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Unbeknownst to most, a third hand is at play in this sudden turn of events. Originally believed to have been a friendly fire incident, Agent Colter-Stevens has a hunch that he is correct in his assumption. The attack came not from without, but within. He also has a hunch that the chemicals they were transferring were something altogether different. If he was correct, time was already trickling through his fingers. He had to find out where the chemicals had got to - and the place to start was their intended destination, Hamadan.

 

Agent Colter-Stevens: "Update when in position, over."

Trooper Soreson: "Roger that. We have visuals on the ChemTech HQ and are in position."

Agent Colter-Stevens: "Hostiles?"

Trooper Soreson: "Negative - wait, I see two hostiles guarding the back entrance. It looks like they have some serious gear for civilians. Must be a private army of some sorts."

Agent Colter-Stevens: Proceed to eliminate them. Headshots only. No noise."

Trooper Soreson: "Copy. Headshots only."

*Agent Colter-Stevens sees the two figures crumple through his binoculars.*

Agent Colter-Stevens: Advance on the gate. I have the package."

Trooper Soreson Gate secure. Let's blow this thing!"

*Muffled explosion can be heard. The gate swings off it's hinges.*

Agent Colter-Stevens: "Okay. Radio silence from now on. Hand signals only."

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The story thickens! Catch the previous part here.

For Modern Conflict.

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