Stygian Technologies: Field Agents

Windowless Gray Van
"Probably for the best," Forlorn said. "We don't have much of a window of opportunity here to move in with that sniper still there. I'm faster than the rest of you, so I can race in first, climb up to take out the sniper, and then you can follow in afterwards. If it weren't so suspicious to have a bird tapping on the window in the dead of night, you could distract him on the south side by making it look like it's building a nest."

edited 6th Sep '15 11:38:17 AM by nman

Field Agency

To Mr. Chun

"Genetic splicing, mate. Power of Zeus at my fingertips and all that. Can fry a man with a finger."

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To Vespa

"Like the TV hacker person? Radical."

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To Malware

"Malware, huh? Found the nerd."

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To Forlorn

"'Fishwish?' Right then, Forlord."

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To all, after hearing the plan

"Plan's solid, but the sniper scuffle'll probably make a bit o' noise. Grunts on the ground will notice. Dunno how many there are, but we could try and flank 'em before they get too uppity. Could we get some better visuals on them before proceeding?"

"Malware, could you patch Fishwife in, by chance?"

"'TV hacker' indeed. Fishwife, you say you're a sniper yourself. How's our eagle-eyed 'friend' going to operate? Additionally, could you get here fast enough to be of any help with the 'scuffle' you're predicting? They might see us but from what you say they'll never see what's coming from you."

"Sounds good, Forlorn. I'm right behind you. Any objections, Malware?"

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"Hacker, not nerd" Mal said to Fishwife, not even reacting when Vespa gestured at him. "And right now, Fritz is in the area. I'll use him to keep an eye on the guards if we need to."

Windowless Gray Van
"Let's get into position, then," Forlorn said. He stepped over towards the van's controls, pressing a few buttons manually for their destination and the perimeter before giving it a voice command. "Car, navigate us to the following coordinates along the indicated route."

Outside the compound
The van made its way along a dirt road to the north side of the property. Here, the tree cover was considerably poorer, but the shape of the land still kept the compound and the vehicle from line of sight.

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Field Agency
Back in mission control, Fell turned away from the screens for a moment, with an expression of sudden irritation. He began speaking to someone who was neither in the room or in the van, "What? No. No way - I've got a whole team in place already, this op's going to be over and settled before you even get here. No no no, that's an even worse idea. You're out of your mind - no, I mean, you're not thinking straight; you're too close to this and you couldn't be careful if you wanted to. Go somewhere, chill out, and rest assured that we'll have the guy before sunrise. Copy? Hey, I said, do you copy?"

Fell dropped his balled fists, sighing, "God dammit."

edited 6th Sep '15 10:27:48 PM by StygianEmperor

Flesh is a design flaw.

Windowless Gray Van
"Okay then, it's show time," Forlorn said, stepping outside of the vehicle before turning around. "We'll have to improvise on account of the sniper. Our best bet is for me to run in first and take out or otherwise distract the sniper. When that's done, the rest of you can move in without having to worry about getting your heads blown off. By the sniper, at least. Vespa, your plan sounds good but needs different groups, rather not have you and Malware by yourselves. Leave the kid here, and take the knight with you. Malware, just keep on doing your engineering from the van. Mr. Chun, Mirivac, Serenity, you're our cavalry."

He cracked his neck. "If you prefer to enter via the roof, I can drop a rappel line down to the two of you and we work our way down. Malware, I'll open up a path for your bird to get inside, see if it can get to the security hub and you can work your magic. Assuming everything goes perfectly up until that point, we don't want to show our cards, so the cavalry will want to hold off at first. Getting to Zaivous requires finesse. Unless everything goes flawlessly, getting him out is going to involve punching holes in the walls. If you two and the robots keep to the perimeter for now and spread out, you can be ready to move in and light things up in all four directions. Probably want the construction bot on the side with least resistance."

"A distraction is simple enough." Bai reached behind him and produced a simple cylinder between two fingers. "Smoke grenade. If you are fine with your presence being a little more announced, I can lay cover from here all the way to the compound."

"If you don't mind Forlorn, I can try to take care of the sniper unless you're pretty confident on your stealth skills. Got the gear to noiselessly climb up there and with some luck eliminate him quietly" offers Sarah opening and closing her hands couple times as she activates the cybernetics on her hands and feet that would allow her to climb up "I'd like you close for backup and securing the rappel line for the others though"

If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.

Windowless Gray Van
"Half stealth, half speed," Forlorn said. "Climbing up manually like you're suggesting takes too long, you'll get spotted by anyone glancing your direction. I can get to the roof in one quick motion. Besides, with all that extra gear you're carrying, you'll need more time to traverse the field. Once I handle the sniper, there'll be enough of a gap between any potential guards and patrols for you to make your approach."

"Save the gas for later, big guy," he added to Chun. "I'm sure you'll get your chance to smoke this place out once Zaivous is in our hands. Something tells me this guy doesn't sleep without a dozen bells around his neck. Paranoid ELF bastard."

She nods, waiting inside and sitting quietly. She continues fiddling with what she brought along for this task. A plasma cutter, a gigantic cable cutter, several breaching charges and the like. Hell, she even prepared a thermal drill, build into Bogdan's chassis. Now, she wait.

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"Alright," Mal said before he heard Fell's outburst from the comms. "Is something wrong, sir?"

"Shit, was I transmitting?" Fell asked, fiddling with his bionic ear, "No, hopefully nothing. An agent who's taken Zaivous's message as a personal insult, just now responding to my call, demanded in on the op. Should have never asked him, but two weeks ago I was desperate. Real psycho, almost as nuts as the guy we're after, but I don't think he's actually dumb enough to barge in on an active op."

Fell rubbed the metal along the side of his face, "...Keep an eye out, though, just in case."

Flesh is a design flaw.

"Personal insult? So we're on the lookout for someone heavily modified. Gotcha. Let's hope that he stays out of our way."

"Sounds like a plan, Forlorn. "

Vespa checked everything one last time, exited the van, and dropped into a low profile, sweeping the area just in case.

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To Vespa

"Most likely he'll be panning the area by sight, augmented by a goggle setup that can see infrared and thermal signatures. Compound probably has motion sensors scattered along the grounds. Definitely have a link to those, our snipey friend. And I'm at base. Not gonna make it to the sortie."

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To Malware

"Hacker, nerd, same thing. No less useful, mind you. No need to patch me in, with Fell at the moment."

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Field Agency

Fishwife eyes Fell as he finishes chatting with whoever. "Always complications, ain't there," he says, rolling his eyes. "Whatever, we'll deal. This is an extraction, not execution, yeah?

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To All

"Mal, keep an eye on roving guard patrols and try to find some evidence of motion sensing equipment. Until we get a solid confirmation, make no unnecessary movements. If a fucker spots us, the fun will start. We want clean, the opposite of fun."

A little bit perturbed that Vespa decided to go out first, he called back into the car "Everyone, after me."

Exiting the vehicle, Bai unfurled the Type 100 to its full height and strode out, head turning about with his gun in tow.

She is a bit uneasy about Vespa being quite eager. But nonetheless, a job is a job. Flicking the remote on, and putting on her VR headset, she took a seat in the van, waiting as the two drones comes online, quietly stepping out after Chun-Anton the combat robot holding an AK-101, and Bogdan the work drone quietly flicking on the thermal lance, plasma cutter and drill built into as his limbs.

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Outside the Windowless Gray Van
"Hold on, be careful not to get too close just yet," Forlorn said. "Malware, wait until the sniper is looking north, then tell me when he looks away. That'll give me the biggest amount of time. Have the bird keep an eye on him. If it looks like he's going to turn this direction too soon for any reason while I'm still closing the distance, let me know and have the bird peck on the window."

He took a few steps towards the edge of the northern perimeter, planting his feet firmly on the ground. He leaned down and forwards a bit, placing his hands on the ground as well, forming what resembled a rocket sprint stance.

"I think those cameras were the motion-detection system," Fell contested. "Unless you can see anything else like that from your line into the security network, Kid?"

Up in the tower, Fritz could see the sniper turn from the north window to continue his clockwise patrol.

edited 7th Sep '15 1:24:59 PM by StygianEmperor

Flesh is a design flaw.

"None that Fritz can see, sir," Mal said. "And the sniper is looking away. Now's our chance.

Vespa made a point to fall behind Chun.

"Clean sounds straightforward enough."

Play nice, A. You have to remember that this is not a solo op.

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Outside the Windowless Gray Van
"I'm off, get ready," Forlorn said, taking off sprinting at the compound, using his boots for added speed. As he headed to the building, he radioed over to the others.

When he got close to the building, he would activate his nanocloak, fire off his hand at the roof, and make his way up.

An outdoor guard patrol narrowly missed Liam as he stealthily ran across the field for the tower. No mines erupted beneath him, sparing him what little flesh remained in his left leg.

The thump of Liam's hand against the roof made the sniper turn. Inside, the walls had been torn down to make the space a single room, with little but a chair, a few boxes of ammo, and the sniper's helmet by the wall. Looking for the source the noise, he briefly gazed right through Liam, seeing nothing there, then apparently decided the sound was innocuous enough to turn his back on.

edited 7th Sep '15 7:15:51 PM by StygianEmperor

Flesh is a design flaw.

Compound
Deciding that he would take advantage of the sniper's slight adjustment to his observation pattern, Forlorn planted a foot into the open window. As fast as his rubber soles would allow him, he quickly made his way towards the sniper in an attempt to approach from behind and slice his throat by extending the blade from his wrist, while using his left arm to smash the soldier's gun to prevent him from firing in case he didn't have the safety on or had his hand too close to the trigger.

edited 7th Sep '15 7:23:34 PM by nman

The sniper was disarmed and choking to death on his own blood before he even realized Liam was in the room. His long rifle was clearly a laser weapon, the spare sniper bullets on the ground must have been there for another gun.

Flesh is a design flaw.