"Come in Captain Tvankiv! Area 1 teams have met and reached our designated AOI! Do you copy?" Shouted Nubasik.
"Still no reply?" Asked Sergeant Revin.
"Nothing! Either way, we have orders. I was hoping this would be more fun though!" Blurted Nubasik.
The area 1 teams had landed and met up without any resistance. Their AOI was a G.T.M.I. supply outpost. They managed to gain access and get inside.
"They didn't leave in a hurry, but they didn't care for what was left behind. 3 crates of TR-89 rifles, 5 crates of Yielder 3 RL, 1 crate of DON45 smg's, and 1 crate of Phoenix 88's. That's like 50k in sterns! Damn!" Said a soldier.
"That's pocket change to Taunis! Ha!" Said another.
"Will you all shut up?! Iziaz! My house doesn't talk this much!" Angrily shout Nubasik.
Revan laughed while s
