“Full gear, Basil. This is going to be nasty. We have to deal with the special forces.” Isaac uttered to me while we were walking down the hallway out of the building. I sighed. This was only going to be another annoying unpaid activity. And here all I wanted to do was to get home and start researching some things, get some sleep and show up at work for breakfast. Leaving the building, I turned left and continued jogging between buildings to reach the gear storage facility. My bed was there as well as I sometimes slept here after a long mission just like everyone else did. I put on the bulletproof vest, the night version of the uniform, added a light belt with a knife and a few other small useful gadgets and a gun. On my back, I flipped the backpack. We could have stayed in the area for a

