Black Wolf Basecamp, Mt. Elberus

The breaking of the alarm sounds shook Lance from his sleep. He saw the annoying light from the red digitized bulb situated in the top corner of his room. It was the only light that shone from the dark.

A cracking voice from the speakers emerged immediately saying ‘Attention all personnel, this is not a drill. The base is under attack!’ It went over for some time and for only a few seconds, Lance stormed out of the room like ablaze with all his gear on his shoulder and his boots on. All other personnel scurried to the halls and they were all going in one direction, as protocols suggested, to the armory.

“Lance, this is what I feared!” Luke tapped at his shoulder.

“It was what Lyka just said,” Lance responded as his eyes fell on Kate on the other side of the heaving crowd. Lance never saw before the worry that plastered on the face of the head of Recon. They were all lined up to be provided with weapons.

The personnel on the other side of the armory