Story Bravo Strike Pt 1: NightHawk

Bravo Strike: Pt 1: NightHawk


Transport ship Alpha 2-5, Baltic Sea, April, 2016


Bacca stared through his night vision scope towards the container ship he and Bravo team were preparing to board. He could spot no guards on the deck, and thermal showed all heat signatures within the ship, off of the main deck area.

“Top deck, clear.” Bacca whispered into his throat mic. “Take us in.”

The weather was stormy, throwing the transport around in the sky. This only made Bacca’s job harder, as he was the designated sniper until boarding, which then he would grab his P90 and fast-rope down onto the deck of the hostile container ship, currently transporting a vast supply of illegal weapons into Middle Eastern territory, where the War on Terror was taking place. These weapons were meant to help the terrorist factions pushing out InterSpecOps forces attempting to restabilize the countries.

“In position” The transport pilot called out. “Team ready.”

“Hard copy. Descend descend descend.” Bacca called out to the strike team.

Seven special forces operators clad in black combat armor reached for the rope that would take the team down to the container ship. The first soldier, a corporal, clipped himself in and began to slide down from the transport onto the deck of the ship. Soon after, the squad’s sergeant followed him down.

When the fourth soldier was on his way down, there was a call. “Contact, railing above the deck.”

“Roger. Firing.” Bacca whispered, taking aim with his MSR sniper rifle. A resounding “crack!” split the air, audible to only those still on the transport. The terrorist, who had just lit his cigarette, pitched backwards from the .338 caliber round that sheared through his head, painting the deck behind him red.

“One E.K.I.A, you are clear to move.” Bacca said.

“Roger.”

Once the final soldier had completed fast-roping onto the deck, Bacca clipped his MSR onto the wall of the transport, and pulled down his P90 featuring a suppressor. Then, once he was sure everything was secure, he clipped into the fast rope line, and began his descent.

The cold wind whipped at his combat armor, throwing him around on the line. Looking up, he could barely see the matte-black transport ship hovering on its jets above the container ship. Bacca was glad that his helmet protected his face from the rain and wind, or else he probably would have fallen by now.

When his boots hit the deck of the ship, Bacca clipped out of the line and unharnessed his P90, currently strapped to his chest, checked the magazine and cycled the bolt handle.

“Okay. We’re setting up breaching charges on the doors, and we’re going to blow them wide open, flash the soldiers, and then a standard breach and clear. Understood?”

“Hoorah.” Bacca replied to the Sergeant. The Sergeants code name was Snail, and Bacca idolized him in almost every way. A man who knew what he was doing, with actual experience in the field, and who knew his men as well as they knew themselves, not some politician writing up RoE and sitting on a padded cushion in an oval office.

Once the charges were set, the demo expert blew them. Bacca and Snail each drew a flashbang off of their gear, pulled the pin, tossed them in, then charged in, weapons blazing. Bacca swept three terrorists off their feet with his P90, and Snail raised his Skull Crusher to halt a terrorist raising an AK-47 towards the door.

Bacca slid the magazine out of the P90, replaced it with a fresh one, cycled the charging handle again, and set up for the next room.

Room to room, terrorist after terrorist, magazine after magazine, Bravo team cleared the ship. At one point, they blew open a door, and watched one of the rookies charge in, only to be mowed down from automatic fire. It was a sickening reminder to the team that they weren’t invincible.

In the final room, Bacca was firing and he ran out of ammo. Snail was across the ship handling a medivac case for a wounded man, and Bacca was clearing the bridge with another team member.

The last terrorist raised his Desert Eagle towards Bacca’s partner and sent a .44 magnum round sailing between his eyes, then turned to Bacca who raised his P90, and heard nothing but a “click.” The terrorist grinned, then squeezed the trigger.

Another click.

Bacca automatically reached across his chest to draw his Colt Python, just as the terrorist dove to tackle him, holding a knife. The knife came down towards Bacca’s throat, but slid off his raised arm, giving Bacca the chance to bring his knee up into the terrorists croch. Howling with pain, he attempted again to drive the knife downward, only to have it skitter off of Bacca’s combat armor. Bacca punched him in the face, then dove for the Python. The he wheeled about towards his opponent, and pulled the trigger.

Another click.

Bacca swore heavily, then his heart fell when he saw the terrorist raise a USP .45 from the munitions crate between them

“I may not make it out of here alive, but I’ll take you with me.” the terrorist sneered.

“So long, #$%@ hole.”

Bacca closed his eyes, and heard a “BANG.”

To his surprise, he wasn’t dead.

In fact, the terrorist seemed surprised. He looked down at his chest, and watched a circle of red spread.

Bacca looked backwards, and saw Snail standing in the doorway, holding a smoking Colt Python, looking triumphant.

The terrorist sank to his knees, eyes seeing no more.

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“I owe you one.” Bacca whispered, sitting on his new bunk in the Bravo Team barracks, right next to Snail.

“Don’t mention it. You would’ve done the same for me. We’re all family in Bravo Team.”



THE END


This was a new idea for me. Characters based off of @907BaccaFTW and @Snail_5_


Please comment below with thoughts. If I get good feedback, I will release part two, and will possibly start another mini-series with other characters.

This story is in no way related to the Skyfall Saga by @Lightwielder

 

I already have part two written. I will release that if I get positive feedback from here, then create a miniseries