# Task Force - Bunker Alpha

Author: SrA havenofimage
Tags: Bear, Falcon, Ferret, Fox, Military, Snow Leopard, Spec Opps, Story Series, marten

#13 of Task Force

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&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;We pulled into the airfield.&nbsp; Soldiers gaped at the bullet holes which speckled the sides and rear of our vehicle.&nbsp; Tank drove to the command center where the informant was unloaded and secured.&nbsp; We were met by to Special Assignments Team agents who were assigned to the region for support on our missions.&nbsp; They gave me instructions for traveling to the first bunker and better yet, keys to our new transport.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; We found the designated vehicle.&nbsp; This one was plainly an armored personal transport.&nbsp; It wasn't disguised as anything.&nbsp; It had a sleek, angular design, and despite being about average size, appeared to be flatter than normal.&nbsp; There was a hidden roof hatch to allow a gunner to stand in the back and shoot.&nbsp; It exterior was painted with the white, silver, gray, and black camouflage used in snowy regions and the windows were covered with a matching film.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;I looked in the back.&nbsp; The remaining crates from Center Seventeen were already loaded.&nbsp; I closed the hatch and took shotgun.&nbsp; Teague was once again at the wheel with the others seated in the back.&nbsp; He turned the ignition and grinned at the feeling of the supercharged engine revving up.&nbsp; He threw the transmission into reverse, pulled out, and we speed back off base.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; We rumbled along dirt tracks which could barely be called roads for an hour and a half, receiving new coordinates twice until we finally reached the bunker.&nbsp; It was dung into a granite hillside, camouflage netting covering the entrance.&nbsp; Teague pulled the truck into the front entrance.&nbsp; I whistled as we entered the space.&nbsp; The "garage" doubled as the armory and was big enough to park three of these.&nbsp; The opposite wall was lined with weapon racks and boxes of ammunition.&nbsp; I guess they planned on us being here for a while.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I helped unload the crates onto the racks.&nbsp; Finished in that, we entered the living quarters.&nbsp; As I walked though a heavy steel door, I flipped on a light switch.&nbsp; Halogen lights flickered on illumination the bunker's interior.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Home sweet home."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; We were standing in the main room.&nbsp; It contained the kitchen, table, two couches, computers, television and even a stationary bike and free weights.&nbsp; An opening in the right wall led to a hallway and five partitioned rooms.&nbsp; I threw my duffle into the first one.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Come on Harper, I wanted that one," Joked Jessica.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After settling down, our orders were to report in to Center 17.&nbsp; I sat down at the com station and switched on the monitor and camera.&nbsp; A few seconds later, Hogan's face appeared.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Chief Warrant Officer Harper reporting as ordered."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Cut the crap Harper, you know you don't need formalities with me."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I smiled, "how's it going up there."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Good now that we know you're secure.&nbsp; Great work with Sergovich by the way.&nbsp; He should home side in a few hours for interrogation."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Glad to hear it.&nbsp; What do we do now?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "No orders yet.&nbsp; They don't want you to move until we have some more info.&nbsp; We need to know which targets to attack when for the most effective operation down there.&nbsp; This has to be over before it starts, or things are going to get nasty."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I understand."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "How's the bunker?&nbsp; Well stocked?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I haven't checked provisions yet, but everything looks fine so far."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Alright.&nbsp; Keep an eye on the fuel cells, and try not to get too bored.&nbsp; We'll contact you as soon as we know anything."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Thanks Hogan, Alpha bunker out."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I clicked off the com and sat back in my chair.&nbsp; More waiting around doing nothing.&nbsp; I had hoped that being stationed down here would mean more action.&nbsp; My stomach growled loudly.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hey Teague, how do we look on food?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He stepped out of the large pantry with a disgusted look on his face.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "They defiantly went for quantity over quality on this one.&nbsp; We're going to be eating food from a box which probably tastes better than the food.&nbsp; They didn't even have the decency of giving us cold milk."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He tossed me a small blue box, similar to a cub's juice box.&nbsp; I recognized it immediately.&nbsp; It was the military's ultra processed, nonperishable, non refrigerated milk.&nbsp; I hated this stuff.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessica laughed as she looked in the pantry.&nbsp; "If they want us to save the world, may they could try to keep us happy doing it."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Life at bunker Alpha was dull at best.&nbsp; We were confined to the interior with nothing but the limited workout facilities, the TV, crappy war video games, and the two books I had brought.&nbsp; We weren't even allowed to go outside to practice shooting.&nbsp; Laughing to myself I thought of what Traci would say if she knew where I was living.&nbsp; I sat bolt upright at this.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Harper, what's up?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Nothing."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I sat back into the cushion of the couch.&nbsp; It had been a very long time since I had thought about that distant part of my life.&nbsp; Funny I thought as the memories dissipated, it seemed so important at the time.&nbsp; Now, leaving my family and friends was just a standard fact of my life with the special assignments team.&nbsp; Nothing to worry about anymore.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; We sat underground for three days, doing practically nothing.&nbsp; I was picking at a stale sandwich when the com came online.&nbsp; I rushed over to the consol and the others soon joined me.&nbsp; Once again, Hogan stared back at us from the monitor.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hey guys, how's it been?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I responded by glaring back at him.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Right.&nbsp; The question of the informant is over and the higher ups have a new mission for you.&nbsp; Obviously the ultimate goal is to take out the leader.&nbsp; This guy sounds like a real wacko.&nbsp; He calls himself The Phoenix."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I inhaled sharply.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Don't worry, he's not actually a Phoenix."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I let out my held breath.&nbsp; If he was a true Phoenix we would have no authority, much less the means, to stop him.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Like I was saying, he calls himself The Phoenix.&nbsp; From what we know, he's a black eagle, but he only ever allows his top general's to see him, so the illusion stands amongst his followers.&nbsp; We don't know where he is though.&nbsp; In the mean time though, we've made a deal with the Croanian government.&nbsp; The New World Order has been giving them a lot of trouble.&nbsp; You have full reign to deal with them as long as no more Croanians are harmed.&nbsp; We do know the location of one of their generals, and a training center he is running.&nbsp; His name is Bantano Davis."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A picture of a fearsome looking polar bear appeared in the corner of the screen.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "We believe he's one of the NWO's first recruits.&nbsp; He's in deep, possibly high enough to know who The Phoenix is.&nbsp; We need to take him out before the trainees at his facility go active.&nbsp; You will have three objectives.&nbsp; One, kill Bantano.&nbsp; He's much too dangerous to keep alive.&nbsp; Two, secure any data which is easily obtainable and will not compromise or slow the mission by doing so.&nbsp; Finally, destroy the training center.&nbsp; The last thing we need is more NWO disciples running around killing people."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Alright, how do we do this?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A hologram appeared of the facility.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "This is the compound where Bantano is working out of.&nbsp; There's one problem with accessing it though."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A ring appeared around the original image.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "There is a secure perimeter one mile out.&nbsp; We don't think you will be able to penetrate without giving away your position to everyone there.&nbsp; This means you'll have to..."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Jump," I interrupted.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Correct.&nbsp; You're going to have to go in HAHO."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I nodded. &nbsp;We had practiced these jumps before. &nbsp;We would be dropped well away from the LZ where the aircraft engines could not be heard at an altitude around 30,000ft. &nbsp;We would then fall for fifteen seconds before opening our chutes and flying in under canopy. &nbsp;In this fashion, we could fly for close to 30 miles and land silently.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Tank spoke up, "Why not HALO? &nbsp;Wouldn't that get us in faster?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Faster, yes. &nbsp;However, the fear is that the noise of a parachute opening at low altitude will alert the enemy to your position. &nbsp;You'll be making this jump at night under photoreactive canopies. &nbsp;If you come in on the pre designated course, you should make it to the ground half a mile into the perimeter undetected."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Understood."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shit, a night opp. &nbsp;I hated jumping at night. &nbsp;We had had to do it countless times during training and it never got better, especially alone. &nbsp;At least we would be traveling in a stack. &nbsp;It could be worse.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Harper, you're going to hate me for this next part. &nbsp;They want you to move the instant you touch down, no time for sniping. &nbsp;The general's quarters are here."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He indicated one of the holographic buildings.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Get in, do your business and get out."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "What are our extraction options?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "If all goes as planned, there will be a chopper waiting for you on the other side of the base."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A small marker flashed.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "And if not?"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Improvise."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; We were good at that. &nbsp;Now that we had the intell, I had no doubts that this mission would go just as smoothly as the last. &nbsp;Hopefully smoother if possible. &nbsp;If we moved quickly and didn't run into too many snags, the operation should be over in no time and The New World Order would be short a second general by our hands.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Alright Hogan, anything else."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "No Sir."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Roger that, bunker Alpha, out."&nbsp;

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