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November 10th, 2022.
In the skies over Africa, our team of lucky operators is flying to the zone, chatting things up among each other, or dozing off, waiting for a landing after the long flight. Yet, the moments of peace are cut short by a sudden alarm, as an engine is blown out on their transport. That's followed by the sick sound of metal crunching and breaking away, before it all goes dark in a hellish mix of alarms, fire, and deep red light.
There's silence, of course...
... Until they wake up on a patch of dirt, near a sign posted in what seems like a rather odd place near a strange forest. A patch of dried up dirt, really, akin to the dusty towns of the wild west. When they look up to see the sign, however, it reads...
POPULATION: 21
A bit odd, really, but looking over at the town, it seems peaceful. Looking back away from the town, however, there's a long expanse of woods, while beyond the town it looks like a dire, barren wasteland. Well, aside from the odd cactus and the distant patches of forest, implying there's a river nearby.
The operators themselves are safe and sound, oddly enough, free of injury, thirst and hunger, alive and well... Just waking up from what felt like a hazy nightmare, only to be stuck in something far, far worse than they could possibly imagine.
Welcome, to Operation Freon.