Chapter 787: Washington D.C (9)
The cold air swirled around the Potomac Event Center as the constant sound of beans roasting echoed in the distance.
In Newark, only Lorentina and Logan had encountered Black Eagle, but this was different. The entire Dagger Team had started their first real engagement with Black Eagle, the elite of the elite.
When the Dagger Team collided with the defensive line formed by the most elite soldiers of a battalion, the impact was fierce beyond measure.
Oil and metal shrapnel mixed with blood and scattered into the air. Broken bodies were left behind by the Icarus Operators, but the pace of battle was slower than usual.
For the first time, the Dagger Team faced a battalion of living, breathing enemies.
"They’ve come prepared. They’re not an easy target."
"What else can we do? We move steadily. Get ready to retreat if needed."
"What about Eagle Team?"
"They’ve run into some trouble on the rooftop."
The Dagger Team wasn’t thrilled with the situation.
Up until now, the task force had believed they could go anywhere without concern. This was because the Dagger Team’s speed in taking lives outpaced the speed at which the enemy could reinforce their ranks. Or they could achieve mission objectives and leave before backup arrived.
However, reversing that logic, if the enemy, once in contact with the Dagger Team, could resist until reinforcements arrived or make it impossible for the team to achieve their objectives, the Dagger Team would inevitably face losses.