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An inferior version of a mil-spec Stingray landed in an open field surrounded by dense tropic vegetation.
Hades and his strike team rendezvoused with Anarchy's Russian contact on a remote island amongst the Caribbean.
Their contact brought twenty unmarked operatives to support Anarchy's thirty-man strike team.
All the men's identities were kept safe using balaclavas and thick helmets featuring night-vision goggles.
"Greetings. You can call me Hades. Let's get straight to the point. What crucial intel are you providing us? I believe the value was pegged relatively high." Hades stated in fluent Russian.
The large man decked out in heavy assault armor, and helmet nodded in agreement.
