—0300—

In the cover of darkness, you have awoken. In just a few minutes, youre already prepared, 15 MARSOC Operators with you as you stepped outside the barracks, and into the chilly outside. On 2 helicopter pads, 2 Pavehawk Helicopters, standing by for your arrival.

Your Squadron's task was to go in to the forests of Iraq, to disable a Nuclear Facility, its task, creating nuclear weapons.

—0320—

The Pavehawk's rotors increased its speed, the helicopters going up in sync, the raiders inside the helicopters. After they were a hundred feet from the pads, both the helicopters turned in a line formation and started flying steadily.

You sat with the helicopter infront, as you sat in the helicopter seat, one Operator, Staff Sergeant Vazquez, spoke.

"Alright, Marines. You know our mission, i know our mission. Any hostiles, do not be afraid to open fire. Rain hell on them. Oorah!" He shouted over the rotors, as all of you guys also repeated the word "Oorah!"

After half an hour, the helicopters would finally land in a forest nearby and you guys disembarked, as the Helicopters leave shortly after, as u put your night vision goggles on.

the POTUS would watch in the Situation Room, aswell as other elite high rankers and the branches generals watched.

*You guys were alone in the forest. Atleast, for now.