Grieving Wolfpack/transcript

Mission
''Screen is black. Heavily blwoing wind is heard in the background.''

Prophet: Everyone on me.

''The HUD of Saint appears. Three other soldiers deactivate their metascreen as they walk to each other. Saint looks to his side, with Kevin next to him.''

Prophet: Everyone geared up.

Deuce: Roger.

''Saint looks at a massive drilling facility in teh distance. The sky is dark of the night, but the lights of the facilty illuminate the nightsky.''

Prophet: Spike, you got us in sight?

Spike (Radio): Roger that, Prophet. Hostile activity is low. They don't now that you're close.

Prophet: Copy that.

Seraph: Let's get moving.

Saint: It's gonna be a long boy's night out.

Deuce: Ain't that the truth.

The Predators activate their metascreens again.

Spike (Radio): Looking good, guys. The storm will provide any visibility from a distance. Switch to thermals if you got a patrol. Everyone's hostile. Radio signals should be jammed from this far away from the facility.

Deuce: Copy all.

''The Predators chrouch over the ice layer silently. They scan the area with their rifles, looking for enemies. Saint can activate thermals anytime with the push of a button on his googles. ''

Prophet: Hold.

''Prophet sits down with his knuckles raised. Kevin in front of the Predators, slowly growling at the distance.''

Prophet: Got a patrol.

In the distacne appear a hostile patrol, looking in the area with their flashlights.

Deuce: Looks like they're lost.

Prophet: What's the call, boys. Let them pass or take 'em out?

Saint can choose what do to do.

Saint (Pass): Let them go. We'll see them later.

Saint (Take out): Let's take 'em out.

''Saint whistles, making Kevin stand ready. He then snaps his finger.''

Saint: Kevin, go.

Kevin starts runnign to the patrol, who don't seem to notice him.

Prophet: Thermals on.

''They put on theri thermals and see Kevin maul into an enemy. The others fire at the other surprised soldiers. They all fall down, while Kevin snaps the neck of oen of the soldier.''

Seraph: Targets down.

Deuce: Could somebody have heared that.

Prophet: I doubt it. But let's not find it out now. Let's go.

''They crouch furhter towards the dead patrol. They search off their surrounding, if any other enemy patrols appear.''

Seraph: Patrol, 10 o'clock.

Prophet: Everyone pick a target.

''Saint whistles again to elt Kevin get ready. He then snaps his finger towards the patrol.''

Saint: Kevin, go.

''As Kevin starst runnigna gain, Saint aims at the patrol. hwen Kevin mauls into an enemy, the Predators engage. The hostiles drop simultaneously.''

Seraph: Clear.

Prophet: Okay, let's get moving again.

''They start moving again. They keep scannign the area.''

Seraph: Hostiles, 12 o'clock.

Deuce: Wait, what are they doing?

Saint: ...Splitting up.

''The patrol plits up into smaller groups. They all walk different directions.''

Deuce: What now? Shots could be heared from these distances.

Prophet: Let's spilt up too. Each one, pick a group. Hustle up.

Seraph: Rog'

Saint: Kevin, come.

''Saint attracts Kevin towards him as the Predators seperate. They apporach stealthy a group of two soldiers. Saint whistles softly again.''

Saint: Come on, boy.

''Saint marks a target. He snaps his finger in the target's direction adn Kevin barks when he runs to hsi target.''

Soldier: What's that?

''Before seeing what's coming at him, Kevin charges into the soldier. When the other tries to shoot Kevin, Saint kills him.''

Saint: Good boy.

''Saint walks towards Kevin adn the dead bodies and pets him. Saint looks towards where the other Predators should be.''