they are all from the same family, it’s quite endearing really. Fernando is with them, you will recognise him when you see him. You can let him go.’ Maddox whistled across the courtyard to three guards smoking, waving his hands, beckoning them over.
‘You three, come with me,’ he said and they headed out the gate and into the jungle.
Meanwhile on Ascension Island, the Globemaster had landed promptly. The mass of the Merlin was now being unloaded. Alex sat patiently and watched along with the rest of his unit as the ground staff made final preparations for take-off. The journey had been quiet and the operations strategies had been run through many times, each member fully aware of what they must do. Unlike Jack having to hire helicopters, putting his life at risk, Alex had satellite photographs and images of the site. There was even conformation that Grimlock was already there. It wasn’t long before a man in a hi-vis jacket gave them the all clear.
‘We need to wait for tech support to arrive with a few essentials,’ Alex said. ‘They should be here any moment.’ The man nodded his head, looking to the sky, as a Cessna Citation X flew past, banking in for a landing. It had flown from a facility in Philadelphia, refuelling in Barbados, using its full potential to deliver the help the team would need on time. The ground crew rushed to the plane as it finally stopped. The three small boxes were unloaded and stored in the Merlin. They were now ready to leave. The unit hastened into the fuselage, taking their seats and tightly strapping themselves in. The five immense blades of the Merlin began to rotate. The bird of prey took off with the refinement of a light aircraft, its wheels disappearing into it massive bulk, leaving a sleek and dynamic craft of aviation. They were airborne and heading for the coast of Brazil and a rendezvous with H.M.S Pursuit. Dylan, the field electronics expert, tore through the box, hoping to find what he was looking for.
‘Is it all there, Lieutenant?’ Alex asked. ‘Oh yes, these will be very useful.’ Alex sat back in silence, hoping for a bit of rest and to prepare for the most important mission of his life, to help out his best friend, whether he liked it or not.
It had been a simple trek, each member watching out for the poisonous wildlife and hazardous terrain. Jack’s machete stayed sheathed as they journeyed through a jungle, less dense than he had expected. It had been forty-five minutes of trekking and they were now getting close. Although on a quest of vengeance and the need for concentration, Jack couldn’t help but admire the surroundings. The diversity of the flora and fauna gave him a sense of unusual well being in a time of expected seriousness and anger. As they approached a small clearing, Jack stopped and turned to the rest of the party.
‘We’ll take a five minute break,’ he said, sliding his bag from his back, placing it on the orange toned floor of the jungle. The air was hot and humid. ‘Please be aware of your surroundings, there are many snakes and insects you don’t want to annoy,’ he said, smiling at Anjo.
‘That’s excellent advice, Mister Harvey,’ emerged a strong Texan voice from the trees. Jack turned to the sound of four guns engaging, followed by four men carrying them, materializing from the trees on the other side of the clearing. There was nothing anyone could do. The unexpected ambush rendered their guns useless and had, without doubt, halted their plan of attack. The man spoke again as the other three took the weapons and bags from the group.
‘You’ve come a long way, what a shame it’s got to end here,’ he chuckled.
‘How did they know?’ Jack thought to himself. He then noticed Anjo directing an enraged stare directly into the unsettled eyes of Fernando.
‘Tying up the boats, you were warning them we were coming. What have you done,’ Anjo shouted, in
‘You three, come with me,’ he said and they headed out the gate and into the jungle.
Meanwhile on Ascension Island, the Globemaster had landed promptly. The mass of the Merlin was now being unloaded. Alex sat patiently and watched along with the rest of his unit as the ground staff made final preparations for take-off. The journey had been quiet and the operations strategies had been run through many times, each member fully aware of what they must do. Unlike Jack having to hire helicopters, putting his life at risk, Alex had satellite photographs and images of the site. There was even conformation that Grimlock was already there. It wasn’t long before a man in a hi-vis jacket gave them the all clear.
‘We need to wait for tech support to arrive with a few essentials,’ Alex said. ‘They should be here any moment.’ The man nodded his head, looking to the sky, as a Cessna Citation X flew past, banking in for a landing. It had flown from a facility in Philadelphia, refuelling in Barbados, using its full potential to deliver the help the team would need on time. The ground crew rushed to the plane as it finally stopped. The three small boxes were unloaded and stored in the Merlin. They were now ready to leave. The unit hastened into the fuselage, taking their seats and tightly strapping themselves in. The five immense blades of the Merlin began to rotate. The bird of prey took off with the refinement of a light aircraft, its wheels disappearing into it massive bulk, leaving a sleek and dynamic craft of aviation. They were airborne and heading for the coast of Brazil and a rendezvous with H.M.S Pursuit. Dylan, the field electronics expert, tore through the box, hoping to find what he was looking for.
‘Is it all there, Lieutenant?’ Alex asked. ‘Oh yes, these will be very useful.’ Alex sat back in silence, hoping for a bit of rest and to prepare for the most important mission of his life, to help out his best friend, whether he liked it or not.
It had been a simple trek, each member watching out for the poisonous wildlife and hazardous terrain. Jack’s machete stayed sheathed as they journeyed through a jungle, less dense than he had expected. It had been forty-five minutes of trekking and they were now getting close. Although on a quest of vengeance and the need for concentration, Jack couldn’t help but admire the surroundings. The diversity of the flora and fauna gave him a sense of unusual well being in a time of expected seriousness and anger. As they approached a small clearing, Jack stopped and turned to the rest of the party.
‘We’ll take a five minute break,’ he said, sliding his bag from his back, placing it on the orange toned floor of the jungle. The air was hot and humid. ‘Please be aware of your surroundings, there are many snakes and insects you don’t want to annoy,’ he said, smiling at Anjo.
‘That’s excellent advice, Mister Harvey,’ emerged a strong Texan voice from the trees. Jack turned to the sound of four guns engaging, followed by four men carrying them, materializing from the trees on the other side of the clearing. There was nothing anyone could do. The unexpected ambush rendered their guns useless and had, without doubt, halted their plan of attack. The man spoke again as the other three took the weapons and bags from the group.
‘You’ve come a long way, what a shame it’s got to end here,’ he chuckled.
‘How did they know?’ Jack thought to himself. He then noticed Anjo directing an enraged stare directly into the unsettled eyes of Fernando.
‘Tying up the boats, you were warning them we were coming. What have you done,’ Anjo shouted, in
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