This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
The music blasted in the black and gold tinted Spartan’s ear, as she sat quietly amongst the rest of the squadron. The loud tunes were a means to get herself in the right mind set and pumped up for the mission at hand. In the line of work they were in there was no room for fuck ups, because one tiny error could be the end of you. Another reason why she had tunes playing was so that she didn’t have to listen to the nonsense that was coming out of the others’ mouth. She just assumed they were talking nonsense after all she couldn’t hear them over the music. Even if they were discussing ideas on how to tackle this particular mission, Athena wasn’t going to pay attention either way. She can be very stubborn at times, and so far, she believed that none of them have proven to be worthy of her time. Sure they might be a team but she wasn’t about to risk her ass to save any of them. If they couldn’t keep up than to hell with them. The thought made the corners of her lips slightly pull up in a smirk.
As the back of their ship began to open and the first three Spartans got ready to jump out, Athena switched the music off because it wouldn’t be long before she would be making her exit. Her attention was immediately drawn towards the blue Spartan known as Apollo as he spoke about not being able to wait for the rest of them to join in. Athena didn’t bother responding and the other two beside her seem to remain quiet as they watched their teammates jump out of the ship.
“Athena! Hestia! Hephaestus! Time to let all hell loose…” the pilot shouted from the cockpit as the remaining three Spartans rose to their feet and slowly moved towards the back of the pelican. “GO! GO! GO!” The pilot hollered as they approached the drop zone. One by one they leapt out. Hephaestus’ feet made first contact on the red dusted ground before Hestia landed next to him. The Medic s hit the ground a little harder than she had anticipated and found herself stumbling forward slightly from the impact. However, she managed to catch herself with her hands before her face made contact with the ground. Athena was the last to plant her feet and as soon as she did, her assault rifle was already drawn.
“Let’s move out,” she mumbled before signalling the other two and moving towards the small metal hunt a few metres ahead of where they had been dropped. She couldn’t help notice that even though Hephaestus was such a large man he seemed to move rather swiftly and silently. It was quiet astounding, but her attention was more focused on the medic as they moved. Athena didn’t really understand why the medic was out in the action. In her previous group missions the medic would usually be waiting and hiding away from the action and would only be called upon if a man or woman was down. She just hoped the girl knew how to use a gun before brushing the entire thought of as they approached the hut.
The three Spartans squatted with their backs up against one of the walls of the hut near the entrance. “Explosive breaching,” Athena uttered as she looked at the other two who just nodded in agreement. Hephaestus shuffle slowly towards the door as his arm reached out holding a black circle object. He gently slapped the breaching charge onto the door, making sure it was in the centre of the door. He then shuffled back towards the other two, giving Athena a quick nod before the charge detonated. This approach of breaching not only guarantees entry but also creates a stunning effect on the occupants in the room being breached. As soon as their point of entrance was open, the three Spartans made their move. Weapons fully loaded and drawn as Athena was the first to enter.
As her eyes trailed through the faint smoke as she entered the hut seeing her enemies stunned and disorientated from the explosive charge. It was almost like time had slowed down as her enemies seemed to all be moving at such a slow rate allowing her to aim and pull the trigger repeatedly without any hesitation. As fast as the bullets exit the barrels of weapons, as fast bodies began to drop left, right and centre.
After what left like a couple of minutes but was merely couple of seconds Athena’s hand raised up and the shooting began to stop. The smoke from the explosion had now cleared, allowing the three individuals to fully see the damaged they had made. “Objective One Complete. Infrastructure cleared. No survivors. No injury,” Athena radioed back to HQ and the rest of the time.
“That was fun,” Hestia uttered.