Wednesday, April 27, 2011

BLACK UNIT : OPERATION HAZARD

Message: CAUTION

IDN: TDC-138

4.29.2011

19:46 PST

Commander, I fear this is my final transmission. We have done are best to locate the remainder of the team. These things have overpowered us even with the aid of our battle suits. I am wounded but alive, for how long I do not know. Please use extreme caution if you plan on re-entering the Gate. The gravity is unstable and the air highly toxic. Myself and Icer are all that’s left having witnessed Goliath, Hessian and Lady Hawk being ripped apart. I'm sorry I was unable to finish the mission, but have encrypted a detailed map of the area as well as the Shao's specs. As I write this a force of twelve Shao's have me cornered from exiting the Gate. Commander, please, destroy the fucking thing or send a nuke through their portal when it re-opens. I'm sure Mexico can deal with the fallout. God save us.

Commander Domingo looked up from his data pad and stood to address the Black Unit. Their faces were grim and he could feel their sadness at the loss of their friends, even through their steely eyes. He let the screen behind keep running the text and cycling through the images. He could feel their hate rising in their hearts.

“ That was the last we heard of Mad Dog of Team Death Crush gentlemen. We have full clearance by all the Nations aware of the situation. Under Protocol Seventy Nine we are sanctioned to finish this job by any means necessary short of nuking the area. Interpool, CIA and The UN have code named this Operation Hazard, and as always- never happened. We are going up against an enemy of the likes you have never and hopefully will not see again. Not only are we going after our boys we have green light to seek and destroy. These creatures call themselves the Shao-Telal, a galaxy wandering race of warriors who's first contact with humans was noted around the time of the ancient Sumerians , hence the use of their language. From what we know, they stand a full seven feet high, though they hunch over. They resemble a modern hog and a vulture- if you can imagine that. Ancient accounts have stated that they once flew using their wings, but millenia of interstellar travel has robbed them of that gift as the recent encounter with the Serbians has confirmed that. I have reviewed the vid logs that Team Death Crush sent before we lost all contact. I know most of you can stomach what you are about to see, but be advised- I have not slept well since. "

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