Previously on Black Spider Down...
<radio crackle>
-This is king 6 to bravo team, are you in position
-Roger king 6, bravo team is in position and standing by
-Requesting bogey dope on target over
-Subject is currently in bed fast asleep over, do we have permission to engage over
-Negative bravo team, wait until other elements are standing by
-ETA on teams over
-black widow leader is setting up an ambush site in subjects shoe, ghost is still on his way to overwatch, he is enocunter heavy resistance under the bed, over
-Roger, bravo team is locked and loaded acknowledge
-Copy that bravo
-This is blackwidow we are in position over
-Roger widow, stand by, time to egress is still on
-Copy that
-King 6 this is delta we are on subjects head and waiting to comence attack over
-copy that delta, start time on target
-roger
-All teams check in
-Delta standing by
-bravo team standing by
-blackwidow in position
-this is ghost we are good to go
-Copy that, all units stand by, standy by, execute in 4...3...2...1, King 6 to all units, GREEN LIGHT! GREEN LIGHT!
-This is delta, subject is awake, we are currently crawling on chest!
-Bravo team moving into pants now, I repeat we are entering outter cuff!
-Delta to widow, be advised subject is going for the shoe over! We have shoe RIGHT SIDE!
-Crap he grabbed the wrong one, dammit! Bravo GET OUT OF THERE!!!
-King 6 to all units, pull back to the primary extraction point, I say again primary extraction point, under the dresser, EVAC, EVAC NOW!
-Disengaing now, this is delta
-Widow is peeling left over
-Ghost is still maintaining overwatch on ceiling fan over, requesting permission to pop smoke over
-Go ahead ghost
-This is delta we see you widow, go! go! go!
-King 6 to bravo, where the hell are you!
*silence*
-King 6, Bravo come in!
-King 6 this is widow we're going back for them!
-Negative widow! I repeat, DO NOT reengage! The area is still too hot!
-Bravo come in now dammit! Bravo!
-Ghost to king!
-Go ahead ghost
-SPIDER DOWN!!!!!
</radio crackle.>
This week's episode...
A low beating of the drums was masked by the constant downfall of fine cold rain that threatened to extinguish the candles held by the mourners. As the procession walked up the hill all eyes were on the casket, carried by 4 paulbearers, 16 steady hands holding the coffin as rigid as their steps. Their boots crunched on the gravel of the flower bed out front, the small tombstones they passed almost hidden in the dark stormy air, only seen by an occasional reflection from a lit candle from a loved one. The spiders came to a halt at the freshly dug grave, the sides already colapsing from the mud and water, reminding the crowd gathered of its permanence. As the 4 men in their dress 8 uniforms resumed their position with the rest of the men, each holding an M16, seven in all, the speaker began.
Somber it was, but it also was the perfect place to pass information, the type of information that is never written down, the type of information that cannot be heard by anyone outside the Op order, the type of information that is used to plan operations such as the one that caused the spider of the days events to die "In a web-training-accident." King 6 stood near the back, next to him another spider of equal size, one that walked with a limp, yet he was only in his four's.
"King 6, it is unfortunate we meet today, but it must go on."
"Yes sir, we have regrouped at our staging camp in the laundry room, we have acsess to outside through the dryer duct. We are ready to go back in." Lighting flashed across the ceremony, sending shivers down the spine of those closest to the coffin, illuminated in a blueish white light of nature.
"Not so fast, we cannot afford another loss."
"It was my fault sir, I should have pulled back sooner, I should have accounted for the target being right footed and not left, but we had to go with the intel from Charlotte's office that we had."
"I understand, but this time we have to go in prepared."
"Sir?"
Taps began to be played, 4 Spiders, 8 trumpets blaring in a tone so sweet, each note so long, it felt as if it melted the skin off of the face and around the eight eyes.
"I want to send in another element with you." Once again lighting flashed, only this time followed with thunder, the artificial thunder of gun powder as they began the twenty-one gun salute as taps was dwindling to the end. Once....twice....
"Another element sir?"
Three times.
"They call him the red one..."
Stay tuned for Black Spider Down next spider thread.