She “Ohh”ed and grabbed him around the neck. XXNX He heard a whoosh behind him, a skimmer heading his way. He readied his side arm, already fitted with the suppressor. The high tech fabric it was made from was fire retardant, bullet resistant and reduced his IR signature. The sky was showing a deep dark blue, confirming it would be dawn soon. The hidden entrance to the enemy facility. The base organized itself, as the military will do, and waited for orders, as the military will do. That’s not what got his attention. Now we know, they were the attack ships, now codenamed Baboon (the B classing it as a “bomber”). He briefly considered if today being 9/11 was a good omen, but he put that thought away. It would be dawn soon.
