OPERATION SEXY MARIO: CONCLUSION

[initiates]

Date & Time: Sept 19th
Location: The UE Holding Compound, and surrounding area.
Characters: Anyone being rescued, doing the rescuing, or doing the distracting.
Summary: There have been some slackers freeloading off the UE for the past couple weeks or so, so let's go drag them home.
Warnings: Likely violence! Let a mod know if we should update this.

Those meant for distraction and those meant for rescue alike are both loaded onto the same stolen highspeed train. It's a great distance to cover, but the train manages in just under two hours, and deposits both groups three miles from the Holding Compound — a desolate and cold area, with rocky, uneven ground, small but jagged hills well-scattered and covered in scraggly trees — and there they part ways.

The diversion is sent away north, to draw United Earth attention and aggression upward, further into the continent, while the rescue team takes a much slower and quieter route to approach the Compound from the south, closest to Exsilium. The rescue team's orders are to wait a full half hour, to be sure that all forces who can be drawn out of the Compound to meet the sudden onslaught from the north will have already left.

The diversion team won't have an easy job of it. The soldiers are heavily armed, and trained to fight to the death before they surrender. They're grouped in organized squadrons, about 20 in each, and seem to outnumber Transports by three to one. Scattered throughout these soldiers are the Masked, the UE's special forces. These soldiers strike with a deadly precision, enhanced speed and strength, and highly advanced weaponry. Also, oddly enough, they seem to have a few smaller members among them, standing about 4 feet tall, and wielding strange powers… Those familiar with the powers of their kidnapped friends may see distinct similarities.

The Compound itself, when the rescue team makes their way in, will be very quiet. All prisoners had been forced into locked rooms (together or separately — whatever was most convenient) before the soldiers had left to face the encroaching threat. There are still personnel left to man the base, of course, and a few of them are armed soldiers — but for the most part it's scientists and researchers. Careful, though. Even scientists and researchers are perfectly capable of sounding the alarm to bring back the armed threats.

Once everyone is out of the Compound, the train will begin running a return trip. It will be kept as long as possible, while the distraction teams sneak back from the battlefield in small groups, but it can't wait forever. Those on the battlefield for the longest, the hardest hitters or the most dedicated fighters, might just have to find another way home. So… any Transports with relocation abilities feel like lending a hand?

Comments

[beardedflannel]

[ Maybe when he isn't so distracted by his thoughts and what's going on around him, thoughts of how close the gunfire sounds echoing from down one of the corridors at their side, how there's the sound of a rumbling battle in the distance somewhere outside of the facility. How they need to get out of this place, how he wants nothing more than for all of them to be back in the crappy little place he had fixed up for them.

Joel's tightening his grip on the stolen rifle. He knows Ellie can clear a way for them, and he knows he can help her no matter how much blood he's lost or how injured he is. It's like a severe case of deva ju, Joel is half expecting a big burly black man with a shotgun to come bursting out from a passing door, accusing them of how they had shot his friend-- ]

And then what?

[ Since he has no recollection of how he arrived here, he's at a loss on just how they're going to get away. ]

[vaccination]

And then we take the train back and get you fixed up. Or get you fixed up and take the train back, whatever order.

[Whatever Joel will allow. Stubborn, stubborn, stubborn. Maybe Tess should have come along for this part. Ellie could handle Joel pretty damn well, but it wasn't as effortless as Tess.

Ellie's steps quicken for a moment as she checks around a corner, a hallway dangerously silent, and then she motions for the two to hurry.]

C'mon, we've gotta move.

[controlledvariable]

I'd advise the latter.

[In her expert opinion.

Which is actually an expert opinion, considering she's had more than enough medical training to make an assessment, here.

At Ellie's quickening pace, Steph actually slows, but only for a moment, until she's fallen behind Joel.]

I've got your back.

[beardedflannel]

[ The rifle is pulled up as best as it can be. Joel tries not to use too much of the muscles in his torso, a glance thrown back over his shoulder at Steph as she takes position. He nods and follows after Ellie, making sure to keep close. ]

Let's just get to the damn train.