Vissei raised an eyebrow, glancing over each of them. "I understand you have been with us for a while Starshina Metzger, but your questions I believe will be answered as we further our briefing. I admire your understanding of this mission. Yes, this will be your proving exercise, and though many of you come from extensive military backgrounds this may be the first time you must seriously consider how important you are, and the investment that has been put into you. You are not warranted to die, should you weigh all of your options, and mission completion would require unnecessary sacrifice you must pull out with yourselves and TriSeq's assets in tact. You each represent a massive investment on TriSeq's part, and of course your performance will prove whether our investment was a wise one or not.
"Now, on to mission specifics, as you will all note the weather, terrain, forecast, transport specifications, dossiers and equipment specifications are all recorded on these documents. It is estimated that the aircraft were taken down by long range air intercept missiles. While it would not be a great feat to destroy an aircraft flying along this route and plan accordingly it is something to know which of our clients aircraft were to be targeted, another detail is how they are hiding themselves so well and where their supply base is, if there is one. We are almost certain that these attacks are not related to any local issues of Yakut such as guerillas or that these were terror attacks, as these planes were destined for the Trans Polar Aleut nations and Thule.
I think now that you have all the technical information and mission summary it is a good point to turn over the mission prep to Stárshiy Lieutenant Kovskina, take this time to discuss the mission specifics with him, you will be reporting to the armoury to check out your gear and make calibrations with him in a few hours, the TR-73so's should be fully prepped by the time you are."
Visei looked over the group and up to the threshold, saluted, and walked up the stairs to greet the Stárshiy Lieutenant, shook his hand and walked out of the room. The lieutenant replaced Vissei in the center of the amphitheater and looked over the group just as Vissei did. He, Sidi Kovskina, looked as if he was made in a lab for perfect soldiers. The diffuse light in the room highlighted his bald head, thin silver outlines of a hexagonal pattern covering his skin were visible in the light. Each soldier had seen him, if not worked with him on the proving grounds before. He was a model soldier in every way, save for his habit of occasionally shooting at the trainees, off of the training grounds. He liked to see which ones were the alert ones, and which ones had never seen combat, he would latter group them together and make them lead their teams in combat exercises.
He eyed each individual, "Allright, I've worked with each of you before, I know what you can do, and I know what you've been trained to do. This is perhaps the most redundant grouping I think Vissei has ever put together, this is good, you never know when one of you is going to take a bullet and when that person was the only one who could demo an airstrip. Vissei likes to tell you you're all important because our accountants want him to, but you each will learn how far we can push costs to make ends, and I'll be there to make sure you learn it right. Right now intel is a little sparse on this situation, so we'll be going down the base phonebook to do the research ourselves, we've got some of the nations finest analysts and engineers at our disposal and the best way to gather intel right now is to ask questions. This mission is going to test your ability to investigate your situation and act on an informed decision in a timely manner, so let's get to work."
