Chapter 4: Hunting
Drake stood in the cockpit of the Silent Night fury jet as it streaked silently through the night sky heading for the co-ordinates he had received from Queen.
"I swear Queen, that tailor is a monster. I'm seriously considering changing my whole wardrobe after this." Drake commented as he finished reloading his rifle.
He was very satisfied with the tailors work on the new gear he was wearing.
Right now he was dressed in a black hooded armored combat suit. He had two pistols holstered on his thighs and at his back with extra magazines in his belt while two Katana swords were crossed on his back, and he had an assault rifle slung over his shoulder.
"You'll be arriving at the coordinates shortly. Once you do I'll use the jets scanners to see if I can find where the terrorist might be. See if can find anything in the ground, good luck and remember be careful." Queen's voice came through the communication link of the jet.
"I'm always careful." Drake said putting on a pair of shades and turning to the hatch where he hooked the drop line to his belt as the jet stopped right above a crash site.
He jumped out of the jet he let himself gradually lower to the ground and raised his rifle once his feet touched the ground. He unhooked the line connected to his belt and started walking around the crash site. There were seven large armored vehicles all set ablaze as if there were hit by missiles and armored soldiers could be seen strewn allover the floor and they stank of blood and smoke but nothing was breathing.
"Looks like they had themselves a party, with a big bonfire like that. The sloppy workers didn't think to clean up after the military, but I don't see anything that looks like it belong to our guest and I also can't see that it belonged to the scientist or the cargo."He said
"High tech armor and energy shields maybe. Find anything else useful?"