Commander Ingrid Grimsdottir
Unit XO
Tsavo Air Force Base, Kubati
Anowa
03/16/2019 - 4:10 AM AST
It didn't take a doctor to realize that a few of the people present weren't wholly there. It was 4 in the morning, and while Ingrid only needed some 2 hours to be functional, the rest of those assembled were actually human to a degree that didn't have a small religious cult following.
The lights were off and the sun hadn't risen yet, the only light in the room coming from the projector.
Once everyone who was supposed to partake in this operation seemed to settle down, she started, "Right." a click, "This is where we're heading in the next 24 hours." the image that appeared was starch white, if one looked close enough the sight of pine trees and rocks could be discerned, "This is the Dytalov Pass in eastern Liverpool, an old border crossing and mining town on the Grunalian and Liverpudlian border. The mine dried up in 1899, and the last inhabitant bailed in 1947, so the only upkeep it's had is a member of the Liverpudlian Ministry of Natural Resources checking to see if the mine's collapsed yet. Speaking of,"
Another click showed a rather dated photo of the mine entrance itself, "This is the mine entrance, roughly 800 metric tons of silver came out of this mine over a 20 year period, after which a dry spot spelled it's doom."
Another click, this time of an overlaid drawing on top of the first image, providing much more context, "Now, why we're here is because back in September, Anowan SF managed to pursue known Dolus personnel to the border pass previously mentioned, but due to international boundaries and lack of communications, we didn't pursue." a pause, "In fact, it was only two days ago in which we'd gotten permission to cross said border."
"Now, we don't exactly know if Dolus set up camp here or if it was just coincidental, but we do have a job to do. We'll be deploying from a pair of H-12s into the mouth of the Pass. From there we'll be splitting into two teams, The Donnish, Nornsmarker, and GRCS operatives will be heading into the town and ensuring there is nothing of worry with myself leading. Main goal here is to confirm an OPFOR presence."
"Other team will be heading into the mines with Mastyer Chief Pirozzi and Sergeant Bjorklund to, again, confirm or deny OPFOR presence. Consisting of the Vacifian, Esgonian, and Ophirican operators. Do note that using explosive may collapse the mine, or cause an avalanche so try to avoid that."
Another click revealed a picture of people in the mountains, "Furthermore, there's also the locals to worry about. The Troggies here are generally speaking not looking for a fight, but they are usually armed due to the predators in the are and the fact they're usually farmers or hunters of some sort. As such rules of engagement are not to fire unless fired upon, even if they're visibly armed."
"Environment as you can see is gonna be cold, -27 degrees celsius, Humidity is 37% so expect a rather light sprinkling of snowfall, almost no wind seeing as it's nestled in a small valley, atmospheric pressure is .6 atmospheres due to it's altitude, so those marksmen among us take account for that. I know the lot of you are probably just fucked for sleep, so I'll be taking questions now, and going over this again on the flight over."