Flying down, the pilot of the hired launch, Pramod Hamelin, radios to Vijana Air Defence Control (a cooperative venture run out of Reval) the flight plan to Qiangdao. It's hot there, cooling down to the 60's celsius at night, normal people needing a chill suit, and even though the atmospheric pressure is only 1.1 atm, the heat causes unstable currents, affecting the handling of the craft.
Inside one of the clustered ad hoc structures of Ratfair, a crazy firefight has broken out, seven dead with multiple injuries, sadly two of the dead are Kuerzu and Theta, who in turn took down three thugs from inside a bar, one with an Machine Gun, who shot innocents as well, resulting in a crossfire as bystanders pulled weapons and got involved. Security only sniffed at the dead, a side comment that it's friday. Zhenya and Elton have a sad cargo to which meet Leon, Calson, and Otto on the tarmac of the landing zone.
The clock is still ticking on the ransom for Zhenya, one day left, and whether or not they know the mercenaries have been bribed and slipped away ...
Legion wrote: ↑Tue Oct 22, 2019 2:37 amLeon looks at his watch "bloody hell" he mutters, "where are they?" He scans the area taking in the surroundings, where can they be. He draws his duffel bag closer (which happens to have a couple of flash bangs and his carbine inside). Looking at the others he lights up a cigar (getting through these he thinks). "I'm not sure I like the way this is going folks, better get ready for trouble, he keys comms, anyone home?" he asks?