reason we’ve never had pets… and her name is Vanessa.” Kev was hoping that changing the subject and getting Erin to laugh might take her mind off of things.

He knew that the thought of explosives and fire wouldn’t be a pleasant one. Bumping into her again Kev smiled, “We got this Er… I’ve got you. Nothing is going to happen to either of us”
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Emilee continued to remain quiet and watch her teammates and how they interacted with each other. She couldn’t help but smile at the two civilian police officers as they obviously had an amazing partnership.

She watched as the two NCIS agents discussed and went over the equipment that they would be taking in before deciding to check her bag and make sure that all the first aid supplies were where they were supposed to be and that she’d be able to get to them if needed. She adjusted her weapons and made sure that she was as ready as she was going to get.

She allowed her mind to wander for just a moment to those that were trapped inside. She bowed her head and said a silent prayer for everyone’s safe return and then stepped up to join her team.

“Of course, it wouldn’t be a mission without variables and no fun either but yeah more recon would be a good thing.”

Matt smirked at Malachi's comment.
While he couldn't exactly call the prospect of going into enemy territory with as little information as they had as fun, he had to admit it was an adrenalin kick, and with the worry of getting home alive and well to one side, it was gearing up to be an exciting challenge.

He listened as Adam began to talk once they had landed and it was a solid plan given the circumstances. Go in as quietly as possible and if you get made play the decoy and draw attention away from the other team.
Matt favored stealth and always used it as a first option whenever possible, but he knew full well that it didn't always work out and if something was going to go wrong then he was more than capable of making some noise. And having orders to go as big and loud as possible was actually a very fun prospect, the danger of it aside.

"I like your style." He pitched in with a grin.

Between both teams it seemed they had enough weapons, explosives and gadgets to distract half of South Korea let alone the enemy on the compound, IF it came down to that.

Matt turned off his radio at Adam's orders and he nodded when Adam said that orders would be given if any of the teams needed to split up further.

Matt wasn't usually one to feel nervous about a mission, and technically he wasn't nervous about this mission either, but it was the mixture of his team that had him a little on edge during the flight over, but now they had landed he knew he needed to get his head in the game. He gave himself a mental kick in the keister and pushed any reservations aside because there was no room for them on a mission like this.

He glanced at the familiar and unfamiliar faces and reminded himself that he had to be able to rely on these people and trust them with his life and they had to be able to do the same with him or else he should just stay on the aircraft, and with that he was ready to go.

Sgt. Malachi Dovev,Sgt. Jay Halstead,Det. Erin Voight,@adamruzek,

Seorang-dong Drop Point
10 clicks from compound
1003 Local time

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Gustav straightened up as soon as Adam had began to speak, his arms by his side with one holding the grip of his rifle and with good trigger-finger discipline. Having landed only mere moments ago, a new build up of fear had crept up within him.

But, fear. Fear did not have to be an extra enemy lurking in the shadows. Gus knew that if he played his cards right, he could channel his fear into focus and focus into success. It had been something that he had been working on his entire military career, and something that as a leader - was an important trait to carry.

He listened to the fact they were going radio silent. A good idea, which meant that he needed to keep his team within eye sight, for which hand gestures were going to play an important role in communications. Gustav's eyes did not waiver from the Lt. Col as he spoke before being gestured over. Gus separated from the group to find himself by Adam's side, ready to listen into whatever he needed to know.

“You do what you feel is right, that team is to follow you… any deviation from orders will not be tolerated. I was going to tell you to keep a leash on your Staff Sergeant but that situation has been dealt with already. If it comes a point where silence isn’t feasible anymore do not be afraid to do whatever it takes.”

Gustave held the silence that followed for a moment longer before giving Adam a solid nod. Adam spoke up again, handing over an earpiece. Gus placed it in his ear, making sure that it would not fall out in the middle of combat - if it came down to such events.

“So that we can still hear radio traffic without alerting the enemy to our position. We will be getting our people back today, I never thought you’d hear me say this… but I’m ready to go back to Tennessee. So let’s do this.”

Again, he nodded, a brief smile making itself known past the beard. "Sounds good."

The pat on the back was reassuring, and certainly reminiscent of the times he had been with his own group back in Norway. He followed suit, joining back to the group with a more confident frame of mind on as Adam addressed the rest of the group.

"Does anyone in either teams have any further questions?" Gustav asked, once Adam had been finished speaking. "And, does anyone need any more pieces of kit or is everyone ready to rock?"

Seorang-dong Drop Point
10 clicks from compound
1003 Local time

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The landing, it was another part of flying he hated as he jolted in his seat slightly. He wasnt entirely sure where his flying issues came from, sure it didnt help that Lizzie had fallen from the sky or planes just felt like tin cans with seats and the fact he didnt have wings to fly either. He pushed those thoughts from his head as he listened much more relaxed about everything now they were on solid ground. This was his world, the ground, the work he found it relaxing or at least relaxing in the way that he had a handle on what he was doing without thinking he was going to fall out of the sky.

Malachi listened, team two take the back and communications silent for the rest of this mission. Stealth he was all for that as he listened to Ruzek, it made more and more sense to him though he hoped there would be no reason to break radio silence. In and out, clear a path and get back home safe. Silence worked and making noise, it wasnt exactly what Delta force taught him or Mossad but then if it was needed a decoy distraction he was sure they would all work something out.

The plan was there and things were so far so good he thought as he checked over his gun in his usual cold and calculated style. Hostages to rescue, team to watch out for it was all in a days work as he had no emotions outwardly visible. The job was the job, emotion got people hurt or killed and yet the emotion he had available was all angled toward his wife in the sky who for the first time in a long time he wanted her to stay in the sky because the alternative didnt bare thinking about given what they were going to do.

No, his focus was key as he stared toward the others on the team. The almost scarily dead pan look of his face, he was an assassin by trade so this was just another day at his office. Another job to be done and that was that for him, no fear, no worry just get the job done and get out with the prize in mind at all times as he switched off his radio when told. Malachi glanced toward Vetelsen as he shook his head, “No sir and no sir.” He stated, he had his kit and was more than ready to get going as with radio silence he had no idea about Elizabeth which meant to him the faster he was done. The faster he could know that his wife was safe and had her feet on the ground.

Tag: Lt. Gustav Vetelsen, Petty Officer Matthew Cole, @eric

Seorang-dong Drop Point
10 clicks from compound
1003 Local time

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Mark grinned as he heard Matt say he liked his style. Well the impossible had to be possible someday so why not make that day today he thought. He might be insane and joking because he was a little nervous but still at the end of the day they were all in the same boat everyone just handled things differently. Mark had to admit, yes he was the guy to make that inappropriate joke at the wrong moment or to nervously say something entirely stupid but then just starting out well he was less nervous than he figured he might be later.

At the order to turn off the radio’s Mark did exactly that, turning off the radio to hear the words of Ruzek and Vetelsen. Great so silent and deadly at first but if all goes to hell, pick a team to make noise. Draw attention and fight like hell, great he thought wondering why he had gotten onto the plane in the first place. Vanessa was going to kill him if he didnt get back home and frankly he was more scared of that than any foreign regime or prison. Hell hath no fury and all though the plan made sense to him. No point in two teams getting stuck in if it could be helped.

Mark tossed the second bag to Bauer as he grinned hearing the man talk. “Oh they’re all fun trust me.” He stated chuckling as he dug into his own bag and started to pull a few things out. “So x-ray scanner, can’t tell you specifics but it can read through concrete to see what’s on the other side. Just hold it against the wall, floor or whatever you want and hold down the red button. Image is transferred to the tablet in there. It’s all synced up.” Mark stated figuring he was as nervous as Bauer was though when he placed the scanner on the floor and showed him the wiring underneath on the tablet he hoped that it help some.

“Oh there’s a couple of robot spiders too, cameras mounted onto them so you can get a picture as long as you’re within 10 feet or so of them. The usual laser sights in there too, it can blind a camera but only if it’s directed at the lens.” Mark stated as he pointed to a few other things, the usual demolitions and gadgets, cameras to place on walls. He had no idea what would be needed so he had tried to figure out if he brought a selection it would be covered.

“But Bauer, if in doubt sing or dance. I mean if someone did that in the middle of fight... might buy a few seconds. It’s worked for me before.” He said grinning still as he snapped his fingers a few times in a half dance move cringe worthy moment as he glanced toward Emilee who he thought might have been praying. “It’ll be alright.” He said to her before he turned attention to Bauer again. Mark knew it was odd and sure he was nervous which accounted for his moves but this time he wasn’t exactly joking about singing or dancing. He had experience in a few things but the one thing that put people off a serious situation was doing something strange or funny and for him singing or dancing gave him that ‘yeah I just did that’ moment before people started shooting which usually surprised them long enough to duck or shoot back.

Tag: @adamruzek, Det. Erin Voight, @kevin, @emilee

Seorang-dong Drop Point
10 clicks from compound
1003 Local time

Erin listened to Malachi and Mark discussing things back and forth. Right now she was keeping to herself and minding her own business and following orders. She'd supplied them information and Kevin had really not left anything for her to explain so she was here really as what? An extra person with a gun? True, she had been trained for similar situations. Though Hostage Rescue and Extraction teams were very different skill sets and levels and she was feeling way in over her head. Well it couldn't be too bad if all she did was listen and follow directions?

She wasn't sure what to make of this Ruzek person. Then again, she had worked with him briefly on other operations but that was usually on a local level. It wasn't very often that the PD was yanked out of Tierney halfway across the world. There was a reason she hadn't joined the military, and being away from home was one of the major turn offs for her. Erin liked to have things just so and this was not conducive to that way of thinking. Oh well.

Tag: Sgt. Malachi Dovev, @adamruzek, Sp. Agt. Mark Wilson, @emilee

Matt stretched his head up and looked over to see as Mark demonstrated the x-ray scanner, "That is so cool." He said, seeing the wireing on the screen.
He had seen stuff like that before but he was still impressed by how it all worked. Well he didn't know how it all worked actually, he just knew that it worked and that was all he needed to know. But it was still impressive as were normal x-rays at a hospital. Seriously, they see through skin.

The spider-cam bots were impressive in their own way too, but more importantly they sounded very useful. Matt could think of a hundred times where gadgets like these would have been so incredibility helpful on missions.
But when Mark said about breaking into dance to confuse the enemy and confessed that he had done so in the past it made him seem less like James Bond and more like Chuck, but Matt cracked a smile at the man's little half dance move.
The suggestion to break out dancing to confuse the enemy was the absurd kind of conversation he used to have with his former team en-route to missions, and he appreciated the moment of levity in the face of such a serious situation.

"I'm all set over here. Ready to rock and roll." He replied when Gustav asked if anyone had questions or needed any more kit. He had double checked his gear before the flight and he was as ready as he would ever be.

Once the plane landed Matt undone his harness and stood up to let the blood flow to his legs ready for the moment they would step off the plane. Taking some gum out of his pocket he put a piece in his mouth before looking over at Erin.
The woman had been rather quiet the whole time and she looked kind of nervous and a little out of place. Holding his arm out he offered her some gum, it was more of a gesture of goodwill than anything else.

He put the gum back in his pocket before gently nudging the woman with his elbow, "Don't worry, you'll be fine." He said addressing her with a light smile. "We've all got your back." He assured her casually.
This was a challenging mission for anyone and he could only imagine how it must feel for a PD officer, or anyone else, to be thrown in at the deep end like this.

Sgt. Malachi Dovev ,Sgt. Jay Halstead ,Det. Erin Voight ,@adamruzek ,Lt. Gustav Vetelsen ,Sp. Agt. Mark Wilson ,

Jay's eyes clouded as he listened to the conversation going on around him. He didn't mind admitting that he was on edge. Hell, he had a feeling that everyone was. But what could he do about it? But at least they had a plan now. And once they executed it, they would get their people, and then get the hell outta dodge. Yeah, that sounded great. He couldn't wait for that. Of course, if his nerves would stop jangling, that'd be awesome. But of course, they wouldn't. He wasn't sure if it was the adrenaline, him worrying about Lieutenant Nunn, or a combination of both. Okay stop. You need to focus, he thought to himself.

He then gave himself a mental shake and ran a mental check on his gun. Yes, he was feeling paranoid again. But really, who could blame him? He just wished that he knew why he was feeling this way...

OOC
Sorry this is so short. My brain fizzled.

Gustav had lead them to the outer perimeter, indicating that they should form a line as he got down onto one knee, folding down his NVGs to see what the situation was. Not much had changed from the fence perimeter, things were certainly quiet. Not much movement from the outside but who knows the situation on the inside. They would need to act fast, he pushed up, motioning for his team to push up with him. Pushing his NVGs back onto his head, Gustav needed an entry plan.

Working on radio silence meant that more attention would have to be paid, otherwise one might miss the cue to move in up to the fence. He looked around, before gathering his team in a huddle. "Though they maybe asleep, we might have to act quickly once we've cut this fence. So, let's take out time until the other team's in place. Let's talk options."

He knew they hadn't had enough time to recon and scout the place, which meant they were partially entering in dark. Which could both work in their favour as well as not.

Once they reached near the fence Matt fell into line at Gustav's indication. It was quiet and there wasn't much enemy activity on the outside of the fence, but who knew what it was like inside. That they would have to wait and find out.

Matt moved into the huddle and listened as Gustav spoke, "It all depends what we find on the other side of that fence, but I think a stealth approach is still the best option. Stick to the shadows, neutralize enemy targets and avoid detection for as long as possible."
That was a fancy way of saying stay hidden in the darkness, sneak up behind people and take them out before they see you. Well used and well honed tactics for a Navy SEAL and a course of action Matt had used on many missions with is former unit. Though as he had already admitted it would all depend on what they found themselves up against the other side of the fence.

"We have enough gadgets in Mark's bag of tricks. Maybe a couple of us can get closer and put a snake scope camera through the fence and find out what we're dealing with?" It came with risks, anything they did from here on out came with risks, but it was an option to consider.  

Tag: Sgt. Malachi Dovev , Sgt. Jay Halstead ,Det. Erin Voight , @adamruzek , Lt. Gustav Vetelsen , Sp. Agt. Mark Wilson ,

Mark grinned hearing Matt say the scanner was cool, finally someone who understood why it was cool he thought. Sure people thought he was nuts playing with these things in his shed but they had a use and today if it could help either team then he was all for it no matter what. It was like a little bit of James Bond though a lot less cool and it wasnt exactly a compact xray pen that Bond might have but give him another twenty years and it might be.

If there was one thing Mark could be counted on for it was crazy conversation, he wasnt one for being overly serious all the time and sure the stress of everything got to him like any other. The difference was he would start talking about unicorns and glitter to try and help where as someone else might start a conversation of ‘it will all be okay’ to which his reply usually consisted of a few choice words of ‘how the hell is any of it okay’. Generally once you got past that it was glitter and unicorns all the way.

Once the plan landed Mark was glad to be out of his harness and seat and have a minute to stretch. The thing about NCIS was he wasnt often confined to one spot, much like the Navy in engineering he could roam free a little but flying. In a seat. Restricted in about everything. Yeah he was glad to be on the ground and able to move. Mark smiled at Matt and Erin, nerves great things but not so good when on a mission though Tierney PD they were brave to be on this JTF flight he thought.

When Gustav lead his team off Mark waited for orders from Ruzek, it was the great thing about the military he wasnt about to go off and work without orders. Sure he knew what there was to do and how to go about it but then just because he was technically a civilian it was difficult to forget the chain of command and not wait for specific orders. Mark checked his back as he looked at Erin for a moment. “You’ll be back stateside before you know it.” Mark said smiling trying to be optimistic for everyone.

Tag: Det. Erin Voight, @adamruzek, @kevin, @emilee

Malachi glanced at Erin and Matt as he left the plane, he was happy to be on the ground as he hated flying with a passion though nervous people. No he wasnt even going to go there, he had a job to do and his in head the sooner the job was done and everyone was safely home his wife could stop flying around the sky and be safe on the ground too. Of all the careers though he knew full well she was a pilot when he met her he just didnt know the effect it would have years later.

He needed to get out of the plane as he threw on his pack and held his gun to him in his usual action stance. Following Gustav’s lead to the outer perimeter Malachi watched and waited alert for any kind of movement or any sign that things were going to change quickly. Malachi saw Gustav push up as he followed gathered in the huddle of the team. Options, well there were a few as far as he could see it though working in a team was still a strange concept to him despite his time with the US military.

This kind of job he had done before but usually it was on his own as a sort of ‘single male, no family’ situation so if he failed. It wasnt going to have too many repercussions just a bad job on his part. Working for the military, it was a new concept to rely and trust the guy next to you despite his time in the military it still struck him as well a new concept. “Yes, I think if we let anyone raise the alarm that we’re here.. too much of a risk for the prisoners. Silence and deadly.” He said not sure that sounded right but he hoped they knew what he was aiming to say.

“These guys have kept military personnel from escaping; I think we need to overestimate their capability. In Mossad we were always taught to wait for the opportunity to escape because the longer they had you the less chance you would be in any shape to get out. Either these men and women haven’t tried or they have been stopped. It might mean that they are ready for us coming?” Malachi said not sure if that would be good for either side though it didnt change much in his head.

“Getting a look couldnt hurt?” He said trying to back up Matt in what he had said regarding the camera. Sure it meant that a few of them needed to get close but at least then they could report back as to what they would be dealing with for the outside at least.

Tag: Petty Officer Matthew Cole, Lt. Gustav Vetelsen, @eric.