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- Special-Ops Missions # 12 The Ending!!
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- STEAL PAPERS
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- Russian Air Base
- DATE : Sept. 23
- LOCAL TIME : Midnight
- WEATHER : Night
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- "Son, I want you to do some ground work, this time. We recently completed a
- successful attack on a small airport north of Dnipropetrovs'k. However, I
- have information that there is quite a lot of attention being given to
- sorting the wreckage and rebuilding. I think some valuable information is
- lost there. Other intelligence confirms that the Russians had recently sent
- a high-ranking official to that base. He was probably caught in the attack.
- If you can get in and find what it is he was protecting, I think it could
- help turn the tide of this war."
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- "Do you have any idea what I'm looking for?"
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- "Only that it could fit in a briefcase. It could be papers or computer
- disks. I only know that they are spending an enormous amount of effort on a
- strategically unimportant base. Your contacts are being downloaded now. We
- will do a low-level insertion using one of the few remaining Ospreys. Make
- your way to the base and see what you can find. I have confidence that you
- will get what they are after."
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- "Jeez, Boss. That makes one of us. I'll do my best."
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- THE BASE
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- After the drop, I buried my parafoil and struck out to my first contact's
- house. After identifying myself with the code phrase "The name's Bond, James
- Bond," Sergei let me in. Maybe Boss does have a sense of humor after all.
- Sergei drove me to the outskirts of the city and dropped me off at a culvert
- to wait out the night. After he drove off, I promptly moved to a different
- location, just in case.
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- Night fell, enabling me to sneak past the indolent perimeter guards. The
- base had really taken a beating. Craters pocked the runways and destroyed
- vehicles and planes were everywhere. Many trucks were scattered about and
- uniformed men were searching the rubble with flashlights. A badly shot up
- hanger and a bunker were all that remained standing. Peering through one of
- the bullet holes in the corrugated siding of the hanger, I could see a
- Russian Major in a flight suit haranguing some techs.
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- "You idiots! I have flown all the way from Voronezh because you cannot find
- a simple floppy disk! Have you found the General's body yet?"
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- "Da, Major. But the briefcase was empty. He must have hidden it in the
- bunker or destroyed it before he was killed."
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- "Have you checked the bunker yet?"
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- "No, Major. We do not have the access codes."
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- "Very well. Refuel my plane while I look in the bunker. I will leave this
- despicable place as soon as I find it." He mumbled to himself, "The
- Brigadier will be here soon. If he gets his hands on these plans, the
- Central Command will be very embarrassed."
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- The techs scurried off. Working my way from shadow to shadow, I caught up
- with the Major as he entered the code which opened the steel doors. Parked
- in front of the bunker was a beautiful YAK-141! The only Russian plane which
- could have landed here. It was at that point I abandoned my plan and started
- faking it. The coast was clear, so as soon as the lock snicked open, I
- launched myself at the Major, and stabbed him efficiently at the base of his
- brain. Instantly dead, he collapsed just as the door was closing. I propped
- it open with his shoe, and searched the bunker.
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- Eventually I found what I was looking for in a locked desk drawer. Four or
- five 5 1/4" floppies stared back at me. Ten bloody years behind the times,
- but I though Boss could find a museum computer able to use them.
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- I stripped the Major of his flight suit, and put the disks in one of the
- pockets. Glancing out of the door, it seemed that the techs had finished
- refueling the YAK and had abandoned the nasty Major to his task. Closing the
- door behind me, I walked over to the YAK and grabbed his helmet from the
- pilot's chair. I started running the preflights as quickly as I could. When
- the turbines started their whine, one of the techs ambled over. I dropped
- the flaps and watched him approach.
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- "Have you found the disks, Comrade Major?"
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- In my best prissy Russian Major impression, I growled, "Da. I will be
- leaving before any more time is wasted."
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- The tech looked at me for a moment, then said, "Who the hell are you?" then
- called for help.
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- I pushed him down the ladder and lowered the cockpit. Even before it had
- closed, I hit the afterburners for a short take-off.
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- SITUATION-IN THE AIR
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- The radar picked up two Hinds and a Hokum coming in for a landing. I radioed
- out on the special band Boss had given me. After identifying myself with
- another inane phrase, I was promised two Eagles as an escort, and cleared to
- land in Odesa. Now, if I could take out that Brigadier, I would be all
- set...
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- ORDER OF BATTLE
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- Force Size : 1
- Aircraft : The Amazing YAK-141
- Weapons : Whatever you've got
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- THREAT DATA
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- GROUND THREATS : None
- AIR OPPOSITION : Hinds and possible Migs
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- MISSION SUCCESS
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- After a nearly vertical touchdown in Odesa, I was greeted by the flight crew,
- who gazed in awe at the YAK. The base commander ushered me into his office,
- where a sat link was waiting for me.
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- "Howdy, Boss. I got the goods. I don't have any clue what's on them,
- though. Stole a YAK on the way back, by the way." I think it was the first
- time I saw Boss surprised.
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- "A yak?"
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- "It's a plane, Boss."
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- "Oh," his expression cleared. "Son, you did good work. If those disks
- contain what I think they do, you may have just won the war for us."
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- "Really? What's in 'em?"
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- The hard face told me all I was ever to know.
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- After a bit, he said, "I want you to stay there in Odesa. I may have some
- more missions for you."
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- "You know, I just realized. You knew all along that this little war was
- going to brew up, didn't you? You knew from day one."
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- "I certainly had my suspicions. But you pulled through like a real trooper,
- Son. Your Mom would've been proud of you."
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- The unexpected complement took me a little by surprise. "Well, thanks Dad.
- You know I wouldn't let either of you down."
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- "I know that, Son. Get some rest."
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- The End. (For now...)
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- MISSION FAILURE
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- Well you must complete the mission to see the ending so you better try again.
- Get back to Odesa with those disks man.
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