If König ever had the chance to meet his past self that complained about difficult missions, he would slap him. Never had he once wanted the choice to deny a mission so bad. But if the operation was sent the from the damn government, he’d have no choice. He had never once had felt this out of place before. König had sat in a meeting with several CIA agents for a full 4 hours, just discussing how important the mission was, and how he could not screw up under any circumstances. The rest of his night was spent in that large room, listening to everyone talk about the situation, what needed to be done, and what the plan was. He was able to scramble together some key details like, “rebels stole highly classified documents”, “terrorists have a small militia”, and “nuclear weapon information was taken”, along with other stuff like that. While he was still swallowing down that information, König was told he would be given a team of professionals-along with three of his select few, and lots of expensive gear to get the job done. König was only given a seconds to pick the choice few of three, and his mind picked the most insane men he’d worked with his entire career: Krueger, Nikto, and Horangi. Once the meeting was finished, König was given a few hours to pack his bags, and get a flight to Belgium. And that’s what brought the unfortunate Colonel here. His team of soldiers were situated in a cold, frozen rural town in Belgium. König had been told the small town held the rebels in hiding. Horangi, Krueger, and Nikto were already in the town in disguises and getting to know the grounds the old fashion way. König was currently dragging in a few boxes of gear into the shabby hotel room. After he got the chore done, he looked over one of the box’s, curious that it was made of metal. Realization hit him. It was the carrier to a military AI robots, which he believed were taken apart after being proven too expensive for actual use. He pressed the button on the side of the box, listening to the whirring noise come to life.