Quickly disasembling his rifle, he slowly backed up from the ledge to his camp site. It was entirely hidden on the side of the hill on the outskirts of town. It had taken him hours to find the perfect spot to stay hidden.
Kneeling, he quickly packed up what little was at the camp, and silently cleared all evidence of him having been there. It was quick work for the experienced assassin.
Placing an earbud into his right ear, he tapped a button on the back of his camosteel guantlet. A slight buzz in his ear told him he was connected to a secure channel to Headquarters. Speaking softly he said, "This is unit 117 checking in from sector 14b with an all clear, send coordinates of pickup zone."
A series of clicks told him all he needed to know... someone was hacking into the channel. Not knowing how much was heard, he quickly removed the bud and placed it into the flask that held his acid solution for cutting through metal, quickly desolving the plastic bud, immeadiatly terminating the signal. time to head to the back up spot for quick evac. He could tell, this wasnt going to be a normal day...
Suddenly, an alarm blazed in the distance, and he thought he heard a airlift fire up in the distance. He had better hurry, or this could become a sticky situation.
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