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Interesting idea. Any estimates on when we can expect some story background?
If you're still open, I'm interested
Jarek listened to the briefing making mental notes along the way. That small patch of land was currently inhabited by a group of less than friendly individuals. Creatures too weak to fight, instead resorting to things even Stalin wouldn’t do. Probably.

A raid on a small island, at two in the morning and in a fishing village whose builders obviously never heard of right angles, and probably not even materials that could resist a bullet. He couldn’t tell from the photos. A lot of dark places for someone to hide in, not to mention the buildings. That meant something balanced, maneuverable, mounting a short barrel and a powerful flashlight for safety’s sake. As much as it bugged him, once again he had to compliment the ČZUB for creating a failure. He would gladly deliver his form of justice through a piece of metal and polymers carefully machined by golden Czech hands, but the latest products and decisions in this area ranged from pitiful to downright stupid. Calling it “BREN” was just a final insult. Western neighbours were once again the go-to people, in the form of a 416. One could even think they were trying to undo their past mistakes with their services.

After the briefing was finished, he walked out into the warm evening and set off to get ready for the upcoming mission. “Bloody religion.” he sighed as he disappeared inside the gunshop to prepare his rifle, quietly humming a song.
I'll bite. Any idea about the setting (where, who and when?)?

Food was done, just what he was waiting for. He finished his coffee, got up and stepped closer to the BBQ, wondering what piece of human garbage cost the Briton a good chunk of his body. "This smells great, what's free?" he asked, pointing toward the grill. "And please tell me there's a lot of it." He made himself a burger and sat back down, observing the small figures in the sky, enjoying the food. It was nice of Crowstep to make some high-powered rounds for others, in case something had to be erased from this world again and there wasn't a pile of explosives handily available. Once again he had to chuckle at the thought of using the Somali's own explosives against themselves.
The position of Jarek’s chair gave him a good view of both the firing range and the barbeque, the latter getting the bulk of his attention. He was enjoying the warm summer evening as well as the large mug of coffee in his hand. The only thing this evening was missing was a guitar. A steady drone alerted him to the presence of a plane. Looking up he spotted a C-130, though he couldn’t guess the altitude, and wondered where was it heading and what was its cargo. The wind brought the smell of the meat toward him and he drew a deep breath, wondering how could anyone resist that and be a vegetarian.
Will try to post, some teachers just have to squeeze in one more test before the holidays.
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