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Major 'Wolf' strode onto the forward flight deck of the Aircraft Carrier USS CALCUTTA. The flight deck was in a blur of commotion as flight engineers and pilots ran here and there, transferring fuel to jets, re arming, and moving jets to the lower levels of the NIMITZ class carrier to be repaired.   As he slowly worked and dodged his way to his waiting F-22 Raptor, he ran through his mission briefing through is mind. Only four hours ago, a delta team was being inserted into the city of Alhajid, but their C-130 was intercepted by an air to air Stinger missile. As far as Intel knew, the delta marines were behind enemy lines, no contact with f

"Clear!" The door to the entrance of the room imploded, decimating the door. Three delta marines rushed the room. "We got him!" The first marined checked Lt. Ghost, then looked at Captain 'Wolf'. "Wolf! Get Wolf free." 'Jimmy' walked over to Wolf and kneeled infront of him. "Wolf. Lets get him up." 'Fox' joined Jimmy and helped wolf up. "Let's fucking hurry up, guys!" They both lifted Wolf up. Jimmy placed a hand over the gunshot wound in Wolf's neck. "Wolf's lost a lot of blood, we need to get him out of here." They started to drag him down the hall. "Iceman, Jimmy! Iceman, this is Jimmy! Fuck. Comms not working in here

Standing ten thousand feet in the air, in a cramped C-130 was the acting commander of Yankee 2-6 with a small company of soldiers. The acting commander, callsign 1st Lieutenant "Ghost" turned around and yelled above the noise of the engines. "Most of the crew - not to mention your fellow jarheads - will be leaving this airspace in choppers at O'eight hundred. They'll ride to the surface in air conditioned comfort, sipping wine, and nibbling on appetizers. Not you, however. Oh no, your going to leave this bucket of bolts in a different method. Tell me boys and girls... how will you leave?" The men and women of Yankee 2-6 all shouted in unison.