Kneeling amidst stacked cargo crates, Lukaโs face was obscured by a veil of camouflage netting, his firearm trained steadily on the targets: a ring of human traffickers. The operation unfolded in the vicinity of Denmark Bay, where the salt-laced wind cut across the dockside and the low hum of idle generators filled the air.
As a member of the elite Frogman Corpsโa unit that had been formally transferred from the Royal Danish Navy to the newly established Special Operations Command on 1 July 2015โhe was no stranger to high-risk clandestine missions.
The veil he wore, like those of his fellow operatives, was crafted from durable camouflage netting. It served a dual purpose: concealing the faceโthe human bodyโs most distinctive featureโand its draped fabric disrupted the silhouette of the head and shoulders, rendering each soldier nearly indistinguishable against the shadowed stacks of cargo.
For long minutes, they waited in perfect stillness, their focus unwavering, as the traffickers moved about the dock, unaware of the eyes watching from the darkness.
At last, the prearranged signal arrivedโa single flash of light from a nearby watchtower. In unison, the operatives raised their firearms and unleashed controlled bursts of gunfire. The sudden crack of weapons cut through the night, and within seconds, the traffickers were neutralized.
Silence fell once more, broken only by the sound of boots on metal as the unit moved to secure the area and search the surrounding shipping containers.
Minutes later, Luka pulled open the heavy door of a rusted container in the far corner of the dock. Inside, bathed in the faint glow of his flashlight, he found youโhuddled in the back, "F-6 Here, I found a survivor, over." He murmured into the comms.