I went out into the corridor of our compartment, we all headed towards the large central square, the red lights flashed slowly, drawing lines on the metal floor, indicating the same
In the center, the big screen was already lit and projected compartment c of team 17, Ela's team, passing through this annular machine, to come out dressed in their training outfit except that this one was different, a dull gray crossed by red bands and a sort of weaponry at the waist.
- What are they doing, training just ended, whispered a few near me
- Mandatory gathering,announced the old man's voice from the command room
Live Mission: Intermediate Level
Elimination of "Transemotional" potentials
- No joke, they really moved us just for that, Asmara breathed, I'm going back to lie down
- What are they doing? What is it, why are they already on a mission? I asked.
- Hmm, because compared to you they don't really want to stay on the edge of failure, Asmara whispered before walking away with the rest of the omega squad.
The silhouettes of Team 17 appeared on the screen, each of them clearly visible at the edge of the station, before their individual cameras took over for the descent.
- " "secure zone" Chetan breathed, emotion "anger"
- Command Center Team 17, "mission track" can begin
- "OK, advanced to 12 meters" replied Chetan
I felt a shiver run through me, the silhouettes sinking into this abysmal blackness, a part of my "pit" that I preferred never to know.
Ela broke away from the group, slipping between the iron columns and hanging cables, a ray of light piercing the darkness to illuminate the path.
- "Advanced to 12 meters. No detection," Ela breathed, somewhat relieved.
- Keep the progression going,repeated the old man's voice
I quickly understood that this was not training, they had before their eyes the real life of an "EMOTIONAL" and the sacrifices that accompany it
- OBSERVE CAREFULLY, MY CHILDREN, THE SAFETY OF A SQUAD DEPENDS ON YOUR DECISIONS,said the old man
My eyes remained glued to the screen, scrutinizing every gesture, every movement of Ela, the tension was palpable, and the fear I felt was strange and above all tightened my throat.
- "Move slowly…. Analyze each area….. Target Priority target detect at 50 meters," Chetan whispered.
- Eliminatewithout causing damage,affirmed the old man
- "Roger that. Get down, get down, we're not going, follow me," Chetan ordered.
The rest of the team follows orders, sliding even lower between the columns, their movements so silent, ready to attack at any moment.
- "Surprise, fear, assess the individuals for me," Chetan ordered.
Silence
- I'd say about 6 at the entrance and I only scan 4 at the back, Ela whispered.
- Well, surprise and fear, you cover our backs here in case others come. Sadness, joy and disgust you accompany me.
- But why not me, breathed surprised frustrated
- Stay here, that's an order, Chetan whispered.
The objective was clear: to unmask a terrorist group that attacks the dome and is responsible for the birth of several artificial "Transemotional"
I stood frozen in front of the screen, I could feel the tension through the images, how does she manage to do all this great stuff, I also want to evolve, how can I be so calm, one wrong step and it's death,
- "Team 17 to the command center, we're going back into the base," Chetan whispered.
- No3c, I'm counting on you, Eliminate all obstacles and bring back at least one alive,the old man breathed
- "Roger that," Chetan whispered, "sadness behind me, we'll take care of the 4 at the back, the others I'm dealing with will go from 6," Chetan ordered.
- and-
- WE DON'T GO THERE, DON'T MOVE ANYMORE "EMOTIONAL"
BOOM!
Silence
- Team 17, Team 17, respond, this is Command Center to Team 17, No3c, No3c, RESPOND.