With the Soku and the Sirens going forwards north for the generator, the Swordfish, and two Fireflies hovered at low-level southwest of the island, near a crescent gulf of golden sand where blue, purple, and crimson corals carved an alien reef.
The three troopships crossed over the vegetation. Electrified trees of purplish-red leaves covered a grassed cove where puffy flowers rose. ‘113 meters’, the triangle on John’s HUD marked the source of the signals. It was time to get down and find out what that place held for them.
“Alright, commander,” Jack Port descended the Swordfish near the hypersensitive grass. “We’ll wait for you here. Good luck. Tell Goliath for me to screw himself if you see him.”
The side doors spread to both sides. John launched his team a hand gesture and jumped dow
